Wadleigh High School - Owl Yearbook (New York, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 90 of the 1919 volume:

Wy- - . ,,, . . ,. iv?-'H-P1 f f I 4 1, 'v --lun NORMAL COMMERCIAL SCHOOL I46th Street at St. Nicholas Avenue We specialize and subscribe to the requirements emphasized ln the field of endeavor by offering practical courses and intensive work in Secretarial Training - Ste-nography - Typewriting Spanish - Bvokkeeping - Frlrng - Office Practice -Q pl 1- V l There's an EASTERN GRADUATE on your block.- Ask her. iamtrrn Enainwa Srhnnl Owned and operaled by vocational ieachers 202 WEST 116th STREET CRegent Theatre Buildingj NEW YORK CITY Telephone 1480 Morningside -New York Brfmx Branch Albert Business College Tremont Business School 535 Broad sn-get 453 Tremont Avenue OPP- Hl1fiS0f1 TUTJCS Telephone Bldg. Newark, N. J. Penmanship Business English Stenography Commercial Law Memeographing Civil Service Business Forms Spelling Typewriting Rapid Calculation Bookkeeping ' Q Telephoning Office Systems TAUGHT BY THE ALBERT SYSTEM OF INDIVIDUAL INSTRUCTION Most Extensive Employment Department. ROBERT L. ALBERT, Principal THE OWL PUBLISHED QUARTERLY BY THE STUDENTS of THE WADLEIGH HIGH SCHOOL 114111 STREET, wesr or SEVENTH AVENUE Volume IX JANUARY, l9l9 Number l Table of Contents Cover Design .... Verses V erses' ..... . Verses ,............. . Editorials Cartoon .... Fartonns ......... ... Foilecl through Hate V erses ................ The Six Love Letters .. A Story about Stories ....... The Avenue of the Allies' N' erses .................... Two Letters ............ A Roumanian Girl Scout Verses......... .... To the Journey's End . . . Verses .................. . ...... The Misadventures of a Liberty Verses . . Verses... Verses . .. X ... ... Miss Hobbs ....... Irene Burns May Gallaher A, McDowell Beatrice Klein lrene Newman The Old and the New ........ Jeannette Berkowitz Maude Elise Remey Myrtle Hemstreet Alice von Roeder ... . Julia Appele .. Eleanor Osborne Clara Spencer .... Helen Goldin . . .. Irene Shlivek Elma M. Herz . . Eleanor Osborne .. . Moira Quinlan Loaner ............ Margaret Munson . . . Dorothy joseph ..... Leah Siegel Clarisse M. Halley : PRICE, TWENTY-FIVE. CENTS : V,-1 5 V31 . THE OWL BOARD 0 e- 111 'lo 0 LF' J Q i' x Q: fl ' 'f 2--. Q A1 .gf ' 5 EQ-1:51 'Fifi -- - W if my e ,,l,, ,gg ,xl X I .5 I 2 N 36, mf he? is living ' W u - v 5 I r gl It ma : g ah WAR.: 1 f S I fi 9' fi ,jf xx ' Ehitnrial Bnafh MARY BE ,i.....ll Editor-in-Clzicf PEARL XVACHMAN Assistant Editors NNET CLARA RUTH STAHL BItSilIL7SS M'a11agvr MARION POVVELL VJADLF MISS MCDONVELL SPENCER MISS HOBBS MR BLUMENSTOCK f ,f d wU 4,,Q4 MISS KING 3' ot lsr, ORN VI OV C4513 Faculty Adzfiscrs CLASS 8-1 A THE OWL 9 CLASS 8-1 Marion Berg- As soon as from WVadleigh she is free, A Motor Corps Girl this maid would be. Edna Bernstein- With dignity this maiden walks, But once she's started, how she talks! Nell-ic Bril- What we could say of Nellie, is hard, alack! alas! But hark! A thought assails meg she'5 always first in class. Editorial Comment: VVhat's the reason, Nellie? 'Cause the early bird catches the worm? Frances Colorajfi- A little girl with a great big heart. Who is ever willing to do her part. Josephine Cohen- This maiden breaks the golden ruleg With a half-day program she's hardly in school. Frances ClU11l'i'l1fg1l-fl1'll- Frances, at lunch time you're so handy g Without you how should we sell candy? Victoria E nyart- Victoria, won't you please tell us why You still wear hair-ribbons and skirts knee-high? Editorial Comment: Is it cloth conservation. H adassa h F eil- VVhat shall we do with a girl who blushes In spite of the fact that she has no crushes? Editorial Comment: No female crushes. 4 Hazel Foster- Seats and desks up! each day she cries, And then we wonder why she sighs. v 10 THE OWL Frances Friedman- So great is your knowledge in every way, That you're wanted in. school just a half-day. Elsie Garfunkel- Elsie, please tell us what you see That's so attractive in 4B . Dorothy Green- The day has come and girls all stare, For Dotty Green'5 put up her hair. Dorothy Hart- A modern cartoonist in you we see, From your pictures gf Virgil in History. Elma M. Herz- Bonds, knocking and comfort kits, seem to be your worry, And, too, it is most plainly seen, you're always in a hurry. Editorial Comment: Did the traffic squad make you rush so? Rachel Holloway- Here's a student for those who seekg If Rae's not at Latin she's surely at Greek. Gwendolyn Jones- Gwen, in sarcasm you surely excel 3 Don't you wish that in math you could do as well F Lois Kane- Lois, I wonder what you'd do If Gwen and jerry should leave you. Blanche K rainin- Q Serious maid, Oh! tell us, pray, What seems to worry you each day. M arj0rie Lease- The reason why Marj smiles is simpleg 'Tis half good nature, and half a dimple. THE OWL Mabel Lederer- Mabel always breaks the rule By coming after nine to school. Germaine Lehinami- O Jerry, tell us! It it true That crushes write each day to you? Mildred Lester- When time for knocking came around No where in school was Mildred found. ! Helen Ludwig- When you and the railroad can agree, From a late sentence you may be free. Anna M ukavsie- When in the gymnasium Anna dances, Miss Moulton looks with approving glances. Hilda M yers- The roses all envy the bloom on your cheek The sun even envies your smile l Marguerite Mayer- i Where are your locks of yesterday ? Bobbed hair's stylish, so they say. Madeline Orr- A girl more quiet you never spiedg We cou1dn't knock her if we tried. Emily Philipi- If Emmy's confidence you'd win, Before she speaks she'll blush and grin. Belle Sapiro- As a business woman you'd never do 5 'When coaching pupils have them come to you. 12 THE OWL Beatrice Sarnojjf- In Latin Bea points out each word as she goesg No wonder she does not get many zeros. Lucille Spence- Art Minerva or mortal, O Maiden, so wise? ' Thy wisdom profound seems a gift from the skies! Pearl lfVachman- One of our editors-BEVVARE! To knock you, Pearl, We do not dare. MOTHER GCOSE WARTIME RHYME A for America, our own native landg B for Berlin, which we'll soon commandg C for the Cause we all know to be justg D for the Danger, which conquer we must. E is for England, whom we've helped alongg F is for France: she'll be safe before long. G is for Germany, now nearing defeatg H is for Hindenburg, who'll have to retreat. I is for Italy, that brave little land: I is for justice, our sole demand. K is for Khaki. worn by many a boy: L is for Liberty, Americals joy. M is for Money, which helps a great dealg N for the Nurses who bandage and heal. O for Old Glory-long may it wave! P is for Pershing, noble and brave. Q for our quarrels-may there be no more! R for our Rookies, whom we have by the score. S Saving Stamps, being bought by the million. T for our Tanks, killing Huns by the billion. U Uncle Sam, the head of our nationg is for Victory, our one destination. XV VVoodrow lVilson, a name we all cherish: for his Excellence-may it never perish! for the Yanks who are winning the war, ' v ' X Y Z for the Zeppelins-they'll soon be no more. U IRENE B RNS THE OFFICERS OF THE SENIOR CLASS CLASS 8-Z THE OWL I5 CLASS 8-2 Stella Adler- She always talks with an accent broad g Can you tell me whether or not it's a fraud? Lilian B erchansk y- A true American patriot we've named you, Lily dear, For you'd sooner be out selling bonds than studying, we fear! Editorial Comment: VVhat was the attraction in going to so many theatres? P Q M ildrcd B ertucl1- Q Torbe never caught when she comes in late, Seems e'er to her a desirable fate. Vera E. B ieser- Quips and cranks and wanton wiles Help to win a soldier's smiles. Victoria D'Agataf- A sailor boy beside her sat, And Viccie's heart went pit-a-pat. Kathleen Daniel- Kathleen is a good little lass, And in all her lessons she tries hard to pass Mildred Ellis- We wonder, we wonder, dear Mildred, why Those long, long letters make you sigh. Aline Epstein- In Wadleigh Aline is acquainted with strife 'F or Physical Training's the bane of her life. I Adele Frank- Speak about dances or Outside affairs, And Adele gives a listening earg But speak about school and inside affairs- Why! Adele is never near. ' 16 THE OWL Teresa Gvldstein- She giggles all the time, and yet she considers herself a senior! Anna Gorman - Can't you give the world a smile, If only for a little while? Tunlikki Haapazmki- That first name throvff fe en'll have to carry, But the latter'll be changed as soon as you marry. fcanette H irschberg- The wearer of the purple has n shadow, it is true, And a more devoted shadow. human being never knew. Keith H. Johnston- Not at all like the girl of to-dev, She's always around with nothing to say. Helm: fordan - We always Wonder who keeog her away, For during the week she Cowes only one day. Editorial Comment: Lieutenants are pleasant company, of course. Elsie K esslcr- Tell us, Elsie, does-it pay T0 stay at the mirror all the day? Elisabeth King- We wonder about this girl, so fair, How long it takes her to curl her hair. Illollie Klotz- Thy faults we cannot try to tell Until at least we know them well. Anna Kofsky- VVhen you are near, VVe love you, dear. Editorial Comment: But how often are you near? THE OWL Edna E. Kramer- On whom will thy glances demurest be cast, VVhen thou leavest the portals of W'adleigh at last! H clan A. M 4-K i vr1tza.n- ' Thy greatest weakness is far too small To hit the human sense at all. Carolina' lllfarsli- VVith her pretty smiles and her winning way She gains a new friend every day. Ida Monfc'- ' Ist Premise-All stout people are good-natured. Znd Premise-Ida is stout. Conclusion-Our Ida is good-natured. Deborah 211011111- How can you keep quiet all the time? ? P Ruth OTC'C7l'S- Come. pensive maid, for once he gayg Shut those gloomy thoughts away. L0rc'Ha Pdvrlllrlzl- YVe'vv tried and tried with might and main. Pvt our attempts are all in vain. Rrgina Quaid- . She's naughty but she's nice. Grace Quinn- Early every morning von can see her in her Seat, And that is why in History she simply can't be heat Margaret Raj?- Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning! Oh, how I'd love to stay in bed! l 18 i THE owL Marion Redner- Bright and good-natured, smiling and gay. Tania Rosen- Go through all of Viladleigh and we're sure you'l1inever iind The knowledge that is now contained in little Tania's mind. .lane Rubenstein- This girl is not as demure as she looks, For a joke to her is better than books. Frieda Russell- , i O Frieda, Frieda, Frieda! VVhat and awful thing is style To make your skirts come down so far 'in such a little while! A mia. Scelza- ' A credit to the Gold and Blue . Flora Shillak- ' Through Wadleigh High she happily goes, But during History she powders her nose. Gertrude Simon- Always merry and full of fung Couldn't come to school till. lessons are done! ! Editorial Comment: Especially Latin. Clara Spencer- A That she's read many books 'tis easy to see 5 She can name every one from A unto Z. Editorial Comment: N0 doubt myths are fascinating. Estrella Toledano- Ship ahoy!-Ship ahoy! Estrella knits for her sailor boy. Hilda Weinstein- She walks past Columbia--what can there be That attracts her so much in the S. A. T. C.? a P THE OWL Toby Wexler- Always merry, always gay+ A typical Wadleighite they say. Adela-ide Weymann- ' Still waters run deep , is a saying that's true, But we believe in you, Adelaide- honest, we do. AS YOU LIKE IT ' U'VzTfh apologies to .S'lzakc'sjwarej Fair Wladleigh is a stage, And all her happy girls are merely players: They have their exits and their entrancesg And each girl in her time plays many parts, Her acts being four long stages. At first the Freshman VVith frightened, upturned eyes, gazing Vllith awestruck wonder at the scenes about herg Acquiringmany things, a crush among them, and A student's set of books of lofty height, Topped by her lunchbox, while above, her bow Of brightest color and enormous size Is seen amidst a mass of curls, and thus Our Freshman passes on. Next the Sophomore, Grave maid before us, with two long pi-gtails And disdainful air, so studious, silent, dignified, Giving her aid unasked in all directions, And so she plays her part. And this age shifts Into the romping Junior-happy child! Expert in swimming, basket-ball and hockeyg Popular at parties, school and everywhere, Devoting many hours to studying Her movie star and how he reached his fame. This thoughtless age soon passes to the Senior, The noble Senior, and last stage of all That ends this strange eventful history, Two books upon her arm, her hair put up, A haunted Regents look about her eyes,- A stately maid, sans foolishness forewrf U. MAY GALLAHER 'li J CLA SS 8-3 T H E O W L CLASS 8-3 Nettie Aronowits -- Her lunch is so small, And still she grows tall. Dorothy Bcammw- ' Now here is Dorothy Beamang A pert young maid is she 3 Her main pastime is talking, And silent shefll never be. Elsie Bcnda- To be a school 1TlH,2l111 is a pity For a maid so sweet and pretty, Hannah Basscr- She never hurries or worries. Ncclmma Clzernick- A collar this maiden crochets every day, Only to have it taken away. Tillie Colm- In our debates she's sure to succeed, For socialism is her chosen creed. Bvatrirc Fox- VVoes may come and woes may go. But she smiles on forever. Hannah Frivdnzmz- She'd like to be good, but her eyes won't Veronica Garbien- ' If silence were golden Veronica should possess a million! .Martha Gf'lb- E Tell us, Martha, what is your fate, That you should go from a 6 to an 8 lu f let her U? 22 THE OWL .Mildred Greber- Annapolis is her favorite city. i Editorial Comment: Too bad the Naval Academy isn't in New York! Florence Hannigan- ' VVe often wonder why this child decides to come to school at just 8:45. Madeline H eckel- Whenever a talking-machine you hear, You may be sure that Madeline is near. t Frances Hirschlock-V How is it, Frances, that you get by ? VV ith or without work, you're sure to stand high. Sadie H irschlock- we 'Tis better to have blutled and passed Than never to have passed at all. Anna H yson- Bilf! Bang!