West High School - Hesperian Yearbook (Minneapolis, MN)

Text from Pages 1 - 144 of the 1914 volume:

I) K I) I C A T I () X This book—the effort of our Class is most respectfully dedicated to Mr. Jordan, in appreciation of his work for West High, and to the West Spirit, for which he stands. Pjiko TWO Page Throe Page Four Pago Five Page Six ywlANV entertaining stories of school life have been written, depicting individual triumphs of courage and heroism, based upon single events, or having the broad background of manifold phases of school activity; but no story that has ever come to the writer's attention lias equalled in human interest the annals of the year now closing at West. We have achieved great victories, as hard fought and thrilling as any ever storied in prose or poem. We have tasted defeat, (but not dishonor), striving to our utmost ability. We have laughed together in comedy and burlesque. We have been united by the bond of a common sorrow in bereavement. We have rejoiced in the power of the conqueror, and felt the humility of the vanquished. The most serious Senior and the most frivolous Freshman have alike added an experience that cannot be matched in variety and interest by any bit of fiction ever written, for they have lived! And it is good to have lived in West this past year. In retrospect, one fact looms big before us. The school has grown; grown physically, grown mentally, grown morally, grown in spirit. Yes, grown in spirit; for our great school has a soul, which we denominate the WEST SPIRIT. 'Pile West Spirit is the spirit of her sons and her daughters, in essence the spirit of youth. But it is more than that. It is tin spirit of youth augmented by all that is best in youth, with all that is base or mean eliminated. It is the apotheosis of moral courage sublimated by enthusiasm, and permeated with the consciousness of power to achieve even that which is called impossible. So that if the West Spirit of this year shows growth, it means that you who have lived in West have put more that was good into the school than has been done before; and by the law of compensation, have received more that was good from the school than have your predecessors. The experience of triumph is always pleasing; and there is always born an ambition to eclipse past glories. So just as you who have led this year have achieved much, there is engendered in the hearts of you who are to lead next year, the desire to press on to greater things. And a greater and better West Spirit will result, if, even more than was done this year, you place your talents at the service of the school, for higher scholarship, better athletics, more correct conduct, and purer morals. May the West Spirit inspire those of you who will remain with enthusiasm to win higher laurels for the school! And may it be the inspiration of those of you who leave, to do great and good things for your country, as you have done for your school! Pane Seven (Tlie Jfarulttj R. II. Jordan, Principal English— Marie R. Aeomh Edward A. Blomfield Hannah M. Griffith Blaine MeKusick Clara L. Mandeville E. Dudley Parsons Edith M. Penney Mary E. Raines Eva C. Reid Jenny L. Teeter Grave Watts Latin— Robert J. Barnes Mary T. Brewer (on leave of absence) Eliza Kay Brown Louise E. Dunbar Elizabeth P. Fairfield Dora I). Henderson German— Susan B. Ileffernan Carl O. Kloepfer French— Jennie I. Miseock Martha L. Tobin Mathematics— Maud G. Beck Thomas P. Gruwell Clara B. Ilubachek Mary Kerr Francis E. Pray Lillian J. Sterrett Martha B. West History— Mrs. I. Marie Berg EfTie J. Kennedy Irene MeKeehan (on leave of absence) Amanda J. Sundean Mabel H. Thomas Winifred E. Turner Civics— Albert J. Lobb Chemistry— Jessie P. Caplin Clifford G. Salt Physics— Samuel N. Coher John II. Cook Botany— Deborah M. Anderson Commercral Sur.jects— Henry W. Darr A. B. Opfer Geography— Charles E. Huff Drawing— Georgia M. Rees Mary L. Willard Lavinia Sterrett Mechanical Drawing— Ray L. South worth Domestic Art and Science— Mary R. von Storch Mary L. Knox Manual. Training— George A. Campbell John P. Granner Guy R. Lander Music— Donald N. Ferguson Mrs. Agnes Fryberger Clerks— Marjorie Chase Vera A. Childs Page Eight □BOOK ON ED lUltcre Avc (lhen 7 Ten little freshmen Standing in a line, One could not enter West, So there were nine. Nine little freshmen Came very late, Miss Chase sent one home, Then there were eight. Eight little freshmen Tried for the “eleven,” One got knocked out, Then there were seven. Five little freshmen Vowed to work no more, • One skipped chorus, Then there were four. Four little freshmen, Oh ! it’s sad you see, One heard of smallpox, Then there were three. Seven little freshmen In an awful fix, Big senior smiled at one, Then there were six. Three little freshmen, All very blue, One got vaccinated, Then there were two. Six little freshmen Very much alive, Harold Wood nabbed one, Then there were five. ■V Two little freshmen Talking in the hall, .Miss Kerr got them, There that s all. Marion White. Page Nine (Our (Little op!i cultures West High has some Sophomores as cute as cute can be, Hut what can be the use of them is more than Seniors see: They are very like the Freshmen from the heels up to the head, And they’re just a grade above them I’m sure I’ve heard it said. The funniest thing about them is they think they know it all, Just as if they were the Seniors who are really awful tall. And they look with scorn at Juniors who’ll he Seniors pretty soon And if they speak to Freshmen they consider it a boon. They haven’t any notion of how Sophomores ought to act, And have no imaginations but only stick to fact. They stay so close beside their books they’re cowards one can see. I’d be ’shamed to let a Junior see a Sophomore speak to me. One morning very early when it was none too cool, The Sophomores heard that Seniors had left the West High School, And now they wish they’d known them and been to them polite For the Seniors will be graduating on a certain Tuesday night. Jam. 0 1 - 1914- tlic Junior QLIass I IK organization of a class works, in a way, its beginning. You have been here almost three years, but since your election, March 19, you officers to represent you in the various activities school, in a way you did not previously have, well you chose your representatives will be shown ie success I believe you will have the remainder is year. From this time you will more and more ie standards of the school. Your predecessors, done a great deal in this respect, and we shall •t you to he fully ready to take their place when have left. There are many ways in which I think. West High has improved from year to year: without the students’ help this could not have been possible; for you are the school. Although we have made advance, there is still plenty of work for you in further raising the standards of the school. And so it is that I feel sure we may look forward to the coming year with the expectation that it will he the most successful we have had at West High. Sincerely your friend, Tuos. P. Gruwell. Pago Eleven WaI TER CLEVELAND MaHKI. QlllXN Tt eaxurer Viet- Prtsi lent Joskpiiinb Ai.i.ks Albert Danaiirr Secretary President IIK executive work of the Junior Glass was done by a committee, consisting of the above officers together with Gilmore Garland, Gordon