Watkins Glen High School - Senecan Oracle Yearbook (Watkins Glen, NY)

Text from Pages 1 - 52 of the 1927 volume:

THE PEPPER POT Christmas Number, Dec., 1927 PUBLISHED QUARTERLY BY THE Students of Watkins Glen High School 2 THE PEPPER POT Christmas Christmas! magic word. Lovely gifts, congenial friends, white snow, green pine and hemlock trees, ringing, joyful bells, plump, brown, roast turkey, Santa Claus, parties, sleigh rides, oceans of nuts, candy and pop corn; more parties, more gifts, more company, more fun; mistletoe, dancing lights on Christmas trees, sparkling tinsel, blue, red and green balls, cheerful candles, more snow, wreaths, music, laughter, illuminated houses, new friends, crackling fire in brick fireplaces—all these happy things rise before one’s eyes when Christmas is mentioned. One sees again all the members of his family from grandfather down to the baby. Mary brings home two college friends and Charles brings three fraternity brothers. The married members of the family arrive with all their children. Bachelor uncles and maiden aunts come from all parts of the country. There are twelve for Christmas dinner. The gifts exchanged afterwards are many and lovely. Even the cat, Lucretia, has a catnip mouse provided by the thoughtful family. The floor is strewn with boxes, cards, bright colored ribbons and tissue paper. Every member of the family has his gifts around him. Everyone is speechless with delight. This silent state does not last for a long interval, however. In the evening the younger people attend one of the local parties. As the girls come hurrying down the stairs, their faces alight with anticipation, their pretty colored evening gowns, their ridiculous little, high heeled slippers clicking on the bare floor, the older members smile reminiscently and caution them to be home at a reasonable hour. When Mary calls back, her voice coming over the crisp white snow, “We’ll be home for breakfast,” the family smile again and return to the cheery fireplace. THE PEPPER POT 3 The whole Christmas week is filled with delightful surprises, more parties, more sleigh rides, more gifts, more dancing—happiness and Christmas—. Tn our happiness now in anticipation and in our happiness when we return again to school to tell of our escapades let us not in our eagerness forget the real meaning of Christmas. It was not primarily a day to exchange gifts and have lovely times. These things have come about in preceding years and although no one is willing to dispense with these things, let us hesitate and think quietly by ourselves just why we have Christmas. Christmas is a time to do something for someone else. In our own happiness we are apt to be unknowingly selfish. In our animated conversations about what we shall do at Christmas and the presents that we know we shall receive, and the different members of the family who are going to return home; stop also and think of the effect our words will have upon our listener. Perhaps he will not be as happy; perhaps his family will have a very quiet Christmas due to sickness or recent death; and he knows that he will not receive remarkable presents and his brother and sisters cannot come home; perhaps he will not attend the numerous social affairs that we anticipate. Just stop and think why we have Christmas. The Pepper Pot staff wishes to extend to the facul-tv and the members of Watkins Glen High School a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! —Jane Archer, ’28. Christmas Hymns and Carols It lias been said that Christmas carols put to flight all thoughts of hate, anger, suspicion, fear, jealously, and meaness and leave in their stead the gladness of a newer and higher life. 4 THE PEPPER POT Those of us who have stood before a caudle and sung: carols on Christmas eve know it is one of the most thrill-ingly beautiful of all our Christmas experiences. Yet its origin is almost lost in obscurity. However, in looking-back over the centuries, we find that long after Christmas was recognized as a Christian festival of great importance there was a great hearted and lovable man named St. Francis who lived in Assissi, Italy. Realizing with dismay that the idea of Christ was becoming too much of a mere theological abstraction he sought some means of presenting in a real way the human side of our Lord’s life. This he did by placing in the church at Grecia, near Assissi, a manger, an ox and all the trappings of a stable. It was a reproduction, as far as he and his brethren knew, to bring to the people the realistic side of the Christmas story. It served well its purpose and to this event we owe not only the origin of the Christmas carols but also the mystery plays. Strange as it may seem many of the most beautiful carols are unknown to the majority of people nowadays. How many of us know the beautiful old French carol, “Cantique de Noel,” or “Good King Wencesles,” “God Rest You Merry Gentlemen,” or “The First Noel.” Perhaps the only Christmas hymn which originated in America is “0 Little Town of Bethlehem,” the poem being written by Phillip Brooks in 1868. It was set to music by Lewis Redner of Philadelphia. The hymn “Joy To the World,” was written by I)r. Isaac Watts, and the tune “Antioch” is an adaptation from Handel’s oratoria “Messiah.” Most of the carol tunes, however, were of folk order, being popular melodies of the times adapted to carol words. In this lovely old mediavel custom, which has been revived in America, millions of people have, in a measure THE PEPPER POT 5 experienced the true Christmas spirit and have been brought closer to the words, “Behold I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be unto all people.” —Mrs. Winifred Love, Our Principal We wish to call attention to a well known member of our faculty, one who has at heart the best interest of every boy and girl in school, Mr. John A. Beers, who by his capability, loyalty, and devotion has built up our school to its present high standards. Professor Beers began his education at Candor, Pa. After graduating from the High School, he entered the Susquehanna Collegiate Institute and was the valedictorian of his class. From there he entered Syracuse University from which he was graduated with election to Phi Beta Kappa and the degree, Bachelor of Arts, Magna Cum Laude! Since his election as Principal he has been untiring in his efforts in behalf of the best interests of the school and has won the esteem and admiration of all the students, who wish him many more successful years in Watkins Glen High School. A Hearty Welcome to Our New Teachers! As the members of the office force of any organization are ever changing, so, necessarily, is that vital part of our school organization,—the faculty. It is with regret that we lost our beloved teachers, Miss Swallow and Mr. Casey, but we realize that they were but making way for others who, like them, will give their best, that this school may progress. We do, therefore, heartily 6 THE PEPPER POT welcome you their worthy successors,—Miss Prentice, Mr. Perry and Mr. Fox. Miss Prentice conies to us from Elmira College and Mr. Perry from Horseheads High School where, we are sure, they were as sorrowfully lost as they were joyously added to our faculty. Mr. Perry now has his Master’s d gree, and it is understood he is working for his Doctor’s degree. May his be success! Mr. Fox conies from Cortland Normal School, where he recently completed his under-graduate work. Though young in experience, he has already exhibited, as have Miss Prentice and Mr. Perry, unlimited ability as a teacher. May their work in Watkins Glen High School prove an endless joy to them; not a task, but a pleasure. Again we sav: Welcome ! ! Student Government When this magnificent nation of ours was first welded into a perpetual union under the Constitution, the government was quite simple in comparison to that of today. But, as we have progressed and our life has become more complex, the government has also increased in its complexity, the result of which has been the creation of numerous branches. Time and use have proved that through the co-operation of the heads of departments and these subordinate branches, greater efficiency has prevailed and satisfaction to all concerned has been assured. The same may be said of the government in schools. With the growth of large schools has come the need for better relationship between school official and student body. To meet this need various forms of “student