-A noise fills the air. Did you say POLITICS? Anna's right there. C oustance K ilpaflrick- Connie dear, we wonder why You always seem to act so shy. P P P Editorial Comment-Especially when we speak of the Expos- ition. Cecilia K elly- i She blushes, blushes, blushes, Although she has no crushes. Elsie Klein- A quiet little maid with a quiet little way, And she knows in class just what to say. Rose Leimanf- Roses and sunshine! VVhat more can he want. THE OWL Helen Levin- O girls! Tell me quick- Have I too much powder on? Rosalie Levy- Rosalie is always content- On Pleasure or on knowledge bent. Marion Lewis- She has sunshine in her hair, But mischief in her eyes. Louise M cC rory- I , Louise looks sad and lonely to-dayg I am sure her twin has stayed away. Jlfargaret M cGAivney-- If you wish to see where mischief lies, All you need do is to look in her eyes. M-ina M eyer- This maid loves argumentationg Law should be her vocation. Sadie Perlozcfitz- Bashfulness, quietness, and sweetness personified Mildred Rossmaln- Thig pretty little maiden With books is always laden. Elizabeth Schneider- That blush is so becoming to you! Do you always blush when spoken to? Alice Shuman- You can tell by her name That her voice will win fame. Z4 THE OWL E thc! Si1n-ps0n- Smiling, smiling all day longg Always humming a little song. Leoltz Sonnvnlaerg- She'cl rather be out of the world Than out of fashion. llglfllfglllffliff lVcsh'rman- Quiet, steadfast and demure- She's a true friend-safe and sure. - HEARD FROM THE FACULTY In Music- Come on now, girls, give me the do Q dough j . In Recreation- All the girls will please divide themselves in half for this game In English Six- ' We have finished the preliminary workg we will now go to the Dickens. In Hygiene- VVe will now take the skeleton apart. In History- To-morrow, class. we will finish the war. In Gymnasium- Open the window and throw out your chests. In Cltemistry- Next week, class, we will take Bi-cloride of Mercury. SADIE HIRSI'ILOCK NOLLVZINVDHO 'TVHEINEI9 'EIHIL :IO SHHfJI:I:lO EIHL 'K Q u Xisgg x,.:,. iz -A it eww W 1 - ei '-1 Q11 15 M311 z.- SSVIQD V8 THE OWL CLASS 8-4 Julia Appele- V ' Julia is the OH3cial Human Questionnaire of 8-4. Editorial Comment: Does your arm ever ache, Beatrice Black- ' She is one of us, but we know it not. Rose Blaine- 1 don't know a thing, this girl dom Sigh, And then, behold! She passes high! Mollie Bobrick- Many accomplishments has this little lassg She gets three lessons in her Spanish class. Marie Bruckner- A quarrel-and he sailed away, But he'll come back again some day! Louise Camelli- Louise does nothing but talk all the day, But unlike the rest, she knows what to say. Marguerite De Crigrzfis- t Camouflagei' seems to have been used hereg Is that wave natural, Mar uerite' dear? g Alice F reeman- Alice in her quiet way, Does her lessons every day. Sylvia Glaser- How did Sylvia through this term exist Without Friend Rita in her midst? Edna Gilder- We have yet to hear the sound of your voice. Julia? 28 THE OWL Anna Grosskofvf- Q You ought to see how she can blushl We almost think she has a crush. Emma Hefner- How did you cultivate that laugh? Irma H e11-le- She studies and studies! Then worries and worries! Elsie Her1-nau1z- Always smiling in her quiet way. Amy Klzfngmamz- . You seem so very quiet. Amy, my dear, But what's this telegram about which we hear? Anna Kostilzach- The teachers find Kostihach very hard to say, But Anna doth correct them politely, day by day. H cnrieffa Lifowits- Here is a child who just will say Being for since , all of the day. Gladys Luiz- g You're loyal and true and you're a good sport, but why do you scorn the opposite sex? Rosalie Lipschuts- - Rosalie has a frat pin and a secret care. The reason is clear enough, for He is Over There - Eleanor IllcA'v0y- Always smiling, come what may, That dimple of hers to bring into play. M a-ry O'Conn0r- She is a very little mite, But work cannot be judged by height. THE OWL 29 Helen Robison- She is with us but half a day. Luck! Some people were born that way! Marjorie Rat:- VVhat's her rep? Full of Pep! Full of Fun? You bet! Rachel Rosvnblatt- Tall and stately, she towers above the motley crowd. Tcssio Rosmzfltal- Your hanky! Your pen! And all of your books! ' What would Mother say if you lost your dress-hooks? Edna Salzmami- VVhen asked if her brother she visits, Our President sweetly says Yes ! But is this really the reason she visits P.B.N.'r.s. P ? P Kose Slzapiro- To a little plumpness add a mixture of knowledge, wit and folly. and stir it up with a great desire to become a dentist. llfildred Slater- Always on the go- Never too-slow! ,Alargarvf Spot:- Still waters run deep! Ruth Stahl- i ' This industrious girl, as treasurer of our class, A Is always counting money when the bell rings to pass. Bertha Stern- We know her and like her. VVhat more can we say? Dora Sfwiscr- That she is in our official class, Is all we know of this quiet lass. 30 THE OWL Dorothea Trebbing- Poor little Dotty, on a hike, had a fall Because she wanted to walk with the tall. Editorial Comment: Who is he, Dot? Elizabeth Tradelizzs- ' She only comes at ten o'clock, And then goes home at noon! Gertrude Ungrich- Knee-bending! we hear Miss Moulton say. Some fun when Gertrude begins to sway! Editorial Comment: She loses her equilibrium, you see. Lieba Z ecmaan- At 9 A. M. she comes in like a breeze. VVhy? 'Cause she's one of Wadleigh's P. C's. Editorial Comment: Privileged Character! . .i HE FOUND IT A well known Indiana man, On one dark night last week, 'Went to the cellar with a match In search of a gas leak. fHe found itij John Welsh by curiosity, So rumor states, was goadedg He squinted in his old shot gun To see if it was loaded. flt was U A boy in New York stopped to watch A patent cigar-clipper. He wondered if his finger was Not quicker than the nipper. flt wasn't!j A PERNETTA A. MCDOWELI 4 l THE OFFICERS OF THE ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION, 32 THE OWL CLASS 7iX ' Miriam Aise1zstein- There be those who claim she's lazy, And I have seen her blush. Frances Baker- In Botany she's a champ , and why? 'Cause she borrows the book of a girl close by. Anna Ill. Battisfaf- . If a teacher you would be, History we would commend to thee! Eleanor B ewes- One period, ere the end of the day, Eleanor prevents us from getting away. Catlzvrinc Brc'nm1n- lVhat was it that Theodore Roosevelt said about large families Sadie M. C a-ro:sa- Tease her, torment her, as you will, She takes it all in cheerful good-will. Jennie Ciojfi- Y0u're absent from school so much that we fear, As a lawyer. on cases you'll never appear. J Lillian Cohen- She loves to speak. 'Twould all be well, If she but had something to tell, Elisabeth. Davis- I Always ready to help in time of need. F arm-ic E isenberg- A knock, what shall it be? Only that she is too quiet for me. THE OWL Pauline E pstein- I asked your friend for a knoick for you, But she wouldn't tell meg so what could I do? Ethel Essenson- Though her father's a doctor, we greatly fear Through a loop-hole Ethel will disappear. Mary Flynn- Laugh and grow fat, may be very wise, But, Eat and grow thin, we'd rather advise. Nettie Frank- She's gone through VVadleigh, . And we've yet to see her powder her face. Editorial Comment: Is this a knock or a boost? Ruth .D. Gordon- We throw up our hands in horror ' If she appears at an early hour. .Dorothy Grifnshaztv- O Dorothy, those dips ! ! Fannye Hein-eman- 'The waves in her hair the ocean might envy 5 The y in her name is gazed at by many. .Rose I a1micelli- , From Washington Irving comes this lassg We wonder how she likes our class. Josephine Ioh1zson- ' Study and this maid do not agree, And how she passes is a mystery. Lois Jones- A gentle, mild and virtuous maid. 34 THE OWL Charlotte Lax- Tom, Dick, Harry or Bill- Or, tell us, is it that sailor still? Marjorie Levy- Dear Madam Treasurer, leave us enough for just one little frap Helen G. Lipsey-1 ' ' I wonder if ever we all shall have leamed To help poor Helen with seats upturned. M an' M alozzi- You're a little bit old-fashioned, Mary, But you get there just the same. Esther Motow- We've often wished an only child to be, - But since we've heard you tell of it, ' We've changed our minds a bit. Teresa F. MqHugh- Teresa Frances, you're an awfully nice girl, But why do you wear your hair in a curl? Laura D. Mendelson- VVhy so aloof, Laura? How we shouldrlove Helen Irene Miller CH. I. MJ- 5 A more manly girl we've yet to seeg The him in her name still puzzles me. V ictoria. Rebholtz- How well we all remember the day When the door got in Victoria's way. Dorothy Reilly- to see you grin! Such a little girlie, with so many, many beaus 5 A tiny birdie told me-I wonder if it knows. J j Y l ' THE owl. 35 Mildred RothschildQ , Skating she surely does adore, But a certain actor she likes still more. Angelo Salgado- We cannot: knock this quiet lassg She came from Cuba to our class. Rose Sandelman- Ho-w many dolls shall we dress? Make it one or two-or how about three or four P Florence Schafer- Smile and the world smiles with you. Editorial Comment: Is that your motto? Sarah Stem- Cake and ice-cream! ice-cream and cake! These the first place with Sarah do take. Editorial Comment: Less sugar to be used by order of Mr. Hoover. Dorothy Sugarmanf- Come and jazz it as you go, On the light, gymnastic toe! Sophia Teviber- A half-day isn't enough for youg You must be absent half the time, too. I Claudine A. Van Cott- A Liberty Loan Worker-what more can we say? For her country's cause she's toiled night and day. Amy Weddle- Happy, merry, laughing and gay? Who is her worry on this day!! ' See, see, C. Lilla Wendez- ' A She has a very' friendly way and an even friendlier way. Marie A. Baittista- What! two in one family? 36 'T H E O W L -:c 5735? I ,ai . i F I ix ' ' U MARY Lirwib I4 The glorious day for which we have hoped and prayed, has come. We had dreamed of the day. Yet when it came it swept us oif our feet. It raised us to heights of joy of which it was impos- sible to conceive. It effaced everything else from our minds. It overpowered us. Though every day is now one of Thanksgiving, this Thanks- giving Day will be a holy day, for our prayers will rise many mil- lion strong, and Sandalphon will be crowned with garlands, he Who gathers our prayers as he stands, And they change into Howers in his hands, Into garlands of purple and red. This great gladness will be with us again on that frosty night in December when merry bells will ring out Peace on Earth, good will to Men . Egotistical though it may seem, THE OVVL deems it necessary to devote this space to himself. He thinks it fitting to state a few facts concerning his well-being during the past months. He isg in a way, nigh unto death with starvation. The number of his friends and supporters, once so large, has diminished in a startling degree. Left without funds to pay debts incurred last term, he has been obliged to use the money originally designed to carry him through this year. Despite frequent and urgent appeals for advertisements and subscriptions, he has met with very feeble response. He is' at a loss to know what to do. The weight of debt is bearing steadily down upon him. THE OVV L is bowed down with shame. Since THE OVVL exists by, and for, you, the students of the Wadleigh. High School, your lack of interest seems to indicate that you no longer desire the publication. So far as we can see, there are only two reasons for this attitude: either THE OWL is no longer interesting and therefore not deserving of support, or else the demands made on you from all quarters prevent you from subscribing to your school paper. If the former is the correct answer, the blame rests entirely upon your own shouldersf Sure- THE OWL' X 37 ly among so many students, there are people of ability to write clever stories and poems and to draw original pictures and car- toons. Again, though we realize that you are repeatedly requested to subscribe to many worthy causes and to save your money to buy Stamps and Bonds, we feel, that it is unfair to make THE OWL bear the burden of your other activities. ' Be that as it may, one fact' remains. This condition of things cannot continue indefinitely. Something must be done. Will you support THE OVVL, or shall it be discontinued? Ponder on this. We're a rather thick-headed race, we mortals. Though we're in the midst of danger, it takes a blow on the head to rouse us and make us take notice of our surroundings. So it is that we have gone about, cheerfully coughing and sneezing, giving little thought so tar as we have been concerned and less so far as our neighbors have been concerned. But the inevitable jolt has come in the form of the Spanish influenza epidemic, and now we begin to realize the dangers connected with a cold. It seems a pity that the hordes of people who flocked to .see that charming fantasy, The Blue Bird , did not see the truth of the statement that Cold-in-the-Head is the most. Hours ishing of the disease pests. But that would be asking too much, for it is the common belief that the theatre is a place of amusement and, therefore, not one where knowledge may be gained. Nevertheless. Maeterlinck was right, A cold, if neglected, will spread to the throat and chest, making its way rapidly to the lungs. Having once reached its destination, it will stop at nothing. Now that we are fully cognizant of the seriousness of a cold, shall we use every means possible for preventing and curing it, or shall we follow the example of some of our schoolmates who. though repeatedly requested by Dr. Rowe not to use the drinking fountains unless they were in good working order, persisted in do- ing so, even when it. was necessary to put their lips directly on the fountain? Let us hope that we shall learn our lesson! ' s 38 THE OWL Aa .W- fu .1 I vt N V w m,Fi N I-' fx X 5 ,f . i2PffsW3r 'F wwW1wff'A H a1f1umm h' 'm'f MW X . w-X hlhxlh tW, v'f, -f .J f ,, ' ,' fl' 4 V ulImml mI,I',1gpl11ffrEf'ff'M'Mfg'W4,W f' - 5 ,Q A X IIlUH5 L,NxNSEXxxl'-' Y f Z uf i kj X 1, , f 5 I I K v 9 h a I, r ,X 1 Mxf+ ?1ff1 M Ln 'f f W lm' lim!! 