Hates, Rose Carlaw. Alicia Noonan, Gladys Amidon. We, the members of the June Class of 1915, are upon the third year of our high school career. We have passed with honors the trials of our freshman and sophomore years. We have set new standards for the incoming classes, and have made the classes ahead of us envious of our strength and ability We have supported and furthered all the school activities. Particular credit is due the members of the class who have so successfully carried on the work of the Spectator and produced the best magazine in the state. We have also a high standing in the various branches of athletics. Tlie time when we graduate is fast approaching, and when we graduate we will do so as West High School’s foremost class. Albert Danaher. Pa«e Twelve tin the Senior Class O™ LI) anyone ever say that anticipation was the wine of life? For if he did, everyone by this time E gj must be fairly giddy thinking of the many portentous events about to happen: first and most important is graduation. Of course you Seniors are not anxious to leave the old school; but you are glad, for no doubt a great curiosity is upon you to know what gifts the old world holds in store. Hut there are a few things I would recall to you who are about to leave; being with you for four years, I feel I may presume upon your patience once more. Keep your scholarship high, watch your reputation, develop vour character. Social prestige will come, athletic prowess will come, success will come in the same measure that you impress your ability and your square toed stand for principle, wherever you may he. Remember that the faculty of reaching out and touching one’s neighbor, where he really lives, is the greatest of human achievements. Wishing you success in whatever you undertake, I am Most sincerely yours. C. G. Salt. Pqiic Thirteen June Senior (Officers David Gkimks Katiibrink Brkwstkk Clifford Borden Mary Smollett Treasurer Secretary President 'ice-President President's JPantnell OI K years ago when we came to this school, we little knew what was before us, either as individuals or as a class, but now that it is over we wish, perhaps, that we could try it again. We see the little and the big mistakes that we have made and we wish that we could rectify them: they were not so bad: most likely wen we to do it all over we might commit more grievous ones. Now look at the other side of the proposition, have we individually or as a class accomplished anything worth while during our short stay here? Individually? Well, that is a matter for each one to decide for himself or herself. But as a class, I think, in fact I know, we have accomplished a great deal. Why, as Freshmen we started in to do things. It was as Freshmen that our ('lass debate team won the interclass championship and the Faculty Cup. As Sophomores our class became known in athletics, although as Juniors, we were first really felt. During this year, in baseball, football, hockey, track, Page Fourteen basketball, Bean Club, Engineers Club, and Debate, we were factors not to be denied. This year we won all the interelass tournaments except debate. And now, as dignified Seniors, we look over the past year and are proud of the fact that this year we have been the life of the school. The football team this year won the Twin City Championship, and that was our team, I say our because seven of the men were June Seniors. The Debate Team was ours for four of them were June Seniors. The baseball team, the track team, the hockey team, and the school organizations have all been ours, for the majority in most of them have been June 14 Seniors. The Girls’ League and tin Bovs’ Club have perhaps never been so flourishing as they have this year, and this has been to a large extent our work. Why, we have every possible reason to be proud of our class, and we art proud of it. But when you stop to think it over, why have we been so successful? Why has our social life been so worth while? Why is our scholarship so good? Why have we stood in the front ranks of every phase of school life? Why? The first thing that has helped us along has been tin patient and never failing assistance of our principal and teachers. They have toiled nobly with an undying perseverance for our good, and in spite of ourselves, they have helped us a great deal more than we would care to admit. So in this space I take the liberty on behalf of the Class to extend to our principal and teachers, the most sincere appreciation and gratitude for all services rendered to the June Class of 1914. The second and perhaps the most important thing of the two that has so materially aided this Class in its successful career, lias been the hearty cooperation of the entire Class. The Class has responded with an unlooked for amount of energy and enthusiasm to every request, and have shown a Class and school spirit that has been remarkable. And here also, since this may be my last chance to talk to the entire Class intact, I wish to thank the Executive Committee and the (’lass at large for taking such an interest in all of the class or school functions and making the Class what it has been, one of the best, if not the best Class that has ever been graduated from West High. Clifford Borden. Page Fifteen WCM Shearer Brown Putnam White June fcxccutitte oarJt (Class Ifjotuivs E of the class of 19H certainly have the right to feel proud of our class in all respects. We have made a good record for ourselves and we hope for West High. However a great deal of the credit of upholding the standard of the class and setting a high record of scholarship should go to those who l v their conscientious and consistent work have climbed to the top of the ladder. It is not and should not be considered a trivial thing to stand at the head of a class of one hundred and fifty students. It means work: hard work; and constant work, and we know that none deserve the honor more than Marion White and Mary Smollett who stand at the head of our class. To these two girls great credit should be given for the effort they have made and the goal that they have reached. In our class as in Pa«e Sixteen some others, the lion’s share of the honors have been taken by the girls. We hope that this is caused by a greater percentage of girls and not a lack ol mental activity of the boys. The honor roll, this year, is also larger than Iasi year and we congratulate the people mentioned below on their success. ROLL OF HONOR Valv(Uctoriant Marion White. Salutatorian, M ry Smollett. Elizabeth Lynskey. Elmer .Johnson. Roger Gannett. Russell Bi rchard. Harold Wood. Ei.ise Van Ness. Harold Brooke. Alice Glenesk. Sidney Hey wood. Marie Morrison. Merle Fenton. Eunice Mason. Garrett M andeville. Gladys Speaker. Vera Beycraft. Alice Wkstley. 