government” have arisen. In high schools, one of the most successful of these has been that of a student council, composed of the student body, with the presidents of classes and societies acting as an executive body linking THE PEPPER POT 7 indirectly the students with the faculty. When the students wish matters brought before the faculty the executive body does it for them, at their request, in the periodic joint meetings of the faculty and student-council executive committee. A discussion follows,, in which, both sides of the question are considered, and then it is put to a vote, the result being accepted by the students. This works out vice-versa, except that the faculty have certain rights which they can demand which naturally the students cannot. In this way the student body is able to govern itself without meeting perpetual opposition from the faculty; and that more or less antagonistic atmosphere which exists occasionally between the students and faculty of schools without “student government ” is lessened. Each year shows an increase in popularity of this plan. Schools all over the United States are adopting it with success. We like to feel that our school is progressing with the rest, but is it without “student government ’ ? This subject may sound new and startling in your ears but do not shun it. Even now it is being discussed in our own school by a few. This cannot be jumped at blindly, but it should be of vital interest to us all. Discuss it at home and with your friends; get your faculty’s opinions; learn all you can about it from outside sources. If then you feel it would be a good idea to give “student government” a fair trial, speak! It is bound to come eventually; why, then, wait and stagnate in our present plan, when one which may prove better is waiting at our very threshold to be taken in and enjoyed. If your love for the school is as great as you would like others to believe it is, show it by your actions. Help introduce “student government” that both you and your successors may enjoy its advantages and profit by it. —Chester Dill, ’28. THE PEPPER POT 8 The Student Body Wants— 1. An indoor tennis court on the third floor or some-other available spot. Among the faculty and student body are many devotees of tennis. Tennis is considered to be the most strenuous and yet the most healthful sport. Unfortunately there are but few days in the fall suitable for playing, and in the spring the student has a conscientious feeling that he should be preparing for June Regents instead of chasing tennis balls. The different classes in school could have tournaments. In the spring everyone would be in practice and we could enter tournaments with other schools. Perhaps Mr. Beers, Mr. Perry and Mr. Hark-ness would be willing to teach the beginners their favorite serves, cut balls, lobs and chop strokes and how to keep score. 2. More speakers to address the assembly on Friday mornings. The student body has always enjoyed the speakers but would like to hear them more frequently. They would be delighted to have the different members of the faculty and the members of the Board of Education speak to them an any subject and at any time. 3. More School activities. Watkins Glen High School is now a large enough school to have different clubs and organizations. We have our Tennis Club, Dramatic Club, Glee Clubs, but let us also have a French Club, Literature Club, Debating Club, etc., etc. 4. The different classes have charge of assembly. Have a different class make up a program once a month, for instance the Freshmen in January, the Sophomores in February, etc. The student body likes to watch its friends perform and every member of the High School loves to speak pieces ! ! ! THE PEPPER POT 9 School Spirit School Spirit!—what an intangible thing and how hard to define. Yet what an important part it plays in the organization of a school and the lives of its students. To one it brings up a picture of the athletic field, where sturdy athletes fight for the glory of Alma Mater, great throngs swaying back and forth urging their team on to victory. To another it speaks of long tedious nights with lights burning, for the honor and glory of the class. “School Spirit” is that something within us which urges us to give the best that is in us—our talents, our virtues—all that will contribute to raise our school to an honored and well esteemed position. What does it matter whether it be a question of upholding a perfect record or keeping the name of our school unsmirched—it is the thought, the ideal, behind all these things expressing itselt so diversely in each individual, that gives us that quality, that certain uplifting feeling known as “School Spirit.” —Mr. R. C. Fox. In the competition among the Juniors set by Mr. Beers for determining the Assistant Associate Editor of the Pepper Pot, the best contribution was handed in by William Manning. The Value of A School Paper Any high school that cannot support a school paper shows itself lacking in many respects. The greatest value of a school paper is to express the activities of the faculty and student body. In many different ways the school paper should get the credit as the greatest means of arousing the school spirit. For example, it keeps the pupils in contact with the athletic club, debating clubs, glee clubs and all the other organizations of the school. The school paper is always interesting and will serve in years to come as a means of reviewing school days. 10 THE PEPPER POT Digging Up Old Graves Winter is now winging its way here, with all its snow and ice—just think of the fun connected with it ! We have the facilities for all the out-door winter sports which go to make up this “fun”, all except for skating. Why not that also f t ? In the past, attempts have been made to have a rink. Why did they fail!—Because each of us waited for the other fellow to speak first; and he didn’t speak, at least not loud or long enough for any good to come from his efforts. Let us not have this happen again this year. With the co-operation of all the students we can have a rink out on the athletic field of which we can be proud. There are a number of you students who would like to play “hockey”. Talk it up! Arouse the interest and enthusiasm of your fellow students! This also applies to each and every member of Watkins Glen High School. Put “your” best foot forward and “we all” shall enjoy the rink. Don’t procrastinate; do it now ! ! This means “you”] —C. A. D., ’28. Senior Talk This is the year we have been looking for since we started school. Every member of our class at some time or another has said what he would do when he reached his Senior year. Now is the time to do it. We have shown wliat we can do by the Election dinner and supper. But, it does not show the support of the entire class when one sells 10-20 tickets and some one else sells only two. This is not teamwork. When you are asked to sell 10 tickets, get out and sell them. Don’t say “I can’t”. Go out and try. After trying, if you can’t sell them it isn’t your fault, but if you try, you will sell them. All through the coming year we must THE PEPPER POT 11 have the co-operation of the class as a whole. Remember this at the time of the Senior Ball and also the Senior Play and they will both be a greater success than ever before. The bake sales have proved very profitable so far. This is a very easy way to make money for the class, one of the easiest ways we have. Let’s keep the bake sales going strong. Selling “The Pepper Pot” is another very easy way to make money. The entire profit from the paper goes to the Senior (’lass. Everyone enjoys reading the activities of the school, so that this paper is very easy to sell. We need the money, let’s get more subscriptions. We have everything in our favor, a good class, a good class teacher, the support not only of the school but also of the community. Let’s go! Let this be our slogan “More Money for the Washington Trip.” —Charles Love, ’28. Junior Remarks Howdy ! Here we are, the Juniors, as prosperous a looking class as any in the high school—if not more so. ()ur class is large and we hope to earn enough money this year to give us a good start when we arc all (yes all) Seniors. If the rest of the student body is willing to help us we shall very gladly help them, or in other words we shall go 50-50. We all realize that we must settle down for our last two years in this school so that we may all graduate together. It is no fun to watch your class in high school go out into the world leaving you behind. Don’t be a laggard. “They” say our school lacks “spirit”. Then it is up to us to be the first to start that “Spirit” moving. Come on Juniors—Let’s Go ! Elizabeth Kiermaier, ’29. Kenneth Patchen, ’29. 