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Before jack had enlisted as an Aviaton andf the girls had 'joined the Motor Corps, the Stane- ly home had always been full of young folks, and always Grandma Stanely had been in demand. Now on this evening Grand-ma was in her element. it was only the second time since Jack had gone to camp in May that she had had them all at home together. As for the two foreign soldiers, she was charmed with them. She smiled rather wistfully as she listened to Dot, whose pretty, young face was all alight while she chatted volubly in French with the tall, handsome soldier in the blue uniform who seemed to find this little American interesting. Then suddenly Grandma's expression changed from wistfulness to laughter, for her second grand-daughter- Molly the Modern, the boys called her-was embarked upon herfavorite topicg namely, Woman Suffrage. At first the Englishman beside her only listened smilinglyg but the- longer he listened, the more he felt called upon to argue, and in the end he was secretly pleased to find that his arguments had been refuted. At last Grandma led the way into the music room, for Jack declared that they must all hear Lieutenant Verisau, who was known to be an accomplished musician. But Fate frowned upon the god of music. Lieutenant Verisau was still in the midst of an animated conversation with Dot when suddenly his eye fell upon a life-sized portrait hung directly over the piano in the center of the room. He stood perfectly still and uttered a low exclamation, thus attracting the attention of the entire party. After a long moment Grandma inquired' as to the cause of his astonishment. Pointing to the portrait of a French soldier of another day, the French soldier of to-day explained in a confused jumble of French and English, that at home, in his cousin'5 salon in Paris, there was an old family portrait of a young girl who was the counterpart of this soldier. 40 THE OWL Grandma was Hushed with excitement, and Jack and the girls smiled knowingly, for they understood, but Lieutenant Verisau looked more mystified than ever. And so it was that Mr. Stanely, coming in from an important business meeting an hour later, found Grandma seated in the center of the room, while the young people listened eagerly to the story that had been told to Grandma many, many times. The story began before the days of the American Revolution, when Grandma's own great-grand-daughter came as a child from the old home in England to the new home in America. At the time of the Revolution she had grown from childhood to womanhood, out she was now unhappy, for her father, a staunch Tory, wished her to marry an Englishman, a man who had come over on General Gage's staff. The daughter, reared in the new world and imbued with its spirit, had recently, at the home of a friend, met a young Frenchman who had gained favor in the girl's eyes. From her French suitor she had learned that he had a twin sister, who had been married just before he left France. Ar this point in the story Lieutenant Verisau interrupted Grandma to say, Ah, yes! Now I understand. It is her portrait that hangs in my cousin Marie's salon. Grandma nodded and went on. VVell, after the Revolution she escaped across the sea with the man of her choice, but later she was forgiven, and she returned with her husband to America. That is the .end of the story with relation to the past, buti as tor tne future, the glorious friendship of France, England and America has just begun. 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These were found to have been the result of insidious pro-German propaganda. In spite of all precautions, it was discovered that no less than three examiners in the testing department were in direct communication with agents of the enemy. Now, finally, the officials felt that they were rid of' all traitors. Yet in the background of john Benson's mind was the in- stinct to keep watch on Adolph Braun. Adolph Braun had charge of the assembling room. He' was apparently a loyal cit- izen Q at any ratel he was always loud in his declarations of patriot- ism and assertive in his statements of what he hoped our country would accomplish. To John's mind he was a little too loud 3 john felt that true loyalty did not require such protestations. As a re- sult, Benson ld-ecided that Braun would bear watching. Then, as the forces of the company had to be increased, it had become necessary to employ women, and that day they had em- ployed fifty new women for the assembling room. John was troub- led. for again there was the danger of important information leak- ing out, and Benson felt this danger most keenly. As usual, therefore, Benson came home full of his work and its responsibilities. He went to his room, locked the door, moved his trunk and from under the carpet took some papers. boon ne was absorbed in planning a new device to- simplify their machine. Should this prove a. success, it would be of invaluable help to the Government. Nobody knew that he was working on this project. This was his secret. Therefore he was startled and a little fearful when he heard a faint' tap, tap at the door. He stopped and listened, not be- lieving that he had heard aright, for during the year that he had been working forl the company he had devoted himself tor his work, THE OWL 43 not even entering into the little social life of the boarding house which he called home. But again it came-a faint tap, tap at the door. Quickly gathering his plans and slipping them under his pillow, he unlocked and opened the door. There stood an extremely pretty girl, as .even john noticed, though he had long forgotten the existence of girls. She mysteriously put her fingers to her lips and slipped past him into the room. She motioned him to close and lock the door. Then from her bosom she drew forth a letter and handed it to Benson. It was addressed to J, Benson, 12 VVash- ington Square North, and it was postmarked Scarsdale. The letter had been opened, and the girl gave this explana- tion :- My name is Jane Ransom. Three months ago I came to this city from Scarsdale. My people live there on a farm, and I taught in the village school. All year I have been studying stenog- raphy and type-writing, because I felt I could be doing better ser- vice to my country in this city.. I am employed at the headquarters of the 'VVomen's Municipal League for National Service'. This morning when I left the house Mrs. jones handed me this letter with my mail. After reading it I realized it was not for me. I immediately returned home and asked the maid for the names of the men who are living in this house. Upon hearing your name I realized this letter belonged to you. I found that you had this room next to mine and that you usually returned home about seven o'clock. and this evening I waited till all was quiet to deliver the letter to you. Please read it now. john opened the letter and read :- Dear Friend: Please believe what I am going to tell you. Mr. Braun is not your friend and not a friend to this country. It is by accident that I heard him talking in the little room back of the saloon. He is trying to steal your plans. Next week Braun will get his girl to come for a job at the office at Scarsdale. She is going to tell him when to try and open the safe. I will try and find out more and let you know. ' From a Friend. john looked up in astonishment. It is indeed- fortunate for me that this letter fell into loyal hands. This information will give me an opportunity to foil Braun'siplans. I must immediately find some intelligent and capable girl who can be placed in the oHice. VVhy not let me be that girl? cried Jane eagerly. I live in Scarsdale and it will cause no suspicion if I apply for work in the 44 THE OWL factory. I have proved to you that I am earnest and loyal. Let me help you. john listened goberly, All that Jane said was true. She seemed a real godsend at this time, and john decided to accept her services. So he told her what the conditions were and explained to her that the duplicates of- all plans were kept at the oflice in Scarsdale. He knew he would be informed of any new developments in the plot that was hatching. He realized that if he' could catch -the Germans who were at the root of this scheme it would do much toward put- ting an end to enemy plots. He knew that Braun was sufficiently interested in beautiful women to give employment to so good look- ing a girl as Jane Ransom. Without explaining this to Miss Ran- som he gave her her orders. She was to proceed to her home in Scarsdale, and the following week she was to apply to Braun at his office for a position as stenographer and typewriter. Any infor- mation that she could obtain she was to mail to Benson at his home address. She was to keep her roon1 at the boarding-house and to report there to Benson once a Week. The next morning John went to work reassured by the thought that he could now keep an eye on any new deviltry set afoot by Braun. He knew that if the spies were trying to obtain the dupli- cate plans they also would be making an effort to secure the orig- inals, which were kept in the New York office. Feeling that the plans would be more secure in his own keeping, he took them from the safe and placed blank papers in the sealed envelopes which he left in the safe. XVhen he arrived at the works the next day, all was confusion. Fire engines were rumbling past, and as he looked up at his ollice he saw that it was in flames. In about half an hour the fire was out. Already the police were trying to discover the cause of the fire. It had begun in the basement where it was thought that some careless employee had thrown a match among some oily rags. john went to his office and opened the safe. It was empty! Now everything was clear to him. The fire had been started, not by a careless employee but by one who was hired by German spiesg he hoped that in the confusion he might steal the plans John realized now that he would have to act quickly. The spies would know they were being guarded against. They would, no doubt, redoubles their efforts to obtain the plans and probably would now make the Scars-- dale factory their point of attack. Meanwhile at Scarsdale everything had gone smoothly. jane THE OWL 45 had applied for work at the factory, and as John had anticipated, Braun had immediately employed her. jane appeared the next day, ready for work. At lunch time she went to the lunch-room set apart for the use of the girls. The leader among the girls was a Mary Smith, a girl whose countenance was typically German., She had a full face, high color, light blue eyes and flaxen hair. On the whole she was a handsome young woman. Jane entered the lunch-room, and with a pleasant greeting to the girls, opened her lunch box, but she saw that Mary Smith was displeased. With a pointed glance at Jane, Mary remarked that it wasn't any use for anybody to look for a job in the ofiice and ex- pect much from the Boss, for she CMaryj knew the girl who was going to get the Boss. Since this was spoken with a triumphant toss of her head and with a smile, and since Braun was the man in charge of the factory, neither the girls nor jane had any doubt as to her meaning. jane, who did 'not intend to cultivate any personal enmities, took no notice of Mary's remark, but explained that she had sought this position because her young man would not allow her to look for work in New York. This seemed to satisfy tue Smith girl, who now felt that she need fear no rivalry from Jane. Several uneventful weeks passed. Jane could find no evidence of any plans inimical to her country's interest, but she did notice that Mary Smith always entered the office whenever Jane and Braun were there alone. on these occasions she would ask some question of Braun, and when he answered it quickly and unmistakably ushered her to the door, she would look angrily at Jane and with- draw. Relations with Braun began to be rather unpleasant. Late one afternoon, after a disagreeable interview with him, jane went over to the little window, set in the wall above the wash- basin and covered with a dimity curtain, She found that she was looking on an enclosure which was' not visible from the outside or the inside of the building. A gang of men were workingrthere, ap- parently tunneling a passage underl thel building, and yet the whistle had blown and the workmen had gone home half an hour before this. Now she understood why, although ears and eyes had been alert throughout the day, she had seen and heard nothing to alarm her, lt was now evident that Braun had been in the habit of returning to the factory after hours and directing the work of these men. But now that she had made this discovery, how was she to find out more. She decided 'there and then that. in spite of her dislike 46 THE OIWL for Braun, she would pretend to encourage him and would see whether he would let fall any intimation of his plans. Leaving the window just as she had found it, she went to the office and put on her hat and coat. When Braun came in a moment later, she greeted him pleasantly. Braun seemed to think that this indicated jane's readiness to be friendly, and before she had time' to reanze his in- tentions, he put his arms around her and attempted to kiss her. Jane put her hands on his shoulders to push him away, and just then the door was Hung open and there on the threshold stood Mary Smith. A She glared at them in speechless rage for a moment, and then pointing at them said, So! You thought to trick me. But I have good friends who have been watching you. You -pointing to Jane - you talk about- your lover and here you make love to my man! Ach! Never mind! I will show you yet something. Then turning to Braun, she continued, Aber you! you fooled me fine, und me, fool that I was, I believed every word that you did speak to me. But now, now I know, I giff you back your job und me-I go ! And she was gone. That girl must be out of her mind. I never gave her any occasion to think I cared for her, Braun protested. You know I love you, and you alone. Soon I will be rich, and then we will go far away from here. Oh, take me home! Jane pleaded. I am not well. 