11 A .EL ZuMBRUN N EN. Charles Drew. Margaret Darling. (Lite Notorious (Ones in the Class to our noses, it is truly fitting and proper that the names of those famous for their deeds or crimes should go down to posterity written in the imperishable annals of this history. So we decided to hold an election upon the important issues of the day. On election day the excitement was fierce; the opposing candidates had been haranguing the multitudes for weeks before the election. All the day to the polls they came. Several notorious attempts were made to “stuff” the ballot box. Bob Towey was caught repeating . It was only the noble work of the sheriff which saved him from being lynched by the mob. Finally the authentic reports came in. Our honored citizen, Harold Wood, advocate of the Terpsichorean art, won by a large majority for the office of the “Most Graceful.” Mr. Wood during his campaign had to labor against the stiffness implied in his name but his true merit and dexterity won his cause. Carol Pettigrew was the second choice and Mildred Warden, Dorothy Brown, Monica Flanigan, and “Curly” Tucker were all tied for third. Tucker disputed the election but his claims were put aside. The next event, “Who eats the most,” was a walk-a-way for “Sid” Ileywood. He feels badly over this as he told the writer with tears in his eyes that he had been dieting. “Bug” Bigelow and Harold Wood were deemed worthy of honorable mention in this class. X X such a class of dignified and highly edificated Seniors, which will issue forth in a joyous crowd, from the portals of this institution of learning when the first soft winds of Juno gently waft the sweet essence of roses I’jikc Seventeen Mr. Crimes, our eccentric musician, was chosen as tin fleetest in the halls. Mr. (irimes is not a track man but in his campaign he laid much stress on the tact that he could go down stairs, hitting only one high spot. This, evidently. brought him many votes. The company of Borden and Fenton came in second with the Bray twins. Burchard, and Wood tied for third. The last two intend to contest the election as they claim that team work is unfair. All parties united on the question of the noisiest and handed the ribbon to Doris Egge. Wood was a poor second 1o Miss Egge but deserves much credit. Burchard pushed Wood hut only registered third. The excellent training of the latter two on the Hesperian is largely responsible for their success. Dorothy Addy was deemed to be the best sponger, with Boh Towey a close second and Tucker a strong and healthy third. When the question of the most proficient flirt came up, Doris Egge demonstrated, beyond all doubt, that “practice makes perfect,” and so her election was almost unanimous. Mildred Fancher and Bob Towey were second and third choices. On the question of who talks the most the intelligent voters were practically of one mind, Hi 11 Koch ford was their choice with Wood second and Scgelbamu bringing up the rear. The contest was hot for the most popular boy but Cliff Borden made a sprint at the finish and finished a yard ahead of “Dick” Putnam. ‘‘Curly” Tucker drew the low card. Of a similar nature, was the race for most popular girl. Merle Fenton secured the honor but was hard pressed by the little Egge. Katherine Brewster came in a strong third. The returns for the most attractive girl were not known until the last vote had come in and then it was found that Frances Pray led Murlen Holton by one vote. Monica Flanigan pushed tlie leaders until the end, hut lacked the final punch. Bob Towey was given full credit for bis manly beauty but “Kenny ’ Dickinson also showed his popularity with the women. Again “Curly ' had to he satisfied with third place. When it came to the nerviest. Wold was given first honors while Bill Roehford and Doris Egge tied for second. Burchard slid in third. Our most bashful swain was judged to be “Pussy foot ” Bigelow. (II isn’t sensitive about his feet jeit her). Art Tyra and Elmer Johnson tied for second place while Helen West was the only representative of the ladies in this class. Many and judicious were the choices for bluffers hut “Chuck” Quinn was high man bv a good majority, with Bill Koch ford second and Boh Towey third. Page KiRlitecn Gladys Manchester is the most talented girl so the voters decided, with Monica Flanigan and Marion White second and third. The fight for the most talented hoy was close and snappy but the mouth organ of “Dav Grimes won over the pen of Costigan. Bill Rorhford’s advocates were enough to put him in the third stall. The ambitions of the class were many and of various kinds. The most frequently expressed wish was a fond desire to graduate. Many also contemplated matrimony with eager eyes. Some desired scholastic honors. Justin Miller said he wanted to throw an egg into a fan and “Sid'' I fey wood gavly admitted that his aim was to be president of the beef trust. Some | wanted to get Fat and some to get thin. The favorite spot in the school is the lunch room with the Hesperian banding a close second. The Chemistry Laboratory and Recitation room was third. So we close the door to this hall of fame. (Lite Class Plan © HE Senior Play!” That phrase certainly sounds harmless enough, and that is the first impression it gave the committee, but choosing a class play has its trials and tribulations. At first the committee were in favor of a modern play, but here so many difficulties and poor plays confronted them that it was with a feeling of relief and pleasure that they finally read Goldsmith’s, “She Stoops to Conquer.’’ This was the play chosen by the committee, and under the direction of Miss Penney and Mr. Kloepfer we arc sure it will be a success. Sir Charles Marlow Young Marlow - Mr. liardcastle Hastings Tony Lumpkin Stingo Diggory Thomas Roger Dick .... Jeremy Slang Muggins Mrs. liardcastle Miss Hardens!le Miss Neville Dolly The cast chosen is as follows: Garrett Mandeville William Rochford Pierce Atwater Russell Burchard Elmer Carlson Sidney Hey wood Robert Towey Russell Patch Harold Pond - George Hadden Russell Patch Garrett Mandeville Russell Patch Cccyl Hoag Monica Flanigan Katherine Brewster Marie Campbell ’awe Nineteen “Wljat’s in a $ame?” watched the little birds “Teeter” on the branches above them, and listened to the sweet music of the “Brooke” as it gurgled its way along to turn the wheels of the “.Mills” and to furnish bread and butter For the “Miller.” They sat entranced. Suddenly he spake in accents soft and low: “ “Darling.” will you be; mine?” In whispered as he “Drew” her soft hand into his. QKM hi arm they strolled through the “Bright’’ “Fairfield” and into the still silent forest where only tin “Russell of the leaves could In heard. Slowly they entered the quaint, “Brown” “Bauer” and “ “Bray” Sir, unhand me!” replied the haughty maid. With dejected countenance and downcast eyes our hero spake, as he looked into the still silent “Wells” of her eves: “My own light of my life: better than any electric bull's-eye, I have always been at your “Buck” and call and ever have 1 been as the most abject “Kerr.” groveling at your feet. My only “Ames” in life have been to win your love. Oh! sweet (Juinevcre let not your “Mart” be of stone! Do not go into a “Huff” and stamp your “Shapely” “Foote.” These cruel “Knox” sear and “Pierce” their fiery way into the innermost recesses of my sensitive spirit. It “Burns” far worse than a red-hot brand.” So pleaded the red-faced Rudolph with his lady-love. “Oh “Shaw!” Quit your kidding,” came in a voice as sweet as a “Carol” from the ruby lips of our heroine. “Look over the “Meadows!” ” she continued, “and see how tin “Cray” storm clouds are marshaling their thunderous forces. See how they “Chase” each other over the sky. We had better be making tracks for our paternal “Hall.” Thus warned the