12 THE PEPPER POT Junior Poem There is a class in Watkins Glen High That can pass all others by; The Juniors are the bunch we mean The merriest class we’ve ever seen. Our colors are blue and silver, Combined they are bright and shining, We’ve had them since our Freshman year, To us they’ve become very dear. Our president, Kenneth Patchen by name, In basketball has won much fame. He’s ever done the best he could As he’s said himself he’s always good. Our vice president is a pretty lass, The sweetest girl of all the class, Betty, pretty, blue-eyed, jolly To tell her pranks, it would be folly. Mary Walsh is secretary, A bright eyed girl and always merry. And as treasurer we have found Louis Smith is safe and sound. There’s Dorothy Emmons, a true actress, Much real talent does she possess. On the girls’ team of basketball, Thelma Campbell is first of all. All of us are quick to learn, But what we get we really earn. While Carolyn and Evelyn, a witty twain Set the goal toward which we aim. So give three cheers for the Junior class And wish them well, each lad and lass. Drink long and deep for the success Of the J—U—N—I—O—B—S. —Glenn Rapalee, ’21). THE PEPPER POT ■13 We Want More Articles for the Pepper Pot Any member of Watkins Glen High School can hand •in material for his school paper if he so desires. More students should be encouraged to contribute their literary work to the Pepper Pot. Here are the few rules which must be followed: 1. Contributions may be prose, poetry, essays, discussions, plays, nr jokes; this is left to the discretion of the student. 2. All contributions must be written in ink, on one side of the paper and submitted before March 1st. 3. All contributions shall be submitted with the understanding that the Board may publish such of them as it may desire. 4. The work will be examined by Mrs. Sapora, Miss iSouhan, Mr. Depew and the Editors. Why We Should Buy the Pepper Pot We all, whether from the Freshman, Sophomore Junior or Senior classes, training class or eighth grade should consider it our duty to buy the copies of the school paper. We certainly all enjoy reading', it, therefore we should purchase our own copy and not borrow that of a friend. Perhaps some of us lack school spirit and do not care for the merits which are expressed in this little paper. We should express our loyalty to our school and buy the Pepper Pot. School spirit is one of the most important features of school life and must be taken into consideration at all times and under all circumstances. Therefore if you have not already purchased your subscription, do so now! —Armida Sgrecci, ’28. 14 THE PEPPER POT When It’s Christmas Us kids always has the mostest fun at Christmas. Johnny says he wisht it was Christmas all the time but I’m glad ’tisn’t ’cause then it wouldn’t be different an’ that’s why I like Christmas—’cause it’s different. They don’t anybuddy scold or growl at Christmas time. Every-buddv jist smiles an’ looks secret like. We had Christmas ex’cises at school las’ Friday an’ we singed songs like “Silent Night” an’ I speaked a piece about shepherds seem’ a star an’ bearin’ a angel savin’ “Peace On Earth” or sumpin’ like that. After we all speaked a man all stuffed up like Santy Clause come in. Johnny used to tell me they warn’t no Santy Claus. I didn’t like him to say that ’cause I thought they was a Santy but now I know ’cause that man was Kathern’s uncle with whiskers an’ a pillow in his stum-mick that he had to hold up. I asked mother if he was the Santy Claus that comes to our house an’ she saidr “Yes”, but she was jist purtendin’ cause Johnny an’ me found a lot a things in the clothescloset in a box that was on the Christmas tree this mornin’ so Santy don’t bring them at all but just mother and daddy. But we didn’t let on ’cause mother has such fun purtendin’ an’ we don’t want to spoil Christmas. Saturday we got our Christmas tree, Johnny an’ me an’ daddy. It was awful purty, all covered with a lot of sparkly snow. I almost didn’t want daddy to cut it down but Johnny said it would look even purtier with tinsel an presents on it. Yestiddy was Sunday an’ the day ’fore Christmas. I almost couldn’t wait, hardly. Johnny an’ me, we couldn’t even slide down hill cause it was Sunday. Las’ night after we went to bed I couldn’t go to sleep so I went an’ looked out the window where the moon was a-shinin’ on the ground all white an’ purty. I could see ever’thin’ just as plain as day. They was snow on the trees an’ snow on the ground an’ snow on everythin’ an’ the purtiest colored sparkles shinin’ everywhere. The stars was all sp xrklin’ too an’ I thought about the THE PEPPER POT 15 star the shephers saw an’ the angel savin’ “Peace On Earth.” Ever’thin’ was all so still an’ when 1 went back to bed I heard somebuddy singin’ “Silent.Night, Holy Night” an’ then it all faded away an’ 1 was asleep. I waked up awful early in the mornin’ an Johnny an’ me waked up ever’buddy yellin’ “ Merry Christmas.” We took off all the presents but 1 didn’t hardly even see what I got ’cause I was lookin’ at what ever’buddy else got. When it’s Christinas you don’t care what you have, you jist like to see how happy ever’buddy is. Johnny got the purtiest sled. Its name’s the “Scooter” and him an’ me was slidin’ down hill all the forenoon. This noon we had such a big dinner an’ comp’ny an’ ever’thin’. Now I’m so sleepy, but I’m awful, awful glad ’cause its Christmas. —Anna White, ’28. Gifts That Count It was four days before Christmas; the snow was gently falling, the air was crisp and cold. Harriet B. Stowe had returned from school. She came bouncing into the room. (She had been a bouncing baby and had not quite gotten over the quaint habit). “Why, Edgar Allen,” she cried, “How delightful to see you. What are you going to give me for Christ' mas?”’ She struck him playfully upon the vertebrae. Edgar Allen Poe jumped violently and cast a startled glance over his shoulder.-—(It landed several feet away.) “That I cannot say,” responded Edgar Allen, “because it is a secret but it will be a gift that will count.” “Edgar Allen, my curiosity consumes me,” said Harriet. THE PEPPER POT i “Contain yourself,’’ said Edgar Allen. “But how would you like some roller skates.’ “I do not choose to run in. 1928 ” said Harriet soberly- Mr. Poe’s face fell. (You could hear it drop.) “Harriet,” he said slowly, “did you ever stop to think of the number of little children (sob) who are unhappy, and unfed (sob) around Christmas time!” (sob) Emotion choked him and he fell dead from strangulation. After this tragedy Harriet became a serious minded young maiden. She was determined that all the children in her home town should receive gifts for Christmas, not trivial, unsensible ones , but gifts that counted! She resembled Mussolini in her determination. She Was tireless in her efforts. Christmas dawn broke with a startling blast and each child found in his stocking an adding machine; after all, that does count the most. X Y Z., ’28, Ode to Christmas From across the pearly, white snow and dells Wafts the faint pealing of joyful bells Bringing tidings to many a listening ear, Saying: “Christmas Day is almost here.” Up in the heavens and riding on high Is the one shining star God hung in the sky To guide the spirits as forth they ride Out o’er the land, side by side To herald once again that holy birth And bring peace and good-will to all men on earth. —Gladys Emmons, ’28. THE PEPPER POT 17 “Students and Faculty Localized” John Haughey went to the phone one day And rang up central in a regular way: He said to the girl who answered the bell, “Connect me please, with the Devil”—“Well, All right” said she—in a moment more Across the wire came an awful roar; It almost split Haughey’s ear in two, “Pm the Devil,” it said, “ Who on earth are you?” Poor John began to wish he had not Called up the king of the regions hot; “Please, please kind Satan,” he murmured low, “Is my old friend Ken down there below?” Then the Devil laughed and the laugh was grim, And he said, “Bet your life I got him; On a red hot griddle he frizzles and fries, And the imps shoot arrows into his eyes.” “Did you capture Mr. Depew?” “Well you bet I did, Twas like taking candy from a kid.” “And what is he doing down there below?” “He’s inventing a lotion to make students grow.” “And Charles Love?” “I have him fast, Tho’ he dodged me on earth, I caught him at last, He kicks a football made of rock, With naught on his foot—not even a sock. “And Mrs. Sapora, who ne’er murdered the English tongue ? ’ ’ Ne’er had the Devil’s laughter so loudly rung, “Yes, she’s here and her fate is such She’s condemned to listen to Bob Flynn’s Dutch.” “And Pettingill and Powers—those twin Micks?” “Oh! they’re both here with their shovels and picks: They work in my orange grove, and no green By these Irishmen is ever seen.” “I guess Carolyn Dudgeon escaped your paw.” “No, I have her fast in my iron claw, She is doomed to sit still, nor dare she walk While to her a dozen nice boys talk.” “Is Emma Lou Campbell there?” 