'That's right, sweetheart, said Braun, We will leave every- thing until tomorrow gt then we will decide what to do, and he escorted her to her home, urging her not to worry and to take a good, long rest. He begged her not to come to the office in the morning unless she felt perfectly able. Jane thanked him for this, for she must immediately try to com- municate with Benson. No sooner had he gone than, taking pre- caution to cover her face with a heavy veil, she started for the rail- way station. Luckily the New York train was due very shortly, so there was small danger of Braun or any of his helpers recognizing her. When she arrived at 12 Washington Square, she was just in time, for Mr. Benson was on the point of going out. How did you know P he greeted her. You might have waited for us at Scars- dale. - Why, what have you found out, Mrq Benson ? Everything, answered john, but I cannot tell you now. I TFTE owL 47 am to meet a force of secret service men at the station in forty minutes. We are going up to Scarsdale. Get ready to accompany us. I will tell you all on the way. Benson was so eager to tell his tale that it did not occur to him that jane's being in New York must mean some news of impor- tance, and' Jane said nothing, being too anxious to know what had happened in New York. Well, said John, this evening as the president and I were preparing to leave the office at six o'clock, there came a long distance 'phone call from Scarsdale, asking us to wait, as the person speaking had important news for us. We consented to wait until seven o'clock. At seven o'clock a tall, handsome woman came into the office. Her name, she told us, was Minnie Schmidt. She confessed that she was a confederate of Count Von Braunheim, who had been interested in the Krupp factories in Essen. He had' been sent here to discover and, if possible, to destroy any plans for inventions that would prove formidable in war times. He had chosen the VV. B. Motor Co. because he had heard that they had plans on foot for perfecting their motors and increasing their efiiciency. The' spies in his employ had made an attempt to get hold of these plans at the time of the incendiary tire. When that was unsuccessful it was decided to make an elaborate attempt to obtain the duplicate plans at Scarsdale and destroy the factory at the same time. The attempt had been set for two A. M. this very night. A tunnel had been built beneath the factory: the watchmen were to be assassinatedg the safe was to be broken open, and the factory dynamited., Min- nie Schmidt has been promised that she will not be harmed, and she is willing to be interned for the period of the war. She will lead the men to the scene of action. The car was entirely filled with secret service men. and John drew Jane to the forward end, where a heavily veiled woman was seated. She glanced at jane, and then she threw herveil back. jane stopped short in utter astonishment, for it was Mary Smith. At the same time Mary Smith, seeing something familiar in .Tane's appearance, turned to John and said, Mr. Benson, who is this woman ? john, misunderstanding her growing excitement, said. Don't be alarmed. Miss Schmidt. This is Miss Ransom. She has been working for us at the factory. Miss Ransom! screamed Miss Schmidt: and then she re- lapsed into the German dialect: Mein Gott! VVhat iss it I haf 48 ,THE owL done? In is to get revenge on her and him that I haf told you all. Ach! Und she, the little snake, iss fooling him, too. Now, do with me what you will. I will tell you no more. Alarmed at her growing violence, John motioned one ot the secret service -men'to come near and handcuif her, lest she should make an attempt to escape and thus prevent the successful ter- mination of the night'5 work. Then they sat down to discuss what they were to do with this new turn of events. How are we going to trap them without her to guide us ? asked one of the force. Why, said jane, that is very simple. L have had no oppor- tunity to tell Mr. Benson what I came to New York to report. I did not know the work was being planned for to-night, but I have discovered the position of the tunnel and can lead you to it. That, then, solves our problem, said John. Everything has fallen out very fortunately for us. ' And so it proved. On reaching Scarsdale they went to the factory and surrounded it. Jane led them to the closet, and by mean5'of a rope ladder they entered the inclosure which led to the tunnel. There they found the entire gang listening tovfinal in- structions from Braun. The dynamite having been set very near to them, the plotters decided that itiwas wiser to come out carefully rather than risk having a revolver discharged in their midst. And thus quietly was one of the most dangerous gangs of German spies captured, and thus was the plot of the master spy, Count von Braunheim, foiled through hate . MAUDE ELISE REMEY, . The Scribes. rf' A 'X we THE OWL THE BOLSHEVIKS One scarce can enter Wadleigh's walls Or walk within her stately halls Without encountering those freaks Who best are termed the Bolsheviks. The greeting that awaits one then Surpasses power of tongue or peng But if one met the savage Hun, i With bomb and bayonet and gun, He'd seem a no more hostile foe Than Wadleigh's Bolsheviks can show. Their tresses are of tawny hue, Adorned with knobs and ringlets toog Their skirts the length of Scotchmerfs kilts They perch atop their lofty stilts Andg vent their shrieks upon the air, Which warn the passer to beware. Their faces speak of winter snows- At least the part we call the nose- And call to mind the painted clown Of cap and bells and chequered gown. And now their habits be my song- To leave them out a grievous wrong! Most oft one views their maddening haste In moments far too dear to waste. It seems the ringing of a bell Incites them to rush on pell-mellg Thoughtless alike of friend or foe, They care not how nor where they go. The elevator gets its share, And more, of all the wear and tear. They push and pull and crush and cram Until the hard-worked door goes slam. ' And then they shout with fiendish might- Which seems to be their chief delight- Until they reach the topmost floor And ope again that hard-worked door. THE OWL . No rules are there they must obeyg They go their wild and wilful way. At lunch you see them at their prime: 'They crowd and shove and snatch and clirnbg They toss their food high in the air, Or throw it at the teacher's chair. They chatter like the caged ape, Or grin and impolitely gape At times' when there should be no sound Of any kind a-going round. Or when you would your lessons learn You can spy at every turn Some poor soul with spirit meek Helping out a Bolshevik. And much more yet could I reveal But hesitate to show such zeal. I trust the Bolsheviks will heed And take the counsel they so need. V IVIYRTLE HEMSTREET HERE AND THERE IN WADLEIGH Did you ever - have an attack of cutitis when it came to the period you liked the least? have your face unexpectedly washed when drinking from one of our fountains? receive sarcasm from some member of the Faculty? know the second bell to ring just as you were about to bluff an unprepared lesson? hear an invented excuse for lateness that sounded right? realize that the elevator is usually the happy hunting ground of the VVadleigh Bolsheviki? unexpectedly discover the presence of the teacher whose peculiarities you had just been discussing with a friend? get caught going up the wrong stairway? suspect that there MIGHT be someone in the world who knew more than you? I MAY GALLAHER, Scnrmzs T H E O W L Sl THE SIX LOVE LETTERS Nlvy HAT! thundered Mr. La Porte, Young woman, do you V dare to correspond with this fellow after I have forbidden 4 you to? and he banged his fist on the breakfast table. raw., - - .,, . Are there any more of these letters ? y . Dolly could not answer, No, and dared not say, Yes 3 so she burst into tears. A 1 ' Bring them to me immediately! the angry father demanded, as if Dolly had answered himg for she reallyhad. 'Dolly obeyed. Please don't be too harsh with her, dear, Mrs. La Porte said coaxingly as she came behind her enraged husband's chair and put her hand on his shoulder, He is a nice young. man, and after all it is really your fault. Then, hearing Dolly coming, Mrsf. La Porte sank weakly into her chair. Lock these up for me till I return. I will read them then. He handed the six letters, neatly tied with blue ribbon, to his wife and then left the house. A few moments later after Dolly, sobbing and trembling, had left for school, Mrs. La Porte went up to her room. Nervously she opened her desk and from one of the pigeon-holes took out a pile of letters, also tied with blue ribbon, but written twenty years earlier. Six of these she took and tied with the ribbon that had bound together the other little white letters. ' That evening at dinner Mr. La Porte prepared to read the letters. Pale, trembling, sobbing, Dolly watched himf Mrs. La Porte said nothing. 'Can't live without you! ! !' Bosh! 'From the first moment I adored you l' Nonsense l Mr. La Porte stormed, taking up the next -letter. VVhat! ! I'l1- - -I'll. murder him! ! Elope, will you? James, get the auto. I'll see about this. And you, young lady, I'll send you to a convent ! and he got up to go to the door. But, father, Dolly feebly protested, I don't remember any- thing about that. Let me see the letters. Why, this isn't from Bill-upon my word it isn't, and it's dated twenty years back. And, besides, Bill's name isn't Ted. Mother's name is Dolly, too, you know. A - Mrs. La Porte put her arm around her husband'-s neck asfshe sat on the arm of his chair. Q . . Q - - 'How did this happen ? Mr. La Porte asked in a puzzled voicet ' y You see, dear, Dolly Senior explained, I thought you might 52 THE OWL ' have forgotten how you first fell in love with me. Young people must have romance you know. And we've been very happy, haven't we P Mr. La Porte couldn't deny that. So in a short time Mr. La Porte proudly gave his daughter away to her young lover. ALICE voN ROEDER. A STORY ABOUT STORIES TRUMPET sounded, two great gates were slowly opened K, .yy li by two liveried guards, and the gallant knight, Ivanhoe, il dashed from within. His highly polished armor sparkled in the dazzling morning sun, and the,white plume on the top of his helmet tossed again in the breeze. He was going forth that morning to fight Hin single combat for the hand of the lovely Lady Macbeth, for whom all the gallants of the country would gladly have fought and died. Toward noon, while he was riding along the Oregon Trail, his horse suddenly stopped and reared. The knight looked about to see what the trouble was. Directly in front of the horse stood a little old man with a long, White beard and claw-like hands. A Behold! who dares to interrupt my journey ? cried the knight angrily, as he boldly looked at this queer specimen in brown breeches and a ragged blue blouse. I want food and drink, replied the Ancient Mariner in a high- pitched, far-off voice. Alight, my son, and break bread with me, and I will tell you the story of the wonderful Vision of Sir Launfal and also a Tale of Two Cities. The warrior reluctantly dismounted from his horse, and taking some bread and wine from his pouch, he sat down on a rock and generously shared it with his new acquaintance. When the old fellow had eaten and drunk until his blue, shrivelled lips turned red again and a sparkle came into his keen eyes, he leaned on his crook and launched into his promised story. i One day, he began, the brave knight of whom I said .l would tell you, had a day dream. He dreamt that' while he was taking many Travels with a Donkey on an Inland Voyage he met a Merchant of Venice. The merchant's name was Silas Marner. He had with him a big trumpet which he presented to the knight. 'If you will blow this trumpet three times and will read aloud THE OWL 53 the names written on it, all the persons here mentioned will appear. As long as you own the trumpet they will be your slaves and must do your bidding. You may ask for anything you wish, and they will make it come true? , - Quite an Odyssey, isn't it? remarked the old sailor, inter- rupting himself. You mean quite an oddity, don't you P prompted his auditor. I mean what I say ! snapped the old Salt. Oh, well, As you Like It, said the warrior, shrugging his shoulders. But please go on with your story-what happened next ? Well, continued the mariner, then the merchant went away. When the knight was left alone he thought of the biggest thing he could ask for. 'I know, he exclaimed at last. 