cruel Guinevere. Sadly. Rudolph ascended from his recumbent posture, and with bent head proceeded. In silence they passed the “Pond” where a lonely “Fisher” stood like a “Sargent” on guard. Now there came a thunderous “Echo” from the “West” ami now a blinding flash of lightning. “Oh dear! Rudolph, what shall we do,” came in an agonized wail from the now terrorized Guinevere. “If it “Rains” il will spoil my new hat!!!” “Alas gentle maiden,” spoke the brave Rudolph, “Hardy” as an oak tree, “I have not got a “Penney” to my name but let us hie us hither and seek shelter in yonder house.” Together they approached the huge doors of “Wood” which separated them from warmth and happiness. Shivoringly they punched the “Bell” and waited in damp agony. The door was opened by the “Cook,” the stern “Warden” of the pantry. In trembling accents they told their tale of woe. The girl ushered them into a cheery room, the “Parsons” study, she called it. And so it came to pass that the brave Knight and his gentle lady were joined that day in the metropolis of “Hopkins,” by the mighty bonds of matrimony. Moral: Variety is the “Salt ” of life. Pajte Twenty '(Lite Seniors jlntrobncim professor jHnnlumlahimee. Who is must learned, non can see, lie has the pomer that just Ini sit ht, Ifie can reab none character from the man non mrite, Anb so the Hoarb leanes all to fate, jfor he’s to bisdose each prabnate. A'om if mauhap he becomes too holb, Anb bisdoses traits, best left nntolii. Don’t he a mini or raise a fuss, Hlamc the professor anb bon't blame ns. 1‘aye Twenty-one Pierce Atwater Fluency of thought, sympathetic, loquacious. At hockey, a shark was this Atwater boy, And to hear him debate, was surely a joy. M.uthink Ames Original, sensitive, some social service symptoms. We are glad they are only of Social Service. Dorothy Addy Tenacious, and modest. With a particular fondness for lunch, broken pencil-points, and dropping things. Reuben Bauer Modest, generous, mechanical. lamg were his legges and full lcnc And like a staff, there was no ealf-v-sene.” Echo Bkxnewitz Quick, calculating, tactful. “To Kcho, mute or talkative, Address good words, for she can give, Retorts to those who dare her.” Verna Hell Musical, agreeable, easy-going. Believe us, Verna has the right system. She doesn't let such little things as studies worry her. Page Twenty-two Lawrence Bigelow Modest, quiet, bashful, and bashful. ‘‘Pussy-foot.” has a good understanding. Earle Bit.liter Keen, quiet, forceful, aggressive. We wanted to slam Earle just on general principles, but it couldn't, be done. Wallace Blake Keen, quiet, refined. He has ideas, so there is still some hope for him. George ('. Blackett Positive, loquacious, original. Original, we should say so. When “Blick” was a freshman he wanted to know if Nearer my God to Thee” was written in commemoration of Nero. (We will explain this on May 17). Anna BlakelV Congenial, good natured, rather headstrong. Prof. Munk says you are headstrong. We have our doubts except in French. Helene Blitmenkraxz Good concentration, generous, optimistic. Helene is a volunteer in Kerr’s” army. She s|X uts German and argument for the mighty cause with equal vivacity and spirit. Twenty-three K.atiikhixe Brewster Flirtations, intuitive, strong willed Little- Katie came to school, Tried to keep the Golden Rule, But she led the boys astray, Stole them from the girls away. Clifford Borden Dignified, refined, sympathetic. Assistant-president of the Girls' league. I,KNORE BRA NDEN BURG Somewhat slow, not musical, calculating, generous. Lenore, the Prof, discovered your little system. We lxdieve in being generous all right, but we also believe decidedly in calculating very closely just how generous we should be. Harold Brooke Loquacious, not musical, athletic possibilities. Another possible white hope. Maybe the Prof, thought that you were a track man from the way your writing runs. We will forgive him this time though. Claudia Briggs Congenial, indifferent, honest. Claudia did not believe that the pen is mightier than the sword and so she adopted the typewriter.” Grace Bright Undeveloped, inconspicuous, not talkative, honest. When the school took the strange inclination To label us by vaccination Her father brought suit, made trouble to boot, ’Cause they gave her a ten days’ vacation. Page Twenty-four Dorothy Brown Sociable, very strong will power, agreeable. Little Dorothy grown so tall, You'd hardly recognize at all. We can’t think of any more poetry, but we’re mighty glad you didn’t stay at Stanley. Lillian Brown Good natured, easy-going, fickle. As merry as the day is long.” Bernice Buckley Intuitive, impatient, affected. Bernice is a regular little cut-up, and she goes around with the cut-out ON. Oh. have you heard about the Scam!------------. Chug! Chug! Merrily we roll along! ! Russell Burchard Lack of mental clearness, sarcastic, generous, quick. We don’t dare to call Russ names, Or from him credit rob. For if we dared to do that Why, you see, we’d lose our job! Lois Burns Tactful, appreciative, affectionate. You are in an affectionate” class. Sidney S. Burton Keen, athletic, generous. They say that you are keen. Mere’s hoping you will lend us a fiver when you get your million. Page Twenty-five Marie Campbell A greealde, generous, acute. Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye; in every gesture, dignity and love.” All contributions gratefully received at the Hesperian landing. Klmkk Carlson Agreeable, keen, qnick, sense of humor. Aren’t lie swell looking though? He the regular little cut-up in the Senior play. Helen Clagtk Not talkative, sensitive, good will. Helen would make a good fast player, believe us, for when_ she gets started there is no stopping her. We have seen her leave the whole hall gasping for atmosphere, as she whistled through. Komi Connor Comfcinionable, intuitive, keen. Edith played with civics. And nearly every day, When called upon to argue, I agree with him she'd say. Merlin Costigan Clever, talented, jilted in love, or left-handed. And we all know Merlin dries his drawing with his right hand. Margaret Darling Reserved, indifferent, generous. “ ’Tis good in every ease, you know. To have fitw strings unto your bow. Page Twenty-six Lucile Daugherty Fairly modest, generous, companionable. “In former years Lucile would hesitate to wear a slit skirt. Now she wears a slit skirt to hesitate.” George II. Dickinson Generous, affectionate, keen. After wo had gotten George to write the sentence for the third time, at the imminent risk of hieing “canned” from class, lie heartily indorsed the sentiment as he wrote his character for the Prof. Charles Drew Self important, agreeable, good will. Chuck, you are not public-spirited; support the home trade, and boost for Minneapolis. Harold Davis Honest, unassuming, bashful, bashful, and bashful. Now in reading Harold’s writing Emphatic stress was laid (In this advice for pondering o’er, “Faint heart ne’er won fair maid.” Bernice Dikckhoff Friendly, sensitive, good memory. Professor Munk is certainly a seer worthy to be esteemed, for what is more pointed t han her memory? It takes a long memory to remember Amendments to U. S. Constitution, doesn’t it Bernice? .Marian Dikckhofe Agreeable, quiet, inconsistent. The fortune alloted to Marian isn't half bad, for lieing agreeable is half the battle, and variety, as far as inconsistency goes, is the spice of life anyway. Page Twenty-seven Iva I)r BolS Rather artistic, clever, intuitive. She “should worry about de boys. Clara Dunlap Tactful, careless, flirtatious. Professor Munk expressed doubt as to the first and second qualities, but is perfectly positive as to the last. Welcome to our city! Oscar Dunlap .1 fluent mind, hut lacking in will-flower! A hale, hearty youth who hails (?) from Montana! Frances Dcrkee Sincere, dependable, humble. Mid suburbs and farm-lands, with slow service car(s) Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like Bryn Mawr.” Doris Eoge Agreeable, rather keen, flighty. 