18 THE PEPPER POT “Well she was at first, But she talked so much I felt accursed And she proved to me I should let her go; As to where she is now, I do not know.” “Just tell me please, is Bill Straight -there V7 Said Haughey with an ominous air, “Oh, lie’s here all right but he wants to go, For his friend Alice is not below.” “But one more question, if you please, And then, your Highness I’m ready to cease; And I hope this question you’ll answer true, For I want to know if ‘Hunky’s’ with you?” For a moment a terrible silence did reign Then the Devil shrieked, as in mortal pain, “Hunky Mills,” he yelled with a sob and a moan, “That kid’s in Heaven, right next to the throne. “I had a spot picked out for that lad But he slipped right by me and made me mad.” And then with a snarl the Devil hissed— “John Haughey, you’ll get the place he missed.” —Betty Kiermaier, ’29. S. 0. s. Startled and aghast, she shrank back from those dark, cruel eyes which seemed to pierce her inmost thoughts. His face was half concealed by his red desert robes but with a sudden movement, he pulled aside the cloth which protected his face from the hot burning sands of the Sahara and disclosed his long, pale face and his distorted, sardonic smile. Even the patient camel which stood by her side seemed to be affected by the fear which inspired her and he slowly moved away. The Arab came nearer. Unable to tear her eyes from his, she backed away until she stood under the solitary palm tree like one hypnotized. Still the Arab came towards her. He seized her wrists and twisted them cruelly. She struggled, panting, exhausted, wide-eyed with fear. The burning ball of the sun was sinking beneath THE PEPPER POT IS the horizon; it cast a lurid gleam over the hot sands; the sky overhead was ominous and foreboding, the Arab cast an alarmed glance over his shoulder. A sand storm! He mounted the camel and dragged her into the saddle. He struck the camel brutally and soon they were speeding through the sultry air. “Something for you, Miss?” Vanish romantic Arab, burning sands, flying camel, sultry air, hot sun, petrifying feears, sand storms and in their places--- ()nly a box with a picture—Dromendary Dates price twenty-five cents on sale now at the A. P.. —X Y Z, ’28. A Questionaire How old are you? Girls all say, “Four years older than you think we are,” Munson didn’t answer this question. How much do you weigh ? The grand average at sea level is about 95 pounds. The range varies from Regina Donnells at 54 to Harry Stout of an unknown quantity. Total weight of the school is in the vicinity of 33 tons. Who is the best-looking boy in school ? Most all the boys got one vote. Warren Kendall got three, due to stuffing the ballott box. Chester Dill won, having a total of twenty-three votes. What is your worst habit? “Blushing”, “Writing Notes”, “Talking Too Much”. Most pupils had no bad habits. What pupil is most likely to succeed? Every one voted for himself. William Roberts got three votes. What is your favorite song? “A Capital Ship.” Also a result of stuffing the ballot box. What is your worst course? Math., Language, Science, English, History, all entered the race. How can SCHOOL SPIRIT be improved? Get someone to import a little. —Frances Davis, ’28. 20 THE PEPPER POT A Christmas Party Given by the Faculty Some kind member of the Faculty, noticing the sad and woe-begone countenances of some of their cherished students, decided to have a party for them. Mr. Depew very kindly lent his room for the occasion and the chapel outside, the date was December seventeenth, after school. The first arrival was Charlie Love. He wore a cunning pair of pink, checked rompers, a pink toboggan cap and his usual trustful expression. Then came Harry Stout in a clean pinafore, Elijah Grace in swallow tails, Gladys and Dorothy Emmons in docellete evening gowns and many others. The reception committee was very busy greeting the guests and putting them at their ease? Mr. Fox and Miss Scobev enacted the roles of Mr. and Mrs. Santie Claws to the great delight of all the children. They distributed gifts to all the guests. Mr. Munson sacrificed his electric train and the receiver of this gift was Elinor Peck who was overcome with delightful emotion. Miss Prentice donated her scooter; the receiver was Esther Catlin who caused a diversion by riding her new plaything over the desks in chapel. Mr. Beers gave up his Raggedy Ann and Tinker Toys. Harry Klube fell heir to these monstrosities. Miss Sou-han gave up her rattle and Franklin Durlaiul’s joy was spasmodic when he received this donation. After the hilarity had lessened a bit, those assembled gathered around the Christmas tree and Miss Richardson told some antidotes. The party had a sad climax as Miss Ganung, Miss Gardner, Mr. Harkness and Mr. Perry stealthily stole out into the cafeteria and ate the refreshments. Some of the children were so disappointed that they went home in tears. Among those hungry were Marjorie Ector, Thelma Campbell, Glenn Rapalee, Henry Powers, Leona Price and Virginia Rooney. A few of the guests were: Mary Paradiso, quiet and subdued; Bertha Coon, doing Virgil; George Davis, seri- THE PEPPER POT 21 ous and dignified, Chester Dill saying “Now, I happen to know personally”; George Smith talking with animation about Erskine, and others too numerous to mention. Some of our entertaining playmates were absent but the children who did attend had a delightful time and each one thanked the Faculty kindly. The party ended In a riot after discussing Mr. Coolidge’s “I do not choose to run in 1928.” One faction was led by Mr, Owens, the other by Elaine Chase. —Jane Archer, ’28. A Pome From some students in class each day Teachers hear the folio wiling with dismay. “I studied but T don’t remember” Donald Smith said during November. “I know but I can’t quite say” Is for Mary Paradiso the easy way. “What is the question?” by Bertha Coon Is heard in each and every class room. “De branche en branche” for many a day Charles Mills said in the same sweet way. Chester Dill speaks up like a man Whenever, wherever, he possibly can. We all know what Frederick Specchio will say If the teeacher asks him a question today. If your name’s on the board for this paper to write Jane and Chester will hound you from morn’ till night. So let us advise you, classmates, and all Get it in on time if you write at all. —Janice Cooper, ’28. Lu Fauna Chase, ’28. 22 THE PEPPER POT “Oh, You Turkey!” Tired, penniless, and hungry, I trod the crowded streets of the strange city, hoping that some one might pity me; but every one seemed to be occupied elsewhere. Disturbed by the hurry and bustle of the traffic, the talking and gossiping of the passing crowds, I decided that if I expected to eat, it would be by my own efforts. Oh! I had a bright idea! Would it be of any satisfaction? Possibly, at least it would get me my supper; which was the most important problem at the present moment. I entered a huge building, looked about me, and decided it must be some theatrical concern. Frightened and nervous, 1 hastily powdered my nose, brushed the dust from my shabby coat, and pretended that I was well acquainted with such circumstances. I boldly asked the young man whom I met if I might see the manager. At my request, he quickly led me into a large office. Collecting my shattered thoughts, I was determined to win. The manager was a tired, aged man, probably worried by his financial troubles. ‘I saw your advertisement in the ‘Daily Press,’ ” I began, “and I consider myself capable of fulfilling the position. I am known throughout the country by my famous performance of thrilling stunts. I understand that is what you are asking.” The gentleman slowly raised his head, looked me over from head to foot, as if he criticized my appearance. “Have you ever been dangerously injured while thus performing?” he inquired. “No,” I replied. He hesitated a moment. Finally it was arranged that I should report the next day; and to insure my return, he handed me ten dollars. At last I had enough money to get my supper. What THE PEPPER POT 23 a feed I would have! Steak and potatoes, how it made my mouth water! As I walked along, puzzling thoughts filled my mind. IIow could 1 return to the manager when I knew nothing about performing stunts? Finally I decided to let the problem solve itself. The next morning brought a different day. After buying my breakfast, I reported to the manager who seemed pleased at my return. “First ’ said he, “ We shall go up to the sixty-first story of this building.’’ On arriving at the top, I found a very spacious garden. “You ’ began the manager, “yon are to ride around the very edge of this building on this bicycle. Each time, you must increase your speed. On the third round you must go across that narrow beam to the opposite side.” I did not listen for further instructions. “ I must make this a success,” I thought. I mounted the two wheeled vehicle as he directed. First I rode about the garden awhile, then attempted going near the edge. Wasn’t it perfectly thrilling! I increased my speed. I seemed to be sailing around in the air. The cars in the street below appeared like specks. At his command, I began to cross the narrow beam. How exciting! What was that strange sound? Rustling of wings, yes, death himself was watching me. When 1 had arrived at the opposite side, attendants were present, ready to take me to my room. The next day was even more exciting. Today’s task was jumping from an airplane. As I mounted the “Spirit of St. Louis,” I told Lindy that 1 felt this was going to be a failure. However, he encouraged me faithfully and flew high in the air. After we had mounted above the clouds he told me to prepare myself. I tied the parachute about my waist, ready for Lindy’s command. How- 24 THE PEPPER POT ever, eager to get back to earth, T jumped before he had ordered. Down, down, down, I went, whirling, swinging,, tossing. What a strange feeling! Would I never reach the bottom? Thump! “Ah, my head,’’ I cried, “What did I strike?” “Why you silly girl,” mother cried as she rushed into my bedroom. “You shouldn’t have eaten so much of that turkey last night. Why, Julia, you have actually fallen out of bed.” —A. Sgrecci, ’28. Modern Use of Shaqespeare by the Faculty You should have studied before There should have been a time for such doing. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in these petty tests from day to day To the end of the school year. And all your yesterdays have lighted you The way to lower marks. Out, out, Tom Foolery! You are but a walking delegate, a poor student, Who plays and fools his periods in the classroom And then knows no more. You are a baby Playing with toys, full of talk and laughter. Learning nothing. Janice Cooper, ’28. LuFanna Chase, ’28. A Freshman’s View on High School The upper classmen probably think that a freshman has no views. We have. One of the strongest is our view on High School. Chapel is our “Waterloo”. We are dignified and graceful until we walk in there. Then our good points go to pieces. We become blushing, overgrown kids with an over-surplus of arms and legs. When we enter we THE PEPPER POT 25 walk in a daze, seeing a sea of laughing faces in a Hut, Wc walk up to tlie teacher in front and give her our slip. Then we go to our seats wondering all the time. “Do 1 look all right?” “Am 1 doing the right thing?” “Oh •dear, why do my feet persist in making so much noise.” “Why am 1 blushing so?” When we finally get to our seat every one is smiling and we wish we could sink thru the floor. Of course there are some confident ones who know that they are doing the right thing and laugh and joke with the upper classmen, while we sit by wondering how they do it. After a while our shyness wears tiff and we begin to wonder why we can’t be popular like some of the Juniors and Seniors. But we decide that we cannot be popular until we are no longer Freshmen and are treated with more respect. But wait till we are Sophomores—Then we will be •able to laugh at the Freshies. Revenge is sweet! Let the upper classmen laugh at us now—and when we are in their position, we too will laugh—just wait! Marjorie E. Kiermaier, ’31. The Freshman Reception The night of Oct. 11, was patiently waited for, especially by the Freshmen because it was a reception given by all the classes in their honor. The excitement began at eight o’clock sharp. The first thing on the program for the evening was the plays given by the different classes. The first play was given by the Freshmen. They had a large piece of cloth designed to represent a music staff and in place of each note, there was a head sticking through. Accompanied by the piano, they sang while 26 THE PEPPER POT Ellen Kelly and June Cunningham did some clever fairy dancing. The next play was by the Sophomores. They represented ail old time symphony orchestra, and were dressed in old fashioned clothing. This orchestra being well directed by the notorious musician, John Haughey, produced many disagreeable syncopations, trying to find a lost chord. The next play was given by the Juniors. The idea of their play was the hiring of a stenographer. Kenneth Patchen playing the part of the boss of the office had considerable difficulty in finding a stenographer. The first to apply for the position was an old maid, telling the boss what was required of him. Then a widow with a yelping poodle, then a lady of nobility with a string of ancestors a mile long, and finally a quiet, conservative woman, who was hired. There were also clever wise cracks, made in Mr. Brown’s office which added to the humor of the play. The next was dialogues given by the Training Class which were interesting and humorous. The last play was given by the Senior class. They cleverly presented a mock trial for a divorce, for a woman who was struck in the face for leaving her husband’s soup hot. After the plays were over refreshments were served from the cafeteria room and eaten in the gym. The rest of the evening was spent dancing to music furnished by Dixon’s orchestra from Watkins. From this well spent evening we concluded that the reception was a huge success. —William Manning, ’29. THE PEPPER POT 27 The Dramatic Club Early in November on a dark and dreary A. M. a small band of students gathered around Mrs. Sapora. 1 pon consultation they decided to elect as their high and mighty President, Chester A. Dill; as his noble assistant Mary Paradiso. To Betty Kiermaier fell the honor of keeping said accounts and hoarding the filthy lucre. It was decided that two bits would be the penalty imposed upon each bloody dramatist. After these plans were made the conspirators filed into the hall cf perdition to pose once more as common students. A fortnight later the conspirators met at their appointed rendezvous where they decided to test their histrionic abilities by the presentation of a few theatrical compositions. The booty obtained by these depredations was to be given to the oldest class of students in the local school—namely, “The Seniors”. This band of dramatists would appreciate the attendance of all would-be actors and actresses who are willing to give their loyal support (MONEY). At this injuncture the clan was summoned by the clarion call of the bell rung by the imperial leader, Mr. Beers. Signed in blood, —John Coraman, ’29. —Charlotte Davis, ’28. Watkins Glen, 0 vs. Penn Yan, 4 The first game of the season! The first game ever played! A league game! A wet day and on foreign territory. What evil omens could fore-sign such a fate. But our boys marched gayly and dauntlessly into the ranks of the seasoned and hard-trained foe. Before the game had hardly started Captain Durland was taken out 28 THE PEPPER POT because of a sprained wrist. Penn Yan succeeded in rolling the pig-skin under the horse-shoe twice in the first half. After Coach Fox had’ given the fellows a little-speech between halves, they were more determined than ever, at- least to score. When the whistle blew, a grim-faced and set-muscled line were waiting to receive the ball