'I'll ask them to spare the Life of Johnson !' ' And so, putting the trumpet to his lips, he blew three mighty blasts. Then he turned it side-ways and read aloud, 'L'Allegro! Il Penseroso! Comus! Lycidus !' As he spoke a laughing Oriental beauty, a demure little nun, a spectacled fellow with a long black gown and a three-cornered hat, and all the others named on the trumpet appeared as their names were called, and salaamed at the knight's feet. just as th ------ Suddenly the old sailor was interrupted in his story by the sound of dashing hoofs. The knight sprang to his feet with his hand on his sword. just then a warrior thundered past. Thrown across the saddle in front of him, was the body of a woman. The knight realized, but too late, that the man on horse- back was Sir Roger De Coverley, his rival for the hand of the Lady, and that the feminine form was that of the worshiped Lady. Julius Caes-er! he cried in despair. Suddenly the truth dawned upon him. You have detained me purposely ! he cried, springing at the old man's throat. D- --don't, don't choke me! gasped the old fellow. I- - -It wasn't my fault. That villain promised me a Golden Treasury if I would meet you here and detain you until he stole the maiden. The coward ! muttered the knight between his teeth, and throwing himself on his horse, he rode away in a white fury, in search of his lost prize. JULIA APPEL12. 'FF X 54 THE-OWL THE AVENUE OF THE ALLIES NE Saturday morning during the Liberty Loan drive, 'I took a 'bus down Riverside. There was a heavy fog over 53.62 the river, and it was impossible to see the other shore. A few warships and some other large vessels, camouflaged to look like freak zebras, appeared faintly in the grayness which showed the true value of their war-paint. Most of the benches were deserted, although a few hardy youngsters were about, and once in a while a pair on horseback cantered by. i Broadway appeared bustling and cheery, just as it always is, but when we tumed into Fifth Avenue, we saw that all was differ- ent. The traffic was not unusual: the big clumsy 'buses gliding along with surprising ease, the luxurious limousines purring on fat tiresg the roadsters in vivid yellows, and reds, and blues, the victorias with their haughty, silk-hatted driversg the just plain automobiles 3 the 'occasional army truck or ambulanceg the anxious pedestrians waiting on either side for the shrill whistle ofthe policel man to stop the constant line of vehicles, the scurrying, good- -natured crowd on the side-walk in an everchanging mass of color. ' But above all this was the difference-flags, flags, flagsg flags of every colorj the flags of every allied nation, fluttering and wav- ing and making this the fairest avenue in the world! The red and yellow and black of Belgium, the glorious colors of France, the blue andiwhite of lGuatemala, the red and white ands green of Italy, the red of Poland with its 'magnificent eagle,-all were there together with the' flaming banner of the Liberty Ioan, bearing the inscription, 'Buy Bonds. But above them all, the fairest of the fair, floated Qld Glory. ' ' Farther down the avenue, the stately gray spires of St. Patrik:k's Cathedral rose above the' nnilti-colored flags of every true-hearted nation, which, flying on white poles across the front of the building, made a picture not soon tor be forgotten. ' ' I No window was without its Liberty Loan poster, no. matter how much the gorgeous display behind was hidden. Indeed, many of the windows were giveniover entirely to the paintingsand sculp- ture of the various artists, thus making 'the Avenue of the Allies an nairt gallery. i 1 f ' ii A F ' ' ' A i One poster in its' very simplicity struck home harder than many another of more complicated thought. On the grini,'gray battle- field lay one still' figure silhouetted against the dim light of the dawn. is l THE OWL 55 No flaming glory was about. It made one think of the boys who pay all alone with no one to know. A wonderful painting is t'The Trail of the Hun . A peasant home has been wrecked. The furniture is overturned, the dishes lie in brilliantly colored fragments on the' dull floor. The fire, still burns merrily on the gray-blue hearth, but in front there lies a.'dead girl, her white bodice stained with blood, her reddish hair streaming over the floor. I I A grim, impressive figure is a statue representing The Spirit of Christianity Crushing Autocracyf' An indistinct, veiled figure sits with an air of repose, while in its hands a Prussian helmet is being slowly crushed. The block of smooth polished stone seems to contain not violent force, but an easy strength. Although the face appears hidden by the veil, a phantom visage gleams out. It is wonderful how a street can be changed by a few flags and paintings, but it is not they that have changed itg it is the spirit of it all,-the spirit which declares that might shall not rule the world. ELEANOR OSBORNE. ' MY LIFE SONG Oh, I am living, loving. living! Truly living! I love to do my bit of work, and working. love to pause, T0 win a camerado free from any flaws. A diamond gleams in each of us: a lightning flash of mine Attracts a'wandering flash of thine,-the dazzling rays combine, And lol the light of friendship shines and gleams 'twixt thee and nie. I love the sun, the moon, the stars,-the earth, the sky, the sea,- And the million things that make this world a treasureehouse to me. 'Midst other loves stern study stands, with lingers on the key. Wlien brain and body grumble, work-a-weary for a time, Up to my observation tower of thought I love to climb, . To see my life. my work,-my all, to a wee, gray patch diminished, 'Midst inyriads of patches on a wondrous quilt uniinished. And loving this broad plan of things, I adore the Planner more! Then back at my patch, away I stitch, heart lighter than before. Oh, that is living, loving, living! Truly living! CLARA SPENCER 56 '1 :IIE Q aes, --5 nie X 0 E3 'f 1 lf? J . Sf ,. ,Ln XE u.: -5 5 I .,.x wh 3-' ctw EA x X Q 'HN 'fi lr' 1 ' E 5 , - C7 A 5 'UQ 5 u-j ,E . L -Egg , . U 4'-. V h 5 .J 5 X Q ' LSE Q lsxw F-4,-,-3 Li gg -FKF ' : ,,,.-- I- 3 E255 'Nfl' E' 5 E 17 E V H if v E J .n 411 fi E LM Ei ' C '53 E M- Q H , .1 5 -1 W ' f f i Km X E 2 Z -J E :qv f 2 . S ' gy 25,5 as '35 -2 Q1 Y- f M5125-A 'X A E 2 5 2 2. E s' s g .4 ' ' E 9 I P ,, E ,reg 5 1 -I f T H E 0 W L 57 TWO LETTERS Somewhere in France, Sometime in May. Dear Fido, I am writing this letter for the sole purpose of teaching you to know your place and not to put on airs before your betters. You, being only a. little white poodle with nothing to do but wear a pink bow, do not know, perhaps, that I, who always said I would do something of importance in the world, am somewhere In France, fighting for Uncle Sam. How I pity you, who in your ignorance do not know what that means ywho cannot feel the thrill and inspira- tion of that phrase, fighting for Uncle Sam ! I have been here three weeks now, and belong to the noble order of The Red Cross Dogs in France. Our emblem is a red cross on a white band, and if you could1see the respect with which people treat us, you would hide your head and be heartily ashamed of your sign of futility, a pink bow! After you have read this little account of our doings I think that you will agree with me that no war will henceforth be successfully waged without us and that we, are one of the reasons why Kaiser Bill is beginning to rue the day that he determined to force his beastly Kultur upon the world. When Uncle Sam declared war on Germany I felt that it was time I paid my debt of loyalty to that glorious Uncle Being only a dog, however, my problem was how to do my bit, Rack my brains as I would, I could think of no plausible schemeg but one day I met a man, who, fortunately for me, and perhaps a little fortunately for the U. S. A., enrolled me as a member of that order in which Cif I do say it as shouldn'tj I was to play quite an impor- tant pm. For the next few weeks, we were drilled and fed and drilled againg and then we embarked on a large steamer which, after an uneventful voyage, landed us in-France. I can't give the names of places, as my correspondence is very strictly censored, and this would never pass the board if I did. At last we were in No-man's- land, and our work began in earnest. I am called at dawn, and after a hasty bite, I receive my water- bottles and off I go for the day. I hunt around on the battle-field until I find a wounded man. I never have to search long, for, goodness knows, there are plenty! Fido, I tell you the sights are 58 THE OWL awful, and your poor little' heart would turn very sick at some or them, but-well, it's all in the' day's work,--the noise, the dirt, the blood, the heaps of nondescript parts of bodies, and the danger. Many times I have felt discouraged, but I have little time to brood, as there is always more work to be done. VVell, after I have found a man, I first see whether there is still life, and if there is I race off post-haste to the Red-Cross Station with his cap. I soon return with a doctor and stretcher-bearers m tow. Then the man is taken to the hospital, where he stands a fair chance of'coming out all right. The pleasantest part of my day then comes. I follow the stretcher to the hospital, and there I see the man emerge from his dirty, blood-stained condition. His wounds are bathed and dressed g he is fed Cand I sometimes share his foodj. If he is well enough he gets tobacco. With the first puii' of his cigarette the soldier becomes a new man, and a smile spreads over his battered visage. ' However, I cannot spend much time here, for I must 'be off in search of another unfortunate who must be made fortunate. Out I go once more into the noise, the dirt and the bloodshed. I must say good-bye now, but I will write soon again. Your sincere friend, Mutt of the Red-Cross Dogs. -A New York Hotel, New York, July 7, 1918. Dear Mutt, I have read your letter, and it fills me with great discon- tent. How wonderful it would be to do as you are doing! How wonderful to get one bite out of one Fritzy ! But alas, I can only stay at home, a slacker against my will, and wear-a pink bow! But I do help the ladies knit by picking up their wool when they drop it. Please bark at the Kaiser once for me, won't you? Yours enviously, Fido--of the Pink Bow ! ! Helen Goldin, ,ffflli ..-il',m'lj - W , N , XS I 0' i4 THE OWL 59 A ROUMANIAN GIRL SCOUT QA True Storyj N Wadleigh we see many girls in khaki, American Girl I Scouts. None of these have been needed in active service, but in some of the countries of war-stricken Europe, boys and girls have been called to the colors. This was how a scout got her chance in Roumania. I Roumania was in the war. Her army was like a toy compared with that of the invading Germans. The allies of the VV est had the foe at their door too, and could send very little aid to Roumania, who thus was forced to utilize all her man-power. One plan adopted was to send to the front all men who were being used in the rear lines, and then to send the boyiand girl scouts to the hospitals and least dangerous, places. This was Maria's opportunity. She was sixteen years old in years, but was much older in ability. She had no mother, and she had recently lost her father and two brothers in the war. Her youngest brother was about to be moved to the front line, and he was now all she had. For some time her one thought had been an attempt to devise some scheme that would bring her near her brother. The chance came at the next scout-meeting. The scout-master had orders to get volunteers for field-hospital service. Maria was the first to volunteer. She was soon sent to a hospital not far from her brother's regiment. f ,Ten days passed, and Roumania was gaining. On the tenth day, however, the weakened Roumanian army was well-nigh slaughtered by the reinforced Germans. Maria's brother was brought to the hospital, mortally wounded. She was permitted to be alone with him and, to hear his last words, which were, Maria, good-bye. I have given all for Roumaniaf' Half-crazed with grief, Maria tore off her brother's blood-stained uniform and helmet, and donned them. Stealthily she slipped out of the hospital and went on till she reach- ed the battle-field. Here, with wild enthusiasm, she took her part in the thick of the battle. For a few days she was not missed, for a number of scouts had been called to another hospital, and it was thought that she had joined them. Sometime later the 'Roumanian army was forced to surrender. Then the Germans, discovering that Maria was a young girl, gave her into the custody of a German, to be taken through a forest to a prison. Maria was desperate. As a prisoner, she would be worth- 1 60 THE OWL less to her country. While she was being conducted through the for- est, with one quick action she pulled out a hidden revolver and shot her captorl Then, with superhuman speed, she ran back to the battle-field, now silent and strewn with dead. Though this was the most dreadful scene that she had encountered in her young life, she had 'no time for reflection. She thought only of reaching the nearest Roumanian village. After running, creeping and hiding behind anything-even dead bodies--she finally reached a village and friends. In the little village Maria was tended with the greatest care. Everybody wanted to do something for the little heroine. The story of her bravery spread quickly. The Queen of Roumania compli- mented her. l Although Maria realized the need of rest for body and mind after such an experience, she wanted to gg back to the battlefield and do something more for Roumania. His Majesty was accepting men and boys of all ages, and Maria wanted to enlist. At last her scout- master interviewed the king and procured for her a lieutenancy in the regular army! One cannot imagine her joy in the opportunity now given to her for real war-service. No thought of self came to her mind. She was truly answering the call, and was proving her- self worthy of the father and brothers who had answered it with their lives. Maria now practiced what she had l-earned in her scout work before the war. On the battle-field she did all that she could to :make herself a fit lieutenant. After a little while her soldiers learn- ed to rally around her and to light with a zeal that no other officer