'Phis little maid so full of fun Her motto's, “Nothing attempted, nothing won.” Ralph Erickson Athletic, modest, generous, quiet. Ralph's chief delight is sporting a little rubber disk over the frozen surface of nature’s own beverage. In other words, oh, suffering patient, he plays hockey. Page Twenty-elgl Merle II. Fenton Modest, sympathetic, good-natured, good will power. Assistant-president of the Senior Class. Fred Fischer Fluency of thought, generosity, loquaciousness. A modest lad who leads a quiet life. His mother always said he’d never set the river afire. Roger (Jan nett Rather domineering, fluent, honest hut rather inclined to be close-mouthed. Roger, the Professor didn't perceive your sense of humor, however, as you see the joke yourself everybody is happy. Monica Flanigan Keen, positive, interesting, agreeable. Monica says: Society is now one polished horde Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored. Mabel Fklland Generous, fond of praise, more athletic than imaginative. We know she’s strong for athletes. Phillips Foote Economical, consistent, hard working. This Foote is with us where ever we roam, If you knock on his think-tank, there’s nobody home!” Page Twenty-nine Florence Grapp Ordinary, positive, not noticeably brilliant But we protest, for it takes brilliancy to recite civics. Jean Gray Goml Kill, kern mind, quirt spirit. Was she ever known to gossip? I William Goss (not Gause) Musical, generous, conventional. He’s not altogether iinj enetnil)le-(thnt’s a sticker). Chester Gile Intuitive, self important, desires to get into society. Chet, the Prof, had the right hunch. We all want to shine as parlor decorations even if the Professor doesn’t know it. Mary K. Gibbs Fairly affectionate, indifferent, and imaginative. Mary lias a quiet way, That takes us, one and all, For in her studies, teachers say. She’s never had a fall! A I.ICE GLENESK Observathe, warm-hearted, acute, honest. She’s Scotch even to her plaid pencil— this, Wee, modest, crimson-tipjwd flow’r.” Page Thirty James S. Hall Likes good things to cat, agreeable, self-important. Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.” Bernhard IIagk Life was earnest, life was fair, Because I knew this comrade there. Charles Brandin' Original, imaginative, acute, athletic possibilities. Juni” was a martyr to the cause and rendered valuable service on the senior play committee as chief pencil shaqK-ncr. Donald Hadley Generous, wilful, unassuming— Struck blind with beauty! Shot with a woman’s smile!” Geo. X. Madden Optimistic, generous, impatient. George believes that history repeats itself and that the world is not going to the dogs after all. David Grimes Companionable, independent, energetic, acute. Hooray for the l can club. The Professor sees a brilliant future l efore Dave either as a Y. M. C. A.ist or as a vaudeville artist. Which hand is it? Thirty-one Lester IIedburg Quiet, inconspicuous, generous. What sweet delight a quiet life affords. Lola ITardy Capricious, modest, unassuming. It’s good to lx off wi’ the old love, Before ye lx- on wi’ the new. Mac Harshaw Impatient, indifferent, honest, plodding. West is no place for a minister's son, Mac. but the professor says that you will recover from our demoralizing influence. A. Fowler Hart Well balanced, indifferent, agreeable. He’s the man higher up, Now that you all know, Cause he walked o’er our heads, In the Engineers' Show! Helen IIaverstock Sympathy, intuition. Cheer up, Helen, the struggle’s almost over. H. Bernice IIedbiro Talkative and musical. Is the verdict. She is not a convert in Miss Kerr's holy cause of Woman’s rights! Page Thirty-two Blanche Hopkins Interesting, agreeable, neat. Blanche wishes to announce to the world in general that she and the town bearing her name have no connection. That’s all right but you will have to prove your alibi. Maude Hickerson Modest, earthly, intuitive. Beware, fellows, of the Siren’s call; maybe, however, some one to hold her hand might stimulate the action of the heart. ('ecyl IIoag Self-satisfied, generous, dramatic possibilities. And the Professor told us this l cfore the Senior try-outs, too! Sidney IIkywood Talkative, keen, sensitive, interesting. Sid, we arc absolutely sure that contrary to the adage every body loves you. Elinor Hudson Agreeable, original, social service tendencies. No wonder you enjoy teaching the little heathens at Pillsbury house Mi keen Holton Modest, impatient, selfish. Murlen, the only thing that we can say is that the Prof, didn’t see you else he couldn’t have done it. Never mind, you have a good time, and keep the fellows guessing and paying. Page Thirty-three Alma Kiefs Meat, particular, agreeable. She's little, you don't wish her taller, Just half through her teens is her age. Gladys IIirliwt Good will power, earthly, generous. We don’t like to distrust the Prof., but we wonder where all these generous people are when we need only one lunch ticket to get a bun. Deacon Jones will now take up the collection. Elmer .Johnson Studious, industrious, good memory, reserved. We wonder how that one small head held all he knew. Pauline Kraft A'ot loquacious, slow and plodding, steady worker. Pauline’s Kraft is one of the units in our great senior class. She helps a lot to do the heavy pushing. IjKON Kennison Fairly generous, and quite affectionate. Fate makes Leon a fusser,” pure and simple, with a heart-line badly bent, but never broken. Ki th Johnson Musical appreciation, quiet, congenial. The cock loft is not always empty in those whom Nature has built many stories high.” Page Thirty-four Marie Lohdell Precise, observing, modest. Marie believes in the “Gently, oh, so gently theory. To those who have not heard, we advise to go to worship at the feet of this oracle, dripping sweet and honeyed words of wisdom. Sounds like rain dropping off the roof, doesn’t it? Prances Lohdell Modest, tactful, slow but sure. Maybe Frances isn’t equipjwd with a self starter, but believe us you don’t have to push up the hills. She gets there. GbOrge List Quiet, reserved, congenial, affectionate. A harmless youth. Llewellyn Lindsay Athletic possibilities, bashful, affectionate. We will confess that the Prof, made a rather strange mixture of these last two, hut we’ll have to take his word for it. Alice Lindemax Affectionate, neat, acute. Alice is one of the turtle tribe; that’s a compliment although you may not appreciate it, for we know that she pulls ahead of the fast boys who pull teacher’s delight at the end of the month! Helen Leigh Extravagant, generous, quick, fluent. Believe us, the professor had the right hunch on the last two. You ought to see Helen tickle the typewriter keys. She’s a regular Spearmint Queen. Page Thirty-five a Irving Luger Loquacious, affectionate, fluency of thought. What :t spendthrift is he of his tongue. Elizabeth IjYNSKEY Ambitious, refined, dependable. In trying to make a “pome” for you, We racked our vacuous brain, We know that you’re ambitious and true, Outside that, thought in vain! Stanley Mc( 'racken Musical, keen, immature. 