but in each quarter thereafter Penn Yan registered! one score. We lost that game but we were not defeated. The timidness over the first game had worn off and the boys were like rookies trained into hardened soldiers after one battle which could do as much or more than ten times as much practice.. Watkins Glen, 2 vs. Bath, 1 The second game and the fellows were more rough and more ready to meet the on-coming forces in a game with which they Were now acquainted, from their initial game at Penn Yan. From the very beginning- Watkins showed its superiority and held confidence in victory, not because it was on its own grounds but because it had the “stuff”. The ball was continually hovering near the Bath goal and the full-backs were hard-put endeavoring to protect the goals. The first quarter ended 0-0. In the latter part of the second quarter Johnny Cornman’ delivered a deliberate and well-aimed kick which smashed through the Bath defense. In the following third quarter Decker did his bit by following Cornman’s suit. Bath made a final effort and succeeded in driving the ball through by a lucky break in the iast few minutes of the game. So the Watkins forces were still even with a record of having won 1 and lost 1. THE PEPPER POT 29 Watkins Glen, 2 vs. Penn Yan, 1 An overly confident bunch of fellows invaded our dominions on that fateful day when Watkins was out for blood. Revenge! Watkins dashed right through Penn Yan’s well-trained defense with Decker leading and sending the ball through the amazed Penn Yan goalkeeper. During the second quarter the ball held mutual understanding and zig-zagged back and forth between the goals. In the third quarter Penn Yan kicked the ball through on a penalty tying the score 1-1. Both teams were playing a serious defensive. After a rest between quarters Hank Powers got his second wind and slid under the goal with the ball under him. Coach Fox’s associated-football players worked like a mechanical device going through their signals and plays perfectly, Watkins had clearly shown its improvement over' Penn Yan, whistling off to victory to the merry tune of 2-1. Watkins was now “two” to “one” on the winning side of this initiated game called association football. Watkins Glen, 1 vs. Bath, 1 The final game of the season. A wet, cold, bitter day with a strong wind blowing. Even the stalwart Caesar would refrain from leading his iron clad legions against opposing forces on such a day as this. During the first two quarters the long white mark through center seemed to be a variable magnet always pulling the ball away from the goals. Watkins aimed many well-delivered kicks but the wind always curved the ball away from the goals. It is not to be wondered, though, since eleven fellows were kicking the ball back again. In the third quarter Straight kicked a beautiful ball from entering our goal. In the final quarter Bath rushed a ball through that barely escaped the reaching hands of Charles Mills. THE PEPPER POT M Thus ended a happy season with Watkins carrying away the championship by registering two victories and one tie game of four games. “All is well that ends well,” says mister what’s his name; so we will all give a earth-rocking cheer for the past soccer season and a cheer that will rock the heavens for the coming basket ball season. “Lest We Forget” The boys of the second team and those of whom mention has not been made above. To develop a team of eleven men it is at least necessary to have eleven other men to scrimmage against. Besides those who did not score there are others who helped support those who did score while going through with the ball. Goalkeeper Mills Right Fullback .. Left Fullback .... Right Halfback .. Left Halfback .... Smith, Durland Center Halfback .. Right Wing Right Inside Center Left Inside Left Wing Halfback Halfback ' Captain .. Franklin Durland Manager Girl’s Basketball Notes A week or so before Thanksgiving Coach Fox announced that the girls’ basketball would hold its first practice. He found a large squad of girls, all eager to win recognition by their work on the court. THE PEPPER POT Si As time went on some of these girls dropped out of -he competition. We were sorry to see them go. Be-member, girls, “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” The remaining girls worked faithfully under the management of Coach Fox until he announced that the team was prepared for its first encounter. Just before combat with Waterloo, “Sadie” Johnson caused much commotion by declaring that she “would not run during 1927 and 1928.” We miss you Sadie! Those chosen to represent Watkins High on the Basketball court wre: Mary Winifred Love, l.f., Lula Bell Swarthout, r.f., Thelma Campbell, c., Thelma Sreeves, s.c, Charlotte Davis, r.g., Betty Kiermaier, c.g. The squad consists of Mary Ellen Powers, Emma Louise Campbell, Ellen Donnells, June Cunningham, Mary Knapp, Mary Birge, Marjorie Kiermaier, Anna Given, Minnie Frost, Cora Frost, Alice Kent, Mabel Maloney, Alice and Hannah Donnells, Watkins Glen, 24 vs. Waterloo, 13 For the first time, this season, the girls met Waterloo on the Watkins Court and trounced them to the tune of 24-13. That’s a good start—let's keep it up! Betty Kiermaier ’29, Training Class Notes September sixth found the training class room filled with twenty-six eager faces, ready for work different from any they had before encountered. This proved a short week, as on Friday we attended a teachers’ conference at the court house with other rural teachers. The most interesting part of this meeting was an address by Dr. Melchoir of Syracuse University. 32 THE PEPPER POT On Thursday and Friday of the second week of school we were confronted with some state examinations which did not prove so bad as we had feared. We told some startling facts (f) in these examinations. On October twentieth and twenty-first, while Miss Gaming was in Albany attending University Convocation, the members of our class observed in different rural schools throughout the country. On our return we had many things to discuss. On November eighteenth and nineteenth) we all went to Elmira and attended the zone meeting of the State Teachers’ Association. This meeting was both profitable and enjoyable. At least we were all enjoying it until Air. Mooney, Supervisor of Training Classes, calmly told us that we were to have one comprehensive examination in all training class subjects during regents week in January. We have since learned that the fatal date is January eighteenth. Senior Notes The Senior Class assembled for the first time this vear, September 20, 1927. Air. Beers presided. The election of class officers followed. Charles Love was re-elected President; Gladys Emmons, vice president; James Howard, treasurer; Bertha Coon, secreetarv and Harry Klube, business manager. We unanimously elected Air. Depew for class teacher. This is Air. Depew’s second year with our class. The ring that the Senior class has chosen this year is a standard ring for all future Senior classes. The ring is a very clever make and very good looking with the facsimile of the school on it. The class colors are blue and gold. THE PEPPER POT 33 The class motto is: “Labor Omnia Vincit.” (Work conquers All Things). Mabel Maloney has been given charge of all the bake sales. She certainly is a great success, each sale has brought in over $16. Keep it up, Seniors, we need the money! The candy sales are progressing. Come on, Seniors, Juniors and everybody, buy more candy! It’s good! The class ordered examination papers to be sold at examination time and certainly sold them. This is the first time the school has had these papers but because they are so satisfactory, we are sure that future seniors will have the same opportunity that we had to sell them. At the Freshman reception, Oct. 11, the Senior class put on a very clever stunt. We have so much ability in criminal and trying times, that a mock trial was just the thing. Dignified Charles Love was our judge, Gladys Emmons who loves to chirp “next” was clerk and so on until the members of the class filled their respective parts. And then! The election dinner, Xov. 8, was a huge success. Donald Smith, a very capable person, had charge of the affair. We were certainly busy on that memorable day and our efforts were more than repaid for it was one of the largest and best dinners ever given. The class wishes to thank all its school helpers and those who so cheerfully and efficiently helped us: Mrs. Scanlon, Mrs. Archer, Mrs. Ivlube, Mrs. Cooper, Mrs. Durland, Mrs. Love, Mrs. Sackett and Mr. Sebring. On Nov. 26, the Senior class had charge of the dinner given for the 4-H club. A good many praises were sung for us about the excellent dinner and splendid service. The Senior class again wishes to thank those who aided in this affair. The ladies of the Presbyterian church, 34 THE PEPPER POT Mrs. Scanlon and Mrs. Love. The class certainly appreciates all that is done to help it. The Senior Ball, that grand and glorious affair is occupying all our minds at present. We are determined to make this the greatest hall in all past,, present and future history. Jane Archer is Editor-In-Chief of the Pepper Pot. Chester Dill is president and Mary Paradiso, vice-president of the Dramatic club. Oh these Seniorsf Mabel Maloney, Mary Knapp and Charlotte Davis are members of this year’s basketball squad. Mary Paradiso was chosen manager of the 1927-28 Girls’ Basketball Team. Franklin Purland and Charles Love represent the class on the Basketball team and represented it on the successful soccer team. And Franklin is manager ot the Boys’ Basketball team for 11)27-28. Chester Dill, Mary Knapp, Mary Paradiso, Frances Davis, Marjorie Ector and Gladys Emmons are on the honor roll for the first quarter. I wonder where the rest of the Seniors are? Junior Jots On the first day of school this year a very exciting event took place. A small airship was seen by many town people sailing over Watkins Glen. To everyone’s great surprise it glided slowly down on the school grounds. Many people rushed to the scene and who do you think they found! Alighting from the mighty craft were some students of Watkins Glen High School eager to get back to school. Of course everyone could tell by their wise countenances that they were .Juniors, but it was no more than one could THE PEPPER POT 35 •expect that they should bo the first of the classes to arrive. That was not all. Each member of this class had new ideas and plans to help it to become popular this year and next. Our big ideas were made known in our first class meeting. First we elected our class officers as follows: (hass teacher, Mr. Fox; a wise choice. Don’t you think? President, “Ken” Patchen, a very energetic member. Vice-president, Betty Kiermaier, one of our equally energetic girls. Secretary, Mary Walsh, don’t you thing she’s a good one! Treasurer. Louis Smith, he is trustworthy. Business Manager “Bill” Manning, he is all for business. This meeting was held only to organize our class. At the next one we began to get busy. We decided to have a regular meeting the lirst Monday of every month. Mr. Fox gave us a short talk on school spirit also at this meeting. That certainly helped a great deal and we were very grateful. In our numerous meetings we made many plans for the future. A one act play was given by the Junior Class at the Freshman reception and later at the Parent-Teachers’ meeting. The actors and actresses were: “Ken” Patchen, “Bill’ Manning, Dorothy Emmons, “Betty” Kiermaier, Elaine Chase and ’Thelma Campbell. The play was called “Trying Them Out.” There are Juniors! Juniors! everywhere. Many were on the soccer team, in the high school orchestra, in the operetta, on the basketball team and on the Pepper Pot staff. Best of all we had six on the honor roll. That was a good showing but let’s do better next time. We were sorry to lose one member of our class, Charles Maxwell, who moved to Montour Falls. The Juniors are thriving happily in their work this year and they wish good luck to all the other classes. 36 THE PEPPER POT Sophomore Scribblings On October 11th, the Freshman Reception was held. The Sophomore’s stunt was an old-fashioned orchestra, with John Haughey as leader. The players were dressed as typical of olden times, and played a great variety of instruments. Other features were a “Rye Waltz” by two couples and a song with ukelele accompaniment. Three meetings of the Sophomore Class have been held so far this year. At the first, officers were elected as follows: Willis Frost, President; Catherine Walsh, vice-president; Arthur Phelps, treasurer; Dorothy Walsh secretary; Andrew Gardner, business manager with Miss Richardson as class teacher. At the third meeting, the amount of dues decided upon was ten cents each month, beginning in December, —and let us add that all Sophomores are to begin paying them. Sophomores participating in the Glee club are: Alberta Ash, Ellen Donnells, Hannah Donnells, Alice Donnells, Doris Ely, Alta LaMoreaux, and Mary Thompson; those in tennis club are: Winifred Love, Alice Donnells and Ellen Iunnells; in orchestra: Louis Peck. Honor students for first ten weeks are: Elizabeth Mourey, Carl Walsh, John Maxwell and Martha Leonard. “Only eight shopping days before Christmas,” but there are almost thirty ‘studying’ days before Regents. As we would do our Christmas shopping early, so let us do our Regent’s studying early! Freshman Brieflets The Freshman class met in the south study hall for the purpose of electing class officers. Mr. Beers acted as chairman. The followinng were elected: President, Sidney Pettingill; vice-president, June Cunningham; sec- THE PEPPER POT 37 retary, Marjorie Kiermaier; treasurer, John Beers; bus-iness manager, Anna Morris, The class teacher chosen was Miss Prentice. The Freshman reception was held on Monday, the eleventh of October. Each class presented some stunt, which was given in the downstairs hall. From there everyone went directly to the gymnasium, where dancing was enjoyed. The Freshmen made a good showing in soccer. The following were out for the team: Sidney Pettingill, Henry Powers, Harrison Johnson, Charles Decker and George Solomets. They all did well. The following Freshmen are out for basketball this year: Helen Moran, Helen Coughlin, Anna Givin, Marjorie Kiermaier, Charlotte Williams and June Cunningham. We wish them good luck. Alumni Notes Another class has passed into that roll of honor, the Alumni of Watkins Glen High School. Their Alma Mater misses each one individually. The Pepper Pot wishes each one of the following success and happiness in the course he has chosen. Harriet Howard........ Gladys Holly.......... Cynthia Wescott....... Alice Burch........... Lucy Mills............ Nellie Bannon......... Thelma Shreeves....... Leona LaMoreaux....... Justine Burch......... Erma Kent............. Freda MacIntyre....... Amy Viglione.......... ....Training Class ....Post Graduate ....Post Graduate .Cornell University ....Training Class ....Post Graduate ....Training Class ....Training Class Cornell University ....Post Graduate ....Training Class ..........Working 38 THE PEPPER POT Gertrude Mulligan..General Hospital, Rochester Dorothy Smith.......................Working Ruth Smith..................Training Class Francis Waugh...............Training Class Eva Sherrer.................Training Class Georgia Dill................Training Class Flora MacIntyre.....................Working Esther Howell...............Training Class Mildred Howell....................Secretary Sarah ... .............Training Class Helen Wickham...............Post Graduate Carl Isley..........................Working Russel Martin.......................Working Lawrence Hammer.............Post Graduate Wallace Wasson......................Working Franklyn Wasson....Binghamton Tech. School Jack Palmer.................Post Graduate George Chase.............Government Work Jack Kent...................Cook Academy Dominick Fraboni............Cook Academy Leslie Berry........................Working Clinton Stilwell....................Working Gordon Beebe................Cook Academy Charles Bond................Post Graduate Edgar Heath.........................Working Harry Stout.................Post Graduate Harry Hedden........................Working Delbert Foote.......................Working William Powers......................Working Martin De Munn........Inspector of Railroad John Wright.........................Working Bernice Moore...............Training Class Eighth Grade Notes Our class held a meeting one day last month and elected the following officers: President, Eugene Hunt; vice-president, Fred Fordam; secretary, Lawrence Romeo; treasurer, Joseph Paradiso. THE PEPPER POT 39 Our class colors are purple and gold. Our motto is “Not Finished, Just Begun.” On the Friday evening preceding Halloween our grade held a Halloween party at Sciore’s Restaurant. Everyone