had inspired in them. . Thus four months passed. At last, in one very fierce battle, with the men falling on all sides, Maria was leading through the thick of the fight. Suddenly, with the cry on her lips, Rally once more, my soldiers l she fell-pierced to the heart by a German bullet! The Queen of Roumania personally decorated her with a gold medal,-the only one of its kind that has been presented to a 'girl scout in any country of the world. IRENE SHLIVEK. THE OWL 61 IF If Virgi1's hero were today In France, what do you think he'd say? When he heard the cannon's thunder Would he kill a bull, I wonder? And raise his palms to Jove on high, And from his heart give-forth a sigh? Would he go to Dad Anchises, To interpret these strange crises? Or would he call aid from above, And have a talk with mother Love ? He would hear: My son, set sail, Soon will blow a favoring gale. When he set sail across the blue And a U-Boat met his view, VVould he worship the Strange pest, Thinking power of prayer to test? If once more he beached his crew, Pray, what would Aeneas do, When the air was filled with gas? Perhaps he'd groan, Alas! Alas ! But while resting on the sand, If he heard a Yankee band, He would raise his hands and shout: Now there is no time to pout! Now's the time to up and work, And nohtime for you who shirk. Come, my friends fhe'd mean his crewj, Hail the Red, the VVhite and Blue! For 'twould not be in this fight, If the cause were not just right. ELMA . HERZ M Sandy had retumed to his native Scotch village after a visit to London. When some one asked him what he thought of the great city, he said, It's a grand place, but the folks there aren't honest. How is that? asked his friend. VVell, I bought a box of pins labeled 'a thousand for a penny', and coming home in the train, I counted them and I found they were seventeen short. -Ex. ' 62 ' THE owL TQ THE JO-URNEY'S END 591513 f UST an hour more, and the train would reach its destina- tion. The occupants of the sleeping-car were beginning to 'wisp sway, scantily-clad, through the narrow aisle, bumping be- tween the bulging red curtains. The continuous ringings from the upper berths were driving the black porter nearly distracted as he tried to answer all at once with his soft-voiced, Yass, sir, I'se comin', and tried at the same time to make up the empty berths. Then a sleepy-eyed young soldier came into the car, and stopped before an eager little woman who had been up for sometime. He was a Fine looking young chap, lithe-Iimbed, tall, broad- shouldered, blue-eyed fsurely those eyes always laughedj-a likable boy as he came yawning down the aisle. The mother, who was much smaller than her tall Son, stood up as he came near herg her eyes shining and seeming to say, He is my boy. Isn't he won- derful? After her low-voiced, cheery, Good morning, son, and his rather drowsy, 'Morning, mumsie, she gave him her arm, and they started into the dining-car, the colored minion of which had just gone through the train with, First call for brekfus' in the dinin'- car. But if all the swaying, bustling occupants could have seen that mother's face, they would have stopped to look at it. It wore a heavenly smile-a smile that showed that though she had to give him up, she would not hurt the young calm of the boy who was thinking only of the wonderful adventureg she would smile although it broke her heart. Only one more hour with him 3 yet she smiled and the world smiled too, for the boyg she smiled although deep back in her eyes lay fear. She would smile to the journey's end. ELEANOR OSBORNE. NATURE'S PAINTBRUSH I have watched the purple hilltops Through a veiling mist of blueg I have seen the trees a golden brown And many another hueg I have known reflected in a lake The shadows of nature's love. The shimmering lights of a moonbeam path That led to the heavens above. THE OWL The sun sank down beyond the hills, An orb of glorious light, With crimson fiashes 'cross the sky- A welcome to the night. The moon among the subject stars Proclaimed herself a queen. This and many another sight, O Nature, have I seen. When the artist lifts his paintbrush To reproduce your grace, Is it a smile of pity or scorn That Hits across your face, As you lift your brush to garnish With a glint of subtler hue The sun, the moon, the trees, the flowers, The ocean's mass of blue? We acknowledge thee the master, Proud mortals that we are, For who can paint the rippling brook Or gild the shining star! MAY GALLAHER The city's lure, which I ne'er sought to Hee, For years had drawn me onward toward the grave g Till, though content to float on that dread wave That bears all life out to the raging' sea, I found safe harbor on the shore of Conscience. My face uplifted to the heav'nly blue, My soul reborn, I made my vows anewg I prayed to God to give 'me confidence In him, myself and all his wondrous works. The love of humble things was in my heart, And from my mind the past had been effaced. In a deep and shady woodland dell, where lurks The holy, all-pervading calm, long placed There for mankind, I live a life apart. MOIRA QUINLAN HEP! - Prim- 64 THE OWL 9 N 2 3. ,Q 0 'J Ai! ' X ' f ink ai' ?- lv? -fha 1 Jfkfvfzf f J NN 12,1 Nb. Q K dull Qaffh 3 f- ..,Xf' ' ,dh Q FW N x X GA -Til i 7 ii 37! You spent more 1'amQ Than ,wore rnarwlked A Fmlumc You Found :T wud' Pemod usual on qour homework ggcgugq, .pu :ouldyff Fund m .ioun book 1.-Jr hnd -.- Aka? - 'HMT i hu' W H Z W ' an Qiy UV X d-f T if f' ' X2-L Z .17 f -FL 3 Q: I. .- 'ees 155,35 . f ,, You '5 d 'W' 'V' 751 messed The onlq car ln 5lghT.whe qua sei' 'rg ghqgl ww Ten blocka ... THAT 4 1 Jimnmz uzmsovorz. HA EFS EV IT DID THE OWL 65 1 ns 9 lVVe are now going to publish the best advertisement that THE OVVLU has had-some extracts from a letter written by Lieutenant Huguenin to Mr. Syms.l I should like so much to have a copy of the June Owl- the graduating class was my class. This number would give me pleasure. I have not yet received it-perhaps no one has thought of sending it to me. For almost two months I have been in full action, living in a new home, as you will recognize by the heading. .Wfhat dirtiness! l,Vhat desolation! IYhat ruins! Of the little village of ............ there remains hardly a bit of wall. From a material point of view. we are badly off. I am not hard to suit, and I readjust myself easily, but there have been days when it was almost impossible to get along. The thing that makes us keep up-that leads us on, is the victory that we know is ahead of us-causing us to make perpetual changes to follow it. It is ta most agreeable sensation-I would regret having missed it, and I hope soon to feel its results. And then it was interesting! At last we saw action! Although not in the front line of trenches. we were at least near enough to be bombed, gassed and shelled in plenty. One gets used to it quickly, but there always remains a sensation of expectation. which, if not fear. contains, nevertheless, a little anxious waiting. Vllhen the shells whiz by and explode one says to oneself: Too short! too long! to the left! to the right ! But if it were neither too short nor too long nor to the left nor to the right-then there would be no need at all to worry! One beautiful evening I was on a hillside, admiring the work of our aviators who had demolished with one single bomb an enormous auto-cannon, demolishing at the same time the fifteen men of the battery. The corpses, badly buried, littered 66 THE OWL up the field: herea severed hand came up out of the groundg there a heady elsewhere a tibia. All of a sudden one aviator flew by above. Instinctively I raised my eyes. Imagine my surprise at seeing at some 150 metres above me a Boche aviator with his black cross plainly visible, who, probably to avenge the corpses which surrounded us, opened fire with his mitrailleuse. The balls rained down, but there was nothing to do. In the expec- tation that a bomb, falling among the enonnous projectiles which surrounded me, would soon disperse my tibias, my head and the rest of me to the four winds, I lay down among the bits of bodies in the furrows of the field, I-Ie passed by without doing more. My companion and I were going on with our inspection when back he came again. This time we took to our heels and fled to the woods. There is neither service nor glory in being killed in this fashion. The odor of corpses, especially during the heat. is insupportable. VVe had established our office in the open air in the middle of a street, alongside a cemetery. Now the bombs falling in the midst of this Boche graveyard have caused gulfs that are not at all appetizing. The odor and the myriads of flies do little to improve our appetites: and the total lack of water. of wine and of beer is also hard enough to bear-even harder than one would think without having experienced it. Not to be able to wash, nor to brush one'5 teeth during the beautiful days of August! Boche souvenirs cover the fields everywhere-helmets, guns, masques, bayonets, and above all, munitions. But it is too early to burden one's self with these heavy things as souvenirs so dear to the American hearts. A bad jester has said that the French are fighting for Alsace: the English for commercial supremacy: the Italians for Trentino: and the Americans for souvenirs. If occasion offers I will get you a helmet. Sometimes in the evening, when it was impossible to work, for lack of light of any kind, we went riding about on horseback through fields covered with dead who had fallen during the night. But it was at our own risk and peril. The ground is covered for thousands of kilometers with bits of steel, pieces of shell, and, above all, with grenades and other toys that it is better not to touch. Com- ing suddenly upon a corpse, the horse sidesteps and wants to gallop away, but he feels the bits of steel, turns to the left, and is stopped just at the moment when the frightened beast was about to-put his hoof on a perfectly good grenade. Truly these excursions lack THE OWL 67 charm, and I have voluntarily given them up-it is better to go on foot. One line day an order comes to move for the twentieth time at least. We leave, climbing into autos, crossing old cantonmenrs, waving good-bye to acquaintances of yesterday, who are seated at the doorsteps of the least damaged houses, which have served us as dwellings. One leaves some such lodgings with pleasure- others without regret. We arrive in the village of .......... just in time to meet the Boche bombs, which fall like ripe fruit shaken down by' the wind-three in my own garden in one night, covering my bed with glass and rubbish-breaking every thing! I was not in it! Like a bomb, there arrived one day a little paper giving us twenty-four hours leave in Paris. O joy! O unhoped for hap- piness! We could hardly believe it! We crowded into wagons, already full, and arrived! Paris! it is Paris! It is overwhelming! It seems an eternity! Think of twenty-four hours fit is true only twenty-two remainj when for months there has not been a minute to oneself day or night! A good bath, a better dinner, a show- some walks the next morning, and then-train time! VVe leave -a little less gay, much poorer, but happy just the same for having come in contact with Paris, always the same. Gay, splendid, clean, well-cared for, with her beautiful big parks, her Howers, her foun- tains, her children always playing around the Luxembourg Lake, as if the Big Bertha were not thundering away every ten minutes, and as if the aviators were not coming again at night-all that makes Paris, PARIS. I made use of the time to meet our god-child, Jeanne. . Ouf! here we are returning! Another night of bombs! At Paris as well as elsewhere! It is quite the style. People hardly pay attention to it. We go back in autos. What dust! VVe aff so plastered with it as to be hardly recognizable, except forthe two big holes left by the goggles. VVe roll along, get separated, get lost-arrive somewhere-it is not the right place! VVe start again -arrive elsewhere! But this is not the right spot. Some wit asked why we did not become members of the Touring Club of France. At last, after three days, in the auto, we arrived at a chamiing, picturesque little village perched on a hillside. It does not leave much to be desired, with its towers and walls, its market, places, and its bridges spanning a beautiful river, where it would belgood to bathe in the costume of Dame Nature! But alas! the reception 68 THE OWL is cold-no lodgings for us except at the expense of those already installed there, who regard us with scornful air. To get rid of us, we are given permission to pass the night in the largest city. Again a bath! Again a dinner! But for a show we have the gothas . It is indeed a show. We all go into the cellars. The first time it is funny. VVe laugh, we talk, we get acquainted. Then silence. The sfren has stopped meowing. The cannon is dead-not the least sound from a motor. We go up, begin to undress, when- quick! Half-dressed, we go back! The same people with varied costumes-many feet in slippers! All calm. VVe go up again. Lights out! How good the sheets feel! When-this time it is really too much! General reunion in the cellar, costumes more varied. We go up and come back. Finally. toward 2:30, we go to bed for good. It is because we are in a bad corner. The night before, three bombs fell, breaking everything, Tnhere remains only the clay entrance. The inn opposite is in ruinsg the house alongside is burned to the ground. It is decidedly a bad quarter. The next morning, after resting badly, we go back, but the pretty little city decidedly does not want us. It is necessary to go further into a miserable little hamlet without anything. Vlfe go to bed beneath the beautiful stars. Our cots are in rows along the hedges, and all the night, by the light of the moon, we watch the valiant