11 is a pity that such genius is wasted. Stan is neither in the glee club or the Freshman chorus. We hope that the words of the professor will be a guide and help to many. Margaret McCollum Indifferent, quick, industrious, affected with ennui. One of Mr. Durr’s proteges, who makes her machine sound like a young Gatling, rapid firing gun,, shooting down “Greasers” by the pot fulls. Aren’t we flowery though?” Bkresfohi M cEaciiren Not talkative, fussy as to details, impatient. We don't blame you a bit Bercsford, it is aggravating to say the least to take so long to get started. Bercsford drives a ear you know. Dorothy McGraw Modest, impatient, not as “open mouthed as some girls.” Pardon, Dorothy, but we quote the professor exactly. Anyway it’s the highest compliment that we could give you, and besides we believe in Irish home rule. Page Thirty-six Alice Magnuson Musical, quiet, industrious. “Strongest minds are often those of whom the noisy world hears least.” Gladys Manchester Quiet, agreeable, musical. Her hand writing couldn't help showing it. “O Music! sphere-descended maid, PriencI of pleasure, wisdom’s aid!” James McMillen Ambitious, refinement, competent. He has his burden to carry (that heavy voice). Eunice Mason Mussy mind, conventional, generous. Mules may bray, anti dogs may bark, But she makes noises like a shark. Garr ett M a n dev i ll e Prof. Monk states that “Mandy” is rather generous, but above all, argumentative. A rival of Burke in loquaciousness; never mind, we all love you just the same! Anna McLaughlin Companionable, artistic, extravagant. Anna, we all have to grin too, when we see your habitual smile walking around the halls. Honest, don't you get mad at Virgil once in a while? Page Thirty-seven )Ui6£ Blanche Meadows Modest, neat, refined, rather procrastinating. Don't you care, Blanche, none of us ever get our Lit. papers in on time. Justin Miller Athletic, fairly modest, rather close-mouthed. We are inclined to think Justin bribed the Prof. Carl Mills Good-natured, diffident, affectionate, agreeable. ' On with the dance; let joy l)e unconfincd. Vera Milne Pleasant, agreeable, cheerful, sympathetic. Another star from the Central constellation. No wonder she’s popular here and there. All we want is sympathy too. Jerome Mon ascii Economical, quiet, ordinary. Mr. Ix bb says that he is the better part of the family, perhaps he means the first. Ain’t it nice to have two twins in the class even if they don't match. Stanley B. Monascii Good will power, generous, companionable. We don’t blame our poet laureate for appreciating his own high merit, because his rhymes really are atrocious, besides he’s a twin. Page Thirty-eight Marie Morrison Generous, artistic. She’s a cubist, and the cubist style looks rather patchy. Fleurine Mueller Agreeable, indifferent, procrastination. For she sighs and looks unutterable things —We’ll hope that’s hitting the right meaning of procrastination. Ellis Nielson Generous, fluent, stereotyped. We wish the Prof, wouldn’t use such long words, but by earnest consultation with Mr. Webster, we find that you are as firm as Gib-ralter. Not that weight has anything to do with it. Genevieve Nelson Artistic, precise, lacking in imagination. Cheer up, Genevieve, Kloepfer says imagination doesn’t help in Deulch.” Raymond Nelson Somewhat indifferent, honest, generous. Ray, blame it on the Prof, if all the people in the school try to borrow’ money of you. Still we don’t doubt that Honesty is the best policy.” MARGARET NEWTON Modest, sensitive, social service tendencies. No wonder you’re interested in the Campfire Girls. Pa«e Thirty-nine Helen Norris Original, keen, quick. What a shame that all the qualities necessary for a good bluffer should l e wasted on a natural shark.” Helen, you should make the most of your opportunities. Russell Patch Artistic ability, intuitive, loquacious. He had a hunch he was going to get into the Central game. Earl Paulson Fluency of thought, noisy. The empty vessel makes the greatest sound. Pearl Paulson Ajjeclionatc, generous, honest. The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history. Gladys’ Pearson Superficial, lack of will power, and easy-going. Prof. Munk says, easy going —but we don't know how easy the going is, for Gladys. However, “better be dead than not in fashion. Carol Pettigrew Positive, energetic, musical. How far that little candle throws its beam.” We haven’t time to explain this in detail, but let us refer you to Carol for examination. Page Forty Louise Phelps Sympathetic, not talkative. A woman of silence is a joy forever. We know we didn't quote that right, but we believe in making the quotation fit the j erson and not the person fit the quotation. Katherine Phillips Musical, appreciative of humor, loquacious. Oh Music! Sphere-descended maid, Friend of pleasure, wisdom's aid.” Jane Pickering Quiet, unassuming,—except in basketball. The professor also tells us that you have not readied an age of discretion yet. Harold Pond Opitmislic, happy, earthly. We don’t exactly understand the Professor's use of the word earthly, but we hope that your young morals have not been corrupted by your debut on the stage. Clifford Pratt Rather immature, modest, agreeable. A lover and a lusty bachelor With locks curled as they were laid in press.” Florence Pray Intuitive, obsenative, transient feelings, acute. Pray” thee pretty maid, why so happy? When it comes to pure unadulterated joy, go to Florence and her partner. Next! Page Forty-om Florence Riley Close mouthed, agreeable, quiet. She’s quiet all right, but she certainly knows how to give toasts. Vera Reycraft Scat, conventional, artistical. Whose little body lodged a mighty mind. Charles Quinn Quick, talkative, acute, logical, fluency of thought. Some people are born great,rsome achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. In the latter class is Chuck and Ixdieve us he created some disturbance and many sore arms, for a small man. ICdna Quigley Obscmitive, lack of will-power, friendly. “Let us consider the reason of this case, For nothing is law that is not reason”—and so say all of us! Richard Putnam Self important, fluency of thought, affectionate. He doesn’t like to bring a class girl to the senior dances. No wonder, perhaps he hasn't got the price to Reno. Frances Pray Agreeable, very quick, particular, ingenious. Gee, who says we haven’t some class to our class, two pair of twins, pretty swell. They can't fool us though, we know it's you, Fran ces. Pase Forty-two William Rochford Generous, imaginative. I’m not in the role of common men.” Grace Rudstrom Quiet, plodding, consistent. “The words of a whisperer Are as dainty morsels.” Russell Sargent Quiet, reserved, affectionate. A track man there at every meet. He’d rather run a mile than eat. Stanley