Washington High School Cadets - Adjutant Yearbook (Washington, DC)

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The Adjutant-A Tribute By Stephen E. Kramer, Assistant Superintendent of Schools. Stephen E. Kramer Assistant Superintendent in Charge of Cadets years ago there appeared a pub- lication .unique among the school ,f publications. It originated to ans- wer a felt need and to render a real if YMYW- and valuable service in the develop- ing of a corporate consciousness in the annual military competition of the Washington High Schools. General information in regard to the order of the appearance of the companies, the rules of the contest, and the program of military movements in the competition was given upon a single printed sheet privately printed and containing more advertisements than news. A need was felt for a publication largely stu- dent managed and carrying the sort of infor- mation which not only the public but the stu- dents desired. Such was the origin of The Adjutant. It began in 1917 with 20 pages chiefly devoted to company rosters and photo-' graphs. Each year has seen an increase in the number of pages and an extension of the m ate rijal presented. The publication has throughout its e X i s t e n c e maintained high standards in regard to mechanical make-up, good taste and excellent judgment in selec- tion of contents, and a high order of literary merit in the presentation of subject matter. Eminent personages have been willing to permit their portraits to be used in the illus- trated section of The Adjutant, and the interest of distinguished officials of the United States Government has been evidenced by their con- tributions of articles dealing with the work of the Washington High Schools in Military Training. It seems proper that there should be recorded here the development of The Adjutant through its history of success and ine service: Program 1917: 20 Pages. Roster of 20 Companies. Photographs of Cadet Captains and Officials. Cover: white, letters of blue and of red Cadet In- signia or Shield. Program 1918 and 1919: 30 Pages. Illustrations, Red Cross colored Pictures. A Verse. Cover: blue, letters of white and of red Cadet Insignia, The Adjutant, Official Program, 1920: 50 Pages. Photographs of Lieutenants. War Service in Each School. War Games, Illustrated. Articles by Principals, Assistant Superintendent, Superintendent. Cover: blue: letters of white, Insignia with red. The Adjutant 1921: 64 Pages. Cadet Rifle Team. Cadet Summer Camp. Drum Corps. Medical Unit. Article by General Pershing. Photograph of Cadet Colonels with President Harding. The Adjutant 1922: Cadet Officers as Literary Staff. Ordinance Equipment. Band Competition. Battalion Competition. Short Story. Article by Secretary of War XfVeeks. Photograph of Cadet Colonels with General Per- . shing. The Adjutant 1923 and 1924: 70 Pages. Regimental Competition. Articles by Major General A. W. Greely, Major General William Lassiter, Colonel F. VV. Rowell. Photograph of Winning Company, the Colonels with President Coolidge. Cover: Brigade Flag, maroon, white, blue: Cadet Insignia. The Adjutant 1925 and 1926: 100 Pages. Citizens Military Training Camp, Illustrated. Articles by Major General Hugh A. Drum, Major General Hanson E. Ely, Major Richard D. LaGarde. Photographs of the Vtfinning Battalion: Former H. S. C. members at West Point. Former H.: S. C. members at Annapolis. The work of Miss Rebecca E. Shanley and those who have labored with her to achieve so great a success deserves the highest com- mendation. The Adjutant has rendered a val- uable service for it has afforded a vehicle for presenting matters of great interest, it has served to preserve our Cadet History, and, best of all, it has been a splendid voicing of the spirit of a wonderful organization. We are proud of The Adjutant and grateful to those whose unseliish devotion and untiring energy have made it possible.

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The Dub of' Company T By Katharine M. Scott, C. H. S. C'Mark Leigh J SECOND PRIZE STORY, 1927 CONTEST Long before he entered Lincoln High, when he was only a grammar school boy in knick- ers, David Kingsley liked to watch the squads of Cadets drilling before the big building. The rhythm of the marching feet, the straightness and precision of each separate unit fascinated him. And it all looked so easy! David al- ready saw himself one of them, as straight and as neat as a tin soldier, as unerring as a ma- chine, swinging his long legs in time with the steady, Left-right-1eft-right-left-rightl At last the day came when he was actually marching in one of those squads before Lincoln High. Then the process of disillusionment be- gan. David, who had dreamed of himself as the perfect Cadet, found himself the dub of Company T. He discovered that he had every fault a Cadet could have, a fact which his ser- geant did not allow him to forget. On every drill day, David's clumsy hands would fumble his gun, and his awkward feet would fall out of step. A big fellow like you oughtta do better than these little guys, the sergeant would rave, exasperated, whereupon, David, instinc- tively, would try to contract, twisting his long body into knots in the attempt. But again the sergeant would be upon him. Straighten up there ! These reproofs were always painful, but the most humiliating came one day when David was drilling with his company near the school, feeling rather proud of himself in his new uni- form. Hearing a familiar laugh, he turned his head and saw Evelyn Carey walking up the sidewalk abreast of him. Evelyn Carey! His heart began to beat more quickly, and he for- got everything in gazing at her. Kingsley ! came the sergeant's voice, vi- brating with anger. David started, and real- ized that he was out of step again, and falling behind. He hastily corrected himself, but the sergeant moved up beside him, his jaw omi- nous, his mouth sarcastic. You seem to think you're taking a stroll- stop when you please, and start when you please. If you want to flirt with the girls, why do it, but not here. We don't want any sheiks-straighten up there ! He forcibly pulled David's shoulders back, kicked his legs into step, and turned his head about. A laugh sounded again from the side- walk from the same voice which had turned David from the path of duty before-but, this time pointed, and too evidently caused by his predicament. He turned crimson and choked with chagrin. Why did he always have to seem such a dumb-bell before Evelyn Carey? XfVhenever he met her and talked to her, which happened infrequently because of his shyness and her indifference to him, he stammered over his words and stumbled over his feet, and in every way appeared ridiculous. David swung away with his company, feel- ing wretched, and during the remainder of the drill concentrated on the sergeant's orders. But, when he went home that day, he drowned his troubles, momentarily, in a delicious day- dream in which he was Captain of Company T, and Evelyn Carey was his humble admirer. He pictured himself in a glory of shoulder straps and medals and gleaming sword, strut- ting down the hall of Lincoln High, while she looked adoringly up at him. Oh, what a gorgeous medal you got for winning the Competitive Drill ! Yes, that was the proudest day of my life .... With a sigh David woke up, for the dream was too improbable to comfort him long. He remembered that his start as a Cadet was de- cidedly unpromising. Yet, three years from that day, half of his seemingly unlikely dream had come true. David was captain of Company T, having risen to that dizzy eminence from the dubbery of his rookie days by a long and strenuous process of drilling and training. The other half of the dream remained unfulfilled. Evelyn Carey still lacked the expected reverence to- wards him, and did not notice that he was no longer awkward and lanky and tongue-tied. David was obliged to look for adoration to the Cadets of his company, or to Ruth Darrell, who had been his confidante since grammar school days. Ruth was always ready to sym- pathize with his troubles, to praise him for his EIIICCCSSCS, and to laugh at his jokes, but not at im. Company T's gonna win the Competitive Drill ! David would exclaim to his company, and all the Cadets would chorus, Certainly ! Company T's gonna win the Competitive Drill ! David would exclaim to Ruth, and she would answer, Certainly ! VVith such confidence placed in him, David threw out his chest, and defied sceptics. He trained his company enthusiastically and pa- tiently for many weary months until the long- awaited day of the drill arrived. At two o'clock on that great day, Company T of Lincoln High marched on the drill field.