defense against Fritz. It is fairy-like. VVe eat in the open air at a long table filled with oliicers. All eat the traditional bully beef. No water. VVe go thirty-six hours witn- out washing. Add to that a Hendish amount of work. At last a storm comes to reestablish things-I' put my bed into my office: the chief has taken refuge in the barn. What do you want? It is war. It would go pretty well if the postman would only follow us, but it is twenty-one days since we have seen him. He must be lost. It is hard not to receive news of' those dear to you. But when it comes K if it ever doesj what a heap there will be- perhaps! WAR ACTIVITIES I just as Lydia F. Vlfadleigh supported the Union in 1861, because it- was fighting for a principle, so her namesake, Wadleigh High School, is now following in her footsteps and supporting our Nation in this w-orld war. As proof of this statement we have the results of the Third and THE OWL 69 Fourth Liberty Loans. In the Third Liberty Loan campaign Wad- leigh had 10,552 subscriptions, totalling S1,337,250, making an aver- age of 3488.49 per. pupil. This record gave us second place among the high schools of the city and entitled us to a special Liberty Loan Flag, which was presented to the school at Carnegie Hall shortly at the close of the campaign. In the Fourth Liberty Loan our school obtained 6540 subscriptions, totalling S895,65O, making an average of 55318.17 per pupil. In this drive we won first place in Manhattan and the Bronx, and third place among all the high schools of Greater New York. Fifty-two classes reached their quota, and eighteen reported that seventy-five per cent of their members brought in one or more subscriptions. Three hundred and sixty-two girls earned Liberty Loan Ace certificates by bringing in five or more subscriptions. The following classes led in the total value of the subscriptions obtained: 8-2, 4-9, S-8, 7-1, 7-2, and 4-15. Classes 8-2, 7-1, 3-7, 7-2, 4-7 'and 4-9 led in the largest number of subscrip- tions obtained. To the Liberty Loan Committee, iMiss Coman, Miss Bowman and Mr. Cameron, we extend our heartiest thanks for the services they rendered to the school in these campaigns. The work of the Red Cross is also forging ahead. There are 682 enrolled in Auxiliary 76, which has been placed on the Honor Roll because of its excellence in the knitting done last winter. This was .accomplished through the efforts of Miss Robinson, the Director of Knitting last term. The members of the Auxiliary have elected Miss Evelyn MacPherson of 7-3, as Treasurer, to fill the vacancy caused by the death of Miss Elsie Goldshear. Because of the present need for knitted articles, VVadleigh has nobly responded to the call by promising fifty sweaters and fifty pairs of socks for three consecutive months. This work is under the supervision of Miss Colburn, the Director of Knitting, and Miss Goodrich, the newly appointed Assistant Director. Every Monday, from three to five, excellent work has been done under the direction of Miss Minor. Four hundred and twenty-live surgical dressings have been made up to the present time. Under the able guidance of Mrs. Lord, the Director of Hospital garments, with the aid of Miss Hobbs and Miss Ennis, the sewing classes are making innumerable garments for the Red Cross. Up to date they have made six hundred and thirty-five. The girls enjoy this work very much and feel that they are really helping. To quote Miss Hobbs, My talented amateur machinists are doing very well. In connection with Miss Hobbs' activities, I must mention her 70 THE OWL ' valuable work in the Thrift Stamp Drives. She has been so ably supported by the girls that she hopes that her clientele will continue their distinguished patronage. In the last drive, during November and December, Miss Beare, Miss Saltzberg, Miss Gertrude Harris, and Miss Hobbs rendered a great service to the school. , The girls who worked in the gardens every Tuesday and Friday, under the guidance of Miss Mary Tweedy, have truly earned the title farmerettes , for they have been very successful, indeed! The money 'which they raised by the sale of their products is to be used to buy implements and seeds, whenever need arises. Not only have the girls been working to relieve the destitute Belgians and French, but they have also helped needy Americans. The ollicial sections bought ninety-two dolls, which they are dress- ing to give as Christmas gifts to the children of needy Americans in the service of the United States. Miss Kupfer has been doing splendid work in this home service relief. ' In these and many other ways, which I would mention had I but space, Wadleigh has done her bit . RUTH STAHL y THE CERCLE FRANCAIS The Cercle Francais feels very glad this year that it is French. All members are deeply interested in the wonderful events taking place in France and in Belgium, its little F rench-speaking neighbor. Meetings are held on Thursdays, in room Zll. Our work this term centres about the fatherless French children. The need is great, for thousands of new names are continually being received by the Society for the Fatherless Children of France. We have lately been selling the charming postal cards published by this society, and have been sending the proceeds directly to this organization. We are planning to have a Cercle Francais table at the Bazaar in December, at which you are all asked to buy your Christmas cards, French postal cards and, most interesting of all, the picture of Lieu- tenant I-Iuguenin and Jeanne Courtes, who, they say, had a fine old visit together in Paris this fall. The officers of the Cercle are:- President- .............. .. . . ..... Yolande Kutsukian Vice President- .... ...... D orothy Green Secretary- ...... .... E strella Toledano Treasurer-1. . ...... Ethel Robbins THE OWL 73 morning is given over to the Varsity, to the scrub and to candidates for both. On Saturday, November second, at two o'clock the Varsity and alumnae teams battled for honors under a threatening sky which fulfilled its threat during the last five minutes of the game. Al- though the score was sixi to one in favor of the alumnae, the teams were not unevenly matched. The trouble lay in the inability ot our team to get the ball through to the goal, since time and again after dribbling the ball within ten feet of a point, it was lost through the efforts of some over-zealous alumnae. Spectators and participants alike enjoyed the game, and everyone was pleased with the an- nouncement of a second game to be played two weeks later. Basket-ball has not lost its place as one of the prominent fea- tures of our athletic curriculum. The Freshmen and Sophomores play Mondayg Juniors play on Thursdayg Friday is given to the Seniors. VVe hope to have a thrilling game with the Alumnae after the Varsity team has been decided upon. Dancing has come to the front this term with the enthusiastic approbation and co-operation of all. Two afternoons weekly are devoted to the pursuit of the Terpsichorean art, and it is noticeable that the participants represent every grade. Swimming promised to be one of the foremost sports of the year until Spanish Influenza unfortunately, but effectively, closed the doors of the swimming pool. lYe have not yet lost hope of in- cluding swimming in this season's activities. The Athletic Association isicertainly doing its part toward one of the most important services of the day, Keeping Physically Fit. OUR CANDY COUNTER VVe often hear it said that there is very little school spirit in Wiadleigh. If by school spirit is meant willingness to sacriiice oneself for the good of the school, there is certainly one girl in VVadleigh who possesses' that rare quality to a remarkafble degree. This particular girl, who is vice-president of her class, has exhibted it especially in regard to the lunch-room. VVhen she that her class would not need to help in that place of noise as the time had all been filled by other classes, she did an Ordinary girl would have done-namely, do nothing. our lunch-room representative is not an ordinary girl. us that we were to be denied an opportunity of helping om, she said: Girls, I know you won't want to be 74 THE OWL left out. Let's do something! Suppose we establish a candy counter in one of the halls to relieve the congestion in the lunch- room. NVe all agreed, although some were, I fear, a little daunted at the thought of selling candy with one hand and eating with the other. p . - V Then began a busy time for our worker. She wrote to Dr. Rowe, telling him of her plan, and interviewed the august powers that control the lunchroom. The result was that Miss Smith agreed to give us a certain amount of candy to sell every day. A table was unearthed to serve as a counter, and an oilcloth cover for it was donated by an angel of mercy, in the form of Miss Hobbs. Now our candy counter is running pretty smoothly, but it is all owing to the elforts of one girl. She gives up all her lunch periods to help at the counter. She also supervises the accounts, which are hard to keep straight, and every week she returns to Miss Smith the cash equivalent of the candy sold. Her name is Sarah Fox, of 7-1 Wle, her classmates, are so proud of what she has accom- plished for the good of NVadleigh that we think that the whole school ought to know about it. . XX-'e hope to see many of you at our candy counter at the west end of the fourth Hoof during the second lunch period, in a double line, please . Remember that we do not desire, and are not making, a cent of prolit from our candy business, but are merely, under Sarah's leadership, trying to do our bit to better conditions in the lunehroom. We are, however, allowed one per cent for loss, and we hope, some day when we have no loss, to contribute that one per cent to the Free VVool Box on Miss l3eare's desk. Not only does our vice-president work for her school, but, during the summer, especially. she serves her country. This sum- mer she had charge of a war garden and canned the products so well that she has the honor of being one of the ten women in the whole city of New York to whom blue ribbons have been awarded for canning. This is certainly a wonderful achievment for a high school girl, since she was competing for the most part with grown- up women, who had years of canning experience behind them. To return to our candy counter. girls, the next time saunter calmly to the end of the hall to buy your Dairy l3racer , instead of rushing down four flights of stairs again, say to yourself, Here's to Sarah Fox, the girl spirit! THE OWL 75 THE HELLENIC CLUB - ' The Hellenic Club held its first regular meeting this term on October seventh. At this meeting nine new members were admitted, making the total membership forty-two. The Literary Committee announced that the work planned for the term was the reading or Stephen Phillips' Ulysses - - The officers are :-- President- ..... ........ M ary Bennet Secretary- .......... . . . ..... Helen Armstrong Treasurer- .............. . ............ Leah Gleichman Active member of Literary C ommittee-.Violet Holloway Honorary members of Literary C ommittee- Miss Henry and Miss Nammack THE COSMOPOLITAN CLUB The Cosmopolitan Club met this term on November first. The members of the club are planning to do some Red Cross work while they are reading aloud or visiting. Their aim in reading and con- versation is to mprove their English, to make themselves more familiar with American customs and ideals, and to afford an oppor- tunity for forming closer friendships in the new country. l The officers for this term are:- President- .... , ............. .... M arie Horney Secretary and Treasurer-. ., ......... ..... G race Kelly THE SCRIBES All the vacancies in The Scribes have been filled, and already some very interesting meetings have taken place. Excellent stories, plays and poems have been written by the members. All hope to make this one of the most enjoyable and successful terms that the club has ever had. In a recent High School contest for designs for dress silks eleven Wadleigh girls competed. Alice Jones, of 2-5, won the school prize of five dollars. 'She was also awarded an honorable mention prize of five dollars when the prize designs were exhibited at the galleries of the Art Alliance at 10 East 47th Street. The design was purchased by a silk manufacturer for ten dollars. It will be reproduced in silk and will be sold in the shops. 76 THE OWL THE MISADVENTURES OF A LIBERTY LOANER I wonder why some girls didn't get any subscriptions ior this loan, I overheard one of the Liberty Loan Aces say. In reply may I relate my experiences as a Liberty Loan Canvasser? Of course, I began by calling on the tenants of my apartment house on the opening day of the campaign. I supplied myself with a quantity of subscription blanks and set out with my patriotism flaming high The man who answered my first ring said that he was subscribing through his 'business association. The next person had promised her subscription to her son. These rebuifs cooled my ardor a little. The next person to whom I made my appeal told me that she had just lost her position but that she would surely buy a bond in the fifth loan. A gushing young woman confided the fact that she was going to give her subscription at the theatre where it would be more thrilling, you know . Then I began to wonder if I needed all my blanks. At last an elderly gentleman asked me to come in and tell hi-m about it. He said that although he was English, his sentiments were very American and that he had subscribed through his firm. To prove his Americanism he read me some of his own poetry--at least he called it poetry. He read and read, and then he read some more. Meanwhile I thought of my unfinished home-work and pictured the nice, round naughts that would appear next day by my name in the teachers' class-books. A pleasantf ?j occupation! When he stopped it was a quarter to ten! All my friends, relatives and neighbors seemed to be sub- scribing either through their business or through some other school. Out of pity, Mother gave me a little fifty-dollar bond, which was the only return that I had from my labors. MARGARET MUNsoN. KNOCKING THE KNOCKS ' VVhy must every graduation number of THE OWL be de- voted to knocks '? Is our school paper printed solely for the benefit of the senior class? It seems not, since we are all expected to support it. From the point of view of a humble Sophomore, references to characteristics, physical and otherwise, of unknown girls, is any- thing but interesting reading. Miss Nora O'Brien's passion for green ties may be a source of amusement to her class-mates, but it does not interest the whole school. THE OWL . 