Segelbaum Loquacious, indifferent, generous. This was the noblest bluffer of them all. Helen Siiapley Logical, self-satisfied, generous. 'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one’s name in print. Margaret Shaw Quiet, bashful, reserved, sensitive. How pretty her blushing was, and how she blushed again. Page Forty-three J. M. Shearer 11 one si, interesting, musical. “Mr President: I move that we adjourn.” Dorothy Simmons Good-natured, musical, not flirtatious. With the accent on not -for of course, we have implicit faith in the Professor— Mary Smollett Keen, agreeable, dependable. The vice-president of our class, Is a very industrious hiss With her studious looks, She’s a lover of books. This bright shining light o' our class! Marion Sogard Ambitious, possibly brilliant, poetical, affectionate. That’s all for to-day, thank you. Manon is not so tal but she carries weight with what she says. Gladys Speaker Good will, observalive, ambitious. The professor says you arc ambitious, and the professor is an honorable man. Beulah Stern Conventional, modest, dependable. And the stern” joy which warriors feel In focmen worthy of their steel. Pane Forty-four Edwin Si;ess Reserved, affable, intuitive. Edwin does not advertise his own virtues; those who know him call him an all around fine fellow. Albert Thurston Quiet, quick, energetic, ambitious, hard working. He eats and sleeps while he works and the rest of the time he just works. Our newspaper man. Philip Titze Impatient, quick, enthusiastic, impressionable. “A mechanical turn of mind, a steady worker who climbs by the slow and sure ladder.” Malen Todd Acute, generous, probably athletic. Sublime tobacco! Which from foist to West---- Helen Toot Good will power, refined. Generous, full of gentle qualities, Incapable of base compliances.” Kobert E. Towey Agreeable, honest, lazy. Slumber is more sweet than toil. Page Forty-five Mildred Warden Agreeable, easy going, loquacious. There once was a maiden named Milly, Whose actions were now and then silly, She had a good time, ’Twas simply sublime, Did this little maiden named Milly. Husk Van Ness Strong-willed, reserved, generous. “There’s naught That’s more steadfast than a woman’s thought.” ‘Arthur Tyra Athletic, good will-power, contented. Art’s hand-writing shows contentment, and his broad smile shows contentment, and we all show contentment with his work in athletics. (Jordon Tucker lint her imaginative, ambitious, athletic. But ambition is no cure for love, Curly. Victor Travis Affectionate, fussy, “some” tenacity of purpose. “And then the lover, sighing like furnace—” Gladys Towle Rather ingenious, fairly quick mentally, love of praise. Courage, Gladys. The Prof, gave it to you all in a bunch, didn’t he? But you’ll survive; we did, and we had to read 1(30 of them. Page Forty-six Pack Warren Impatient, rather affectionate, hard worker. Sounds like a regular heart breaker. Marion Westfall Cheerful, consistent, easy-going. Her feet beneath her petticoat, Like little mice, stole in and out. As if they feared the Kodak. Maiilon 1). Wells Logical, tactful, rascally. Words pay no debts. Warren Weis Tactful, self-important, quiet. He is baiting for inspiration. Helen West Modest, acute, studious. Helen just loves class spreads. Alice Westley Affected with ennui, independent, affectionate. Tis better to Ik- brief, than tedious. Page Forty-seven Ernest Wold Immature, observant, boastful. Don't mention automobiles,—you'll get him started. Walter Wingate Careless, hale fellow well met. “No other hand unto my heart Could greater solace bring. Than that little hand I held last night— Four aces and a king!” Laura White Positive, original, quick, aristocratic. Laura isn't in our class or rather we aren’t in her class, for she hails from Central. You needn't be so stuck up about it, Laura, that even the Prof, must notice it. Marion White The professor gives Marion a sense of humor, and makes her tactful, Those arc requisites in Board life What, Marion? Harold Wood Rather undeveloped, not always agreeable, keen minded. There once was a chappie named Wood, Who sold all the annuals he could, When a “Freshic he caught Then a battle was fought With this wonderful, wooly, wild Wood. Dorothy Wingate Good memory, quiet, childish but likeable. “And from the sky serene and far. A voice fell, like a falling star, Excelsior!” Page Forty-eight Henry Zangkr Rather logical, affectionate, indifferent. Henry should “bibble. Hazel Ztm Brunkkx Acute, calculating, unassuming. Quite a streak of greased lightning is this fair maiden. Whoa speed. Wait for the rest of the bunch. Helen Zanger Quiet, artistic, musically inclined. The Professor certainly struck it right when he expounded that last. You know—“Music hath charms '-----' ”,we don’t dare finish that quotation for we all value our lives pretty highly. Page Forty-nine jjamumj Senior (Officers Harold Keen Ruth Griffith William Borden Harriet Benton President Secretary Treasurer Vice-President (Lo flic Jjamtari) (Class especially in our last year, grown so strong, that it is with regret and hesitation that we sever the bonds between ourselves, our friends and the school in which these ties have been formed. This is the feeling which has been steadily growing in me this last year, and which I hope and believe has also forcibly come to you, as such a feeling, I am sure, is a sign that the chief duty of a Senior (’lass organization, namely, the bringing about of a spirit of intimacy and close friendship between the members of the class, has been accomplished. Though we do not, hereafter, meet regularly in West High, I am confident that the school spirit will continue among us, and that we may, as has been planned, have the opportunity, once or twice a year, of seeing our classmates in a body and of reviving the old friendships. Harold C. Keen. BEMKVb that most of us have long looked toward graduation and the close of our high school duties. But now when the goal has been reached, we find that the ties of friendship have, in the meantime, and Page Fifty Wallace Heath Borden Caswell Bertram txecutitu' iBoctrft Secretary’s Report OlN the twenty-eighth of May, 1913, the January Class of 1914 was organized. The officers elected were Harold Keen, president; Harriet Benton, vice president; Ruth Griffith, secretary; and Amos Owen, treasurer. The Executive Board chosen consists of Marie Bertram, Carolyn Wallace, Dorothy Heath, Will Borden, and Alexis Caswell. The first real class affair took place on the night of November first, when the girls of the class entertained the boys at an informal banquet. December twenty-ninth the members of the January class were the guests of the Alumni at their first semi-annual banquet. The night of the twenty-fourth of January, 1914, two days after our Commencement, proved to be positively our last appearance. The play staged was one of the best ever given at West High. Pa re Fifty-one Kittkedqe Bailey “lit dearly loved the lasses, O.” E v er ett Bark w eia , He harks well, indy, when he has his notes. Harriet Benton ‘ A blush is beautiful, but often inconvenient.” Amelia Bergman Her motto is evidently, “Silence is (fold en.” Marie Bertram “Her eyes as stars of twilight fair: Like twilight, too. her dusky hair.” William Borden An ambitious athlete, but a poor friend of Doc. Keene's. Page Fifty-two Carl Busch Ring size, ten and one-half. Ethel Carlson ‘‘Simplicity and sincerity occupy the same plane.'’ Alexis Caswell Do you votet Georgia Collins One of our sweet musicians. Helen Collins “A demure maiden with smiling face and eyes of beam n’s own blue.” Lida Cooley have no parting sigh to give so take my parting smile. Pago Fifty.three Stewart Craig “ didn't have time.” Marian Cuvellier “The laughter of girls is, anti ever was, Among the delightful sounds of earth.” Grace Dyer She lived at Lake Minnetonka. She came too late for the first three periods and hail to leave byeleven o’clock. Beatrice Ebert “Isn’t she sweet.3” Agnes Fischer “The soul’s calm sunshine and the heartful jog.” Ruth Griffith “I hate no one. I am at peace with the world.” Iiuth expects to be a literature teacher. Success to her! Page Fifty-four Bernice IIallstrom More fun than ‘A Box of Monkeys” Eugene IIainlin Zeal and duty are not slow. Harriett!-: Harding Don't forget that middle name, if you value your life. If. O'Brien II. Percy Harrison 7 just love automobiles!” So say all the girls. Dorothy Heath “Why were not all born to be as happy as I?” She was well looked upon, and loved by both sexes. Marie IIeide ‘Yes sir, she is pretty—pretty as a picture Page Fifty-five Amy Hoag Unaffected and sincere, A mg has a host of friends. Harold IIoag “Too much study is a weariness of flesh.” Olga John “Such a one do I remember. Whom to look at was to love.” Harold Keen •.1 good face is a Idler of recommendation, as a good heart is a letter of credit.” Grace Kimball She is new with us, but has been here long enough to make herself well liked. Howard King “King am, but mg crown rests on mg shadow.” Paprc Fifty-six Nell McCarthy “I know that I don’t talk much: I suppose I'm ship” Gladys Martin “The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.’’ Reid Minor lie is lucky to be, a senior—how it came about we do not know. Phyllis Mi rdock Could you help but notice the crowd of youths around her? Why, Phyllis! 11ERBERT MONTGOMERY Actor, singer. Caruso’s understudy, and would-be orator. Marjorie Oates A true friend to everyone of us. What would we have done without youf Page Fifty-seven Amos Owen lie's never shy except in the presence of —oh, dear!—the girls, Miss Penney says he is hopelessly bashful! Godfrey Olberg Knowledge comes. but wisdom lingers.” Irene Peterson She’s going to be a stenographer. Good Luck! Madeline Pitney She's little, but oh! my! Ret11 Raisbeck Always good natured, always flunking, always game, always laughing. Carolyn Rankin The calm surface of her face is often ruffled by a hearty laugh to Miss Watt's indignation. Page Fifty-eight George Reiter A jolly tar. “Oh, for a life on the rolling wave.” IIazel Roberts “tier voice is even low and sweet, a pleasant thing in a woman.” Holland Roebuck A human being is not in any sense a human being until he is educated. Helen Stafford “Small things arc not small if great results come from them.” Maud Stansell “When that midnight choo-choo leaves for Alabam.” Harold Stevens “Give me variety,” Harold is never seen two times in succession with the same girl. Maybe it’s the natural toothbrush. Page Fifty-nine Gertrude Stewart “All sweet things conic in small packages.” Alice Stout In spite of Mr. Salt's watchful eye she cats chemicals. GENEVIEVE TANBERG “Genevieve, sweet Genevieve, the years hut make thee dearer far.” Carolyn Wallace Though small in stature sin is large in mental ability for she never failed to recite. Marion Webster (Juicily but undeniably determined to win. Vera Weeks To be trusted is a greater compliment than to be loved. Lydia White “Grin and win.” Page Sixty £lte Social Alphabet I. A’s for Alumni Whose banquet was fine. For importance in Social We give them first line! ii. B stands for Bean Club Whose virtue, we're told, Breaks forth in a real feed- • Let beans be extolled! m. C’s for Reception A League product, too Could L tell its success,—then I’d never get through! IV. D stands for Dance Which we A Seniors had, NufT sed,—for the current Opinion was, “Fad!” v. E’s for our talented Engineer’s band Entertainment and Eatables, Surely were grand! vi. F, is for Foot-Ball, Whose fine, ftillsome feed Occurred last December Of its laud, there’s no need! VII. G stands for Gala And gliding and glance For the Great, Grand, Success Of our big Junior Dance! VIII. Now II is for Halting, And I must admit, While they’re many more “doings,” I can’t make them tit! Merle Fenton. rage Sixty-one CHEMISTRY II—A12—ANALYTIC MERLB FENTON DATE TO STUDY DIRECTIONS PHYSICAL PROPERTIES CONDITIONS RESULTS Dec. 6, 1913. I Senior Banquet. 1. Place members of June Senior Class in lunch room at 6:30 P. M. 2. Have shaded candles on the tables and food ready for consummation. 3. Toasts must be replied in order. 1. Gas, in the form of “hot air passing through the room. 2. Odor of coffee, and eatables, very noticeable, but not disagreeable. All materials in right mood and ready for entertainment which occurred afterwards in reaction. Very solid. A fine time was result. (Result verified by the class.) Dec. 4. 1913. II Faculty Banquet. 1. Place Staid and Stablef?) members of faculty in court. 2. Take care to have ingredients well and thoroughly mixed. 3. Ingredients ready for roasting. 1. Conversation dissolving inactive minds. 2. Brittle lumps of speech popped off constantly. 3. Noticeable expansion of facial expression, increasing in size. Ingredients brought to proper point of hilarity by use of a Mock Trial. i MKTL.) 2 Demonstration of sharp wit-examined through microscope, found to be of Jordan, Hiscock, MacKusick variety Feb. 11. 1914. Ill Senior Sleigh-ride. 1. Choose carefully a lot of fun-loving outdoor advocates. 2. Divide up amongst three sleighs and prepare to warm. 3. Fog, sentimentality, which is visible, must be disposed of. 1. Of many colors. 2. Liquid “sayisms, heavier than air, produced as main apparatus breaks down, separates for the 10th time. All substances reduced to near freezing point. After some time substances stolid and seemingly “fixed.” Hot food in lunch-room received—“First Aid To The Injured. Thorough enjoyment indulged in. Dance in Auditorium afterwards. Roohford S. Momisch Huge Sherman Burchanl Ingraham Hankc Patch Luger Chase Olson Erickson Warren J. Monarch Hcdburg Hole Tltze Phelps Hart Purdy Philips Mandeville Blackett Harrison Brooke Tyra Jones Kennison Wood Grimes Borden Shearer Oldberg Sinclair Hadley Mover Shekels Paegel OFFICERS President, - - David Grimes Vice- ‘result nt, Jonathan Shearer Seen tart , - - Clifford Borden Treasurer, - - Harold Wood HE expression “The club has been a great success,” etc., which every to create a little variation in the announcement, we are going to say one reads in every annual is, to say the least, a trifle trite. So in order that the club has indeed been a great success during the past year. The club has for the first time on record really done something, and for this it should be highly commended. It is to the fellows that the credit belongs, for it is to them that the success of the club is due. Certain fellows in particular deserve special credit for their enthusiastic assistance in promoting the interests of the club and it