went and had a lot of fun. Minerva Garlock, of Sodus Point, joined our class the first of November. Grace Bennet also joined our class the first of the year. Maurice Himon was in town for a week so he decided to come around and see what a real school was like. As a result we have another member in our class for a week. Many of us are working hard so that we may take spelling, history and arithmetic regents in January. Exchange Department The exchanges received up to the time of this issue are especially interesting and well-written. If any criticism is made through this department, on any maza-zine we hope that it will be taken in the right spirit. It, is meant in all ways to be helpful. All exchanges are being placed in the Sclpool Library and all students who wish, may obtain theVn from the librarian. “The Alumni Mirror”—A well written paper from St. John’s School of Bridgeport, Connecticut. The cover design is the best received this year. “The Mcles Eye”—A paper published by the Junior Class of Milton High School, Milton, Iowa. An equal space is devoted for each grade and High school year. It is easy to see that sports rank high in the minds of Milton students by the manner in which the Football games are written up. “Orange and Blue”—A four page paper published by the Senior class of Elmira Heights. An extra good 40 THE PEPPER POT example of the average high school paper. It is well divided into special departments. Each one of these is an outstanding edition. “The Ulsterette”—This is a well arranged paper, we would suggest a few more stories. The titles for the class notes are very good. A Girl Hung I Her arms around a young man’s neck and begged him to take her to the Senior Ball, the biggest and the best party scheduled during the Christmas holidays, at the gym, December 30, 1927. Reilly’s orchestra. Bill, $2. Mrs. Sapora: “Give me a word in which a hyphen is used. ’ ’ Sidney Pettingall: “Bird-cage.” Mrs. Sapora: “That’s right. Can you tell me why We put a hyphen in bird-cage ”’ Sidney: “It’s for the bird to sit on.” Landlady (crossly): “Well, do you want a room?” Mr. Munson: “No. I want to disguise myself as a banana and sleep in a fruit dish.” An Alumnus of W. H. S. was home from college. One day he said to his mother: “May I tell you a narrative?” “What’s that”, asked his mother. “A narrative is a tale,” he replied. That night when going to bed, he said: “Shall I extinguish the light?” “What does extinguish mean?” asked him mother. “Extinguish means to put out,” replied the son. The next day, his mother had some visitors, the dog came in: “John, take our dog by the narrative and extinguish him,” she said. THE PEPPER POT 41 The Last Chord I cannot sing of Autumn nights Nor lovers ’neath the moon— I cannot sing of perfumed winds That kiss the still lagoon. I cannot sing of happy hearts, of wedding bells that ring— Alas, I cannot sing these things Because I cannot sing. Miss Soulian: “John Beers, would you like a front seat?’ ’ John: “How much do they cost?” Matrimonial Mathematics By Mr. Munson In Union there is strength My wife and I are ten She’s the one, I am the naught That’s the way it’s always been Mary had a little lamb Of this you’ve heard before But did you know she passed her plate And had a little more? Charles has a little dog It is a noble pup It stands upon it’s front legs If you hold the hind ones up. 42 THE PEPPER POT Helen and Mary (singing) Where is my wandering boy tonight? Charlie Love (also singing) I’m coming, I’in coming. Lives of Editors remind us That their lives are not sublime That they have to work like thunder To get their copy up in time. Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust If Latin don’t kill me Geometry must. A ship without a rudder An oyster without a pearl But the strangest sight I ever saw Was Donald Smith without a girl. Miss Scobey: “Give the principle parts of pig.” Donald Coughlin: Pigo, Pigere, squeely, gruntum.” In 1988.— Bertha: ‘ ‘ Pardon mv good man, I am looking for a small man with a monocle.” Glenn: “If ’e’s a very small man, lady, why doncher use a microscope?” THE PEPPER POT 43 Bill: “Darling, you are the light of my soul. I adore you.” Alice: “I wish I could say the. same about you.” Bill: “You could, if you were as good a liar as I am.” The best way to get a kick out of life is to stoop over. “A is a maid of winning grace. B is a wide encircling arm How many times is A in B?” He questioned calculatively. She blushed and said with air sedate Its not quite clear, please demonstrate. Happy Hours— When Oral English comes around When Book Reviews are due, When the Probation list is read, When the Freshmen stay in their places. When Meeker Townsend grows up. When Mr. Fox gives calisthenics. School papers are great inventions The school gets all the fame The printer gets the money And the staff gets all the blame. Christmas wishes to us all from William Shakespeare. Your hearts’ desire be with you— —As You Like It. 44 THE PEPPER POT Now good digestion wait on appetite and health on both. —Macbeth. Dost thou think because thou art virtuous, there’ll be no more cakes and ale? —Twelfth Night. Good geiitlemen, look fresh and merrily. —Julius Caesar. It is now our time to cry, “Good joy, good joy, my lord and lady”— —Merchant of Venice. I wish you all the joy that you can wish. —Merchant of Venice V ith mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come. —Merchant of Venice Let’s away to part the glories of this happy day.” —Julius Caesar. Dear Santie Claws, Please Bring, For the basketball teams, a song entitled “It all Depends On You.” Aesthetic Dancing lessons for Harry Stout. A “fellow in high school” for Lois LaFrance. A toy drum for Louis Peck. Some paper dolls for Dutch Haughev. All Senior dues for James Howard. A Rolls Royce for Harold Canfield. A loud-speaker for Betty Matthews. Mr. Beers: “If you wanted to leave the school building why didn’t you come and ask my permission first!” Louis Smith: “Because I wanted to leave.” Bill Viglione: “You can’t guess where I’ve been. Mr. Beers: “I can, but tell your story first. THE PEPPER POT 45 If 'VY. H. S. should have an auditorium before Christmas. 1980. If All the students should pass their January Regents. If No one runs in the halls. If At the noon hour, each pupil would silently and with dignity, descend the stairways. If All students arrived on time one day in the year. Then Santie Claws will surely have visited the students and faculty on Dec. 25. The Following Shows Are Coming, During the Christmas Holidays Monday and Tuesday, December 19th and 20th Wm. Hooghkirk in “Wild Horse Stampede.” Tremendousvthrilling action drama with a dashing hero. Spiced with love and laughter. Wednesday, December 21st Georgia Ely and Boy Field in “Sealed Hearts” A sardonic comedy, tinged with love and romance. Thursday, December 22nd Dorothy Emmons in “The Campus Flirt.” Dorothy the prettiest compus flirt to whom you ever lost your heart. 46 THE PEPPER POT Friday, December 23rd. “We’re All Gamblers” Starring George Sackett and Charles Bond The most thrilling “seven come eleven” in history, Saturday, December 24th “One Woman to Another” Starring Sally Haughey with Mary Thompson Coming! Coming! Coming! An epic of torture and war that has made this picture, history. Astonishment, awe, tears, thrills, horror and despair—Truly there has never been a film equal to “The Scandals of 1928”, starring regents. The faculty plays the opposite lead. Coming January 16-17-18-19 Adults, $.50 Children, $.25 Generally speaking, Mr. Depew is—generally speaking. LuFanna: “And why do you call ‘Jimmy” Humpty-Dumpty ? ’ ’ Gertrude: “He fell for me and it broke him.” Loretta Seeley: “We have two days off, next week of school.” Ruth Manning: “And how?” Loretta Seeley: “Saturday and Sunday.” “I can read your mind like a book,” Mr. Depew droned on, “I can tell just what each of you is thinking.” “Well, why don’t you go there?” remarked Kenneth Patchen from the rear seat. THE PEPPER POT 47 Miss Gardner: “What is bacteria?” Helen Sackett: “The rear entrance of a cafeteria.” Remember Hunky, that a boycott isn’t a male dev-enport. Miss Richardson: ‘ ‘Robert Straight, why don’t you answer my question?” Robert (after pausing): “Little boys should be seen, not heard.” If opportunity knocks but once, Doyle’s Ford must be a roaring success. It knocks all the time. WATKINS EXPRESS PRINT w aiKUia Oien, N. 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