77 Either eliminate the knocks or print jokes with a broader ap- peal. Then THE OVVL will be sure of the loyal support that it should have. IVIARGARET MUNSON. THE LAND WHERE NOTHING GROWS OLD VVill you sail with me in a boat of gold NVhere a bridge of star dust glitters and gleams, NVhere our craft would drift in a sea of dreams, To the land where nothing grows old? 'There you may watch the rainbows unfold And learn how the sunsets get their hue, And the reason the sky is always blue, In the land where nothing grows old. And when there is nothing more to behold, VVe'll steer our course for the twilight door, And come safely back from the magic shore Of the land where nothing grows old. DOROTHY JOSEPH- SCRIBES What is the moon up there? And those great stars so bright? They make the dark sky fair And glorify the night. They show the ,way to right, The path that I should go,- Those worlds of wondrous light- That's why He made them glow. IfVhy does the clear blue lake Reflect His warm sunshine? It is not this thought to awake: I know He may be mine To worship, if I'll see His work where e'er I go. The sky, the stars, the sea- They are here-I love them so! LEAH SIEGEL. 78 THE OWL W'e are pleased to acknowledge the receipt of :--The High School Rcfvorder, Boys' High School, Brooklyn, New York, The Oracle, Plainfield High School, Plainfield, New Jersey, The Ezfans- ton--ian, Evanston Township High School, Evanston, Illinois, The Srribbler, Spartanburg High School, Spartanburg, South Carolina, The Eraasmiarz., Erasmus Hall High School, Brooklyn, New York, Maroon and lflflzite, Bay Ridge High School, Brooklyn, New York, Cor-nmcrcc Carfwcl, High School of Commerce, New York City: The Argus, Hunter High School, New York Cityg The Pivot, Central High School, Newark, New Jersey 5 Ye Chronicle, Pomona High School, Pomona, California. ' The High School Recorder- There is a vein of scintillating humour running through this decidedly clever magazine that leads us to express the humble opin- ion that the Boys' High School is the place where the budding Bud Fishers and rising Mark Twaing are to be found ere they take their places among the starred wits of the world. Vile found this paper truly refreshing and invigorating on the whole. A The Collin-icrrc Cr1raz'0l- Xhlhile we cannot say too much in praise of the excellent stories and splendid editorials in your last number, neither can we refrain from inquiring whether you are conducting a photograph gallery or a school magazine. From the vast expanses devoted to clubs and athletics it is evident that Commerce is a live wire. The Pizfoti- Your magazine is truly a treasure house of wit and wisdom, but why be so niggardly with your gems? Frankly, don't you think your last number was just a wee bit slender? The EZ'0llSf07l'lU1'l- These artistic people! ! Your Arts Number was very prop- erly so named. The splendid sketches, the articles on music, and the THE OWL 79 one on lithographs met with our profound admiration. The cover design was charming, to say the least. Best of all, despite its sage seriousness and superior culture, the Evanstonian has not neglected that greatest of all arts, the art of being human. The EYGJMTUM1 You are inconsistent, friend Erasmian. Our adamantine con- viction that athletics and energy travel together, has suffered a mor- tal blow. Having devoted twelve pages to athletics, you might be expected to conduct an equally spirited literary department. Yet we are not at all certain that youn pretty stories and matter-of-fact editorials are not an adequate substitute. Maroon and W'hite- A little o' this and a little 0' that! Clever sketches, well-or- ganized departments, cheerful stories, poems, serious and otherwise, and interesting book reviews, all demonstrate the truth of that time- honored proverb, Variety is the spice of life. We have seen School news masquerading in the pleasing guise of The Spectator . Enthralled, we have hearkened to Ouija, the Prophet . Now. after minute examination with our editorial microscope we proclaim the Maroon and White to be one of the finest of all the school magazines. The Argus- ' Lively and pleasant material with a serious note here and there makes the good ship Argus one of the best-ballasted literary vessels of her kind. Mother Cto son just home from collegej :- john, 'bring me some wood, please. Son :-- Ma'am P - - Father Cgraduate of Yalej: Transport from the recumbent collection of combustible material upon the threshold of this edifice the curtailed excrescence of a defuncthtreef'--E.1'. A theologian .1. med Fiddle, Refused to accept his degree, For, said he, 'tis enough to be Fiddle Without being Fiddle, D. D. -Ex. Captain :- Your rank, sir? Rooky :- I know it. The Sergeant just told me so. -Ex. 80 THE OWL THE VINE Toiling upward, ever upward, Hanging on to crevice, crack, Clinging, climbing, reaching heavenward,- Never once dost thou look backg Ever upward, ever upwardg Here a tendril, there a leaf g Grasping, clasping on forever Till at last the top is reached. O little vine, outside my window, God grant my life to be All employed in climbing upward, Ever upward, just like thee! CLARISSE M. HIXLLEY l' 4 ,. t, - Q! W -7- QLines written. to accompany a book of versej Comes there a time in your busy life When you're tired of worry, toil and strife? W'hen something deep within you cries, ' Away with sordid life and lies ! VVhen the spirit that slumbers through the day Longs to soar to a land that's far away- To go to a place where there is no fear, And where life's problems are perfectly clear? Where beautiful dreams that are in you Can blossom forth all pure and true- Thoughts not kept in convention's cage But writ in rhyme on printed page? LEAH SIEGEL THE OWL GENERAL HONOR LIST The following girls received H mark of 90'Z: or more in one or more Prepared Subjects, 3 'P3SSi11g m-Rfk ill all subjects, and no mark below 757: in any prepared subject. 2. 1 2. 2 2. 2 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 5 2. 5 2. 5 2. 5 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 7 2. 7 Z. 8 2. 8 Z. 8 2. 8 2. 9 2. 9 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.12 2.12 2.12 3. 1 3. 1 3. 1 -3. 2 3. 2 3. 2 Beldegrun, Alice Aisenberg, Eva Friedman, Rachel Abramowitz, Yetta Hazel, Helen Lazar, Elizabeth Opoznauer, Hortense Rand, Sarah Valenstein, Sylvia E. Diamond, Rose Epstein Hilda Greenberg, Frances Friedman, Esther Corn, Anna Emmet, Ava Flynn, Ethel Gilroy, Catherine Graves, Mary Isnook, Deborah Jefferies, Ruth Morris, Verlaine Arnowitz, Rose Pittman, Helene Albertini, Amelia Friedel, Evelyn Osias, Beatrice Peter, Emily Frese, Dorothy VVallach, Sylvia Baer, Rene Bashian, Yevigne Epstein, Dorothy Fidelman, Gertrude Friedenthal, Ruth Raftery, Alice Engel, Sadie Fox, Felicia Joseph, Marjorie Appel, Henrietta Gatchell, Catherine Whittington, Beulah Gilodi, Hadassah Goldie, May Wilbur, Evelyn 3. 3 3. 3 3. 3 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 5 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 8 3. 8 3. 8 3. 9 3. 9 3.10 3.11 4. 1 4. 1 4. 1 4. 1 4. l 4. 1 4. 2 4. 5 4. 6 4. 6 4.15 4.15 4.15 4.15 5. 1 5. 1 5. 1 5. l 5. 1 Galati, Grace Levinton, Geneva Tannenbaum, Helene I-Iayt, Shirley Liebeskind, Terice Pisani, Flora Thomas, Ruth Vkieingarten, Rose Weisbord, Estelle Weller, Violet Greenfield, Gertrude Bradley, Charlotte Goldenberg, Sarah Resnik, Emily Spitzer, Anna Vesely, Lillian Cohen, Hattie Kalbe, Reine Handros, Tillie Katz, Sadie Rubinow, Laura Adams, Louise Zieph, Rosalind Shamroy, Anna NVarwick, Luella Brodie, Miriam Citron, Dorothy Munson, Margaret Stollack, Sarah Stolowitsky, Fannie Wassenberg, Esther Stafford Catherine Springer, Madeline Horowitz, Ethel Rubin, Sarah Burns, Thekla De Young, Esther Eckstein, Bertha Toering, Dorothy Biderman, Florence Crakow, Hazel Holloway, -Christine Kolbert, Hannah Letz, Rebecca 32 5. 1 5. 1 '5. 1 5. 1 5. Z 5. 2 5. 5 5. 5 5. 5 5. 6 5. 7 5. 7 5. 8 5. 8 5. 8 6. 1 6. 1 6. 2 6. Z 6. 3 6. 3 6. S 6. 5 6. 7 6. 7 6.10 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. 1 7. l The more 2. 1 2. 1 2. 1 2. 1 2. 1 2. 1 Levinsky, Libbie Mathews, Marjorie Narzisenfeld, Bessie Potter, Muriel Greenspan, Sadie Rabinowitz, Lena Accurso, Helen Harkavay, Ethel Thom, Ying Walsh, Dorothy -Foldes, Margaret Goldman, Stella Levine, Sarah Nemeck, Bozena Vejvoda, Bertha Frankel, Denver Sackheim, Julia Fletcher, Mary Goldstein, Edith Finholm, Hulda Weil, Edna Greenfield, Margaret Isaacson, Laura Semel, Hannah Silver, Emily Shea, Isabelle Adams, Avalon Antapolsky, Esther Beach, Helen Bennet, Mary Blumberg, Cornelia Braun, Bertha Gleichman, Leah Holloway, Violet Klein, Elizabeth Lipschitz, Helen Mattice, Ruby Pirazzini, Mabelle THE OWL 7.1 7.1 7.1 7.1 7.2 7.2 7.2 7.2 7.2 7.3 7.3 7.3 7.5 7.5 7.5 7.5 7.6 7.x 8.1 8.1 8.1 8.1 8.1 8,1 8.1 8.1 8.2 8.2 8.2 8. 2- 8.3 8.3 8.3 8.3 8.4 8.4 8.4 8.4 Robbins, Ethel Shlivek, Irene Smieskie, Fanny Young, Ethel Berlin, Lucy Frank, Irene Kutsukian, Yolandi Sheehan, ,Edythe Weber, Helen Goldman, Florence VVeiler, Mildred Weinberg, Ruth Eisen, Helen Emanuel, Tamar Levinsky, Charlotte Saletsky, Lillian Engel, Pauline Sugerman, Dorothy Garfinkel, Elsie Foster, Hazel Friedman, Frances Holloway, Rachel Philipi, Emily Sarnoff, Beatrice Spence, Lucille Wachman, Pearl Kramer, Edna Marsh, Caroline Rosen, Tillie Spencer, Clara Leiman, Rose Lewis, Marian Schneider, Elizabeth Simpson, Ethel Blaine, Rose McAvoy, Eleanor Stahl, Ruth Spotz, Margaret GENERAL HONOR LIST following girls received at least two marks of 85 per cent or in prepared subjects, and a passing mark in all subjects. Beldegrun, Alice Brandis, Julia Daub, Louise Gee, Dorothy Hagus, Sylvia Nylan, Eksa 2.1 2.2 2.2 2.2 2.2 2.2 Soler, Mercedes Aisenberg, Eva Asch, Ruth Flanagan, Monica Friedman, Rachel Granovelter, Rose 2. 2 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 3 2. 4 2. 4 2. 4 2. 4 2. 4 2. 5 2. 5 2. .5 2. 5 2. 5 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 2. 6 Z. 6 Z. 6 2. 6 2. 7 2. 7 2. 8 2. 8 2. 8 2. 8 2. 8 2. 9 2. 8 2. 9 2. 9 2. 9 2.10 2.10 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 2.11 T,H,E- OWL- Schweizer, Marion Hagel, Helen Lazar, Elizabeth Opoznauer, Hortense Owens, Jessie Valenstein, Sylvia . cohen, Mildred ' Frank, Elizabeth Rosenberger, Benola Sachs, Ethel Sturtz, Ruth Diamond, Rose , Epstein, Hilda Friedman, Esther Greenberg, Frances Kaufman, Rose Corn, Anna Flynn, Ethel Giroy, Catherine Goldsmith, Lena Graves, Mary lsnook, Deborah Jefferis, Ruth Morris, Verlaine Sosa, Miguelina Arnowitz, V Rose Pittman, Helene Albertini, Amelia Jones, Mabel N 1 Little, Virginia Osias, Beatrice Peter, Emily Frese, Dorothy Friedel, Evelyn Kuskin, Ida ' Meyers, Margaret Wallach, 'Sylvia Burroughs, Ruth Frechem, Helen ' Baer, Rene Basgian, Yevigne Bronner, Dorothy de Cordova, May Epstein, Dorothy Fidelman, Gertrude Friedenthal, Ruth Meyers, -Helen Raftery, Alice Reader, Ethel 2.11 2.12 2.12 2.12 2.12 2.12 2.12 3. 1 3. 1 3. 1 3. 2 3. l 3. Z 3. 2 3. 2 3. 3 3. 3 3. 3 3. 3 3. 3 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 4 3. 5 3. 5 3. 5 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 6 3. 8 3. 8 3. 8 3. 8 3. 8 3. 8 3. 9 3. 9 3. 9 3. 9 Vorga, Julia , Fox, Feliciai . Goldsmith, Madeline Henderson, Henrietta Joseph Marjorie Fischel, Florence Rachmil, Rosalind Appel, Henrietta Gatchell, Catherine Raymond, Vivian Goldie, May Whittington, Beulah Blumberg, Ruth Gilodi, Hadassah Wilbur, Evelyn Galati, Grace Gillies,Cornelia Levinton, Geneva Rutherford, Grace Tannenbaum, Helene Jacobs, Adelaide 'Hoyt, Shirley Weller, Violet Liebeskind, Terice Pisani, Flora VVeingarten, Rose ' VVeisbord, Estelle Sanger, Bernice' Thomas, Ruth Bate, Ruth Bywkowsky, Minerva Greenfield, Gertrude Einhorn, Pauline Pessenick, Bertha V Goldenberg, Sarah Resnik, Emily Vesely, Lillian Cohen, Hattie Kable, Reine Burt, Vera Handros, Lillite Katz, Sadie Rhind, Flora Pack, Elsie Rtibinows, Laura? Adams, Louise Bodenheimer, Erna Dwyer, Glory Zilph, Rosalind -. , Albert, Charlotte Bruns, Elsie Shamroy, Anna Halpern, Fannie Rumanoff, Pauline Walsh, Theresa Warwick, Luella Holland, Charlotte Brodie, Miriam Carlson, Elsa Citron, Dorothy Stollack, Sarah Kate Munson, Margaret VVasserberg, Esther Stafford, Catherine Cantaluce, Yolonde Howitt, Frances Smieski, Dinah XVeilburg, Jeanette Friedman. Gwendolyn Rosenthal, Clorice Springer, Nfvacleline Welch, Sylvia Peborde, Josephine Rubin, Sarah Seiler, Sophia Taylor, Helen Casson, Jessie Feldberg, Mildred Fuchs, Lena Painz, Dorothy Wolizer, Dora de Young, Esther Eckstein, Bertha Myers, Clara Toering, Dorothy Bettner, Ethel Biderman, Florence Crakow, Hazel Nun Y E 6 THE OWL Densen, Anna Enteen, Regina Hawkes, Elizabeth Holloway, Christine Jaflin, Marion Holloway, Muriel Kalbert, Hannah Letz, Rebecca Levinsky, Libbie Mathews, Marjorie Narzisenfeld, Bessie Piltz, Martha Potter, Muriel Goldstein, Ruth Greensfrau, Sadie Koenigsberg, Beatrice Rabinowitz, Lena Raunheim, Beulah Rovinsky, Alice Tomkin, Bella Auerbuclc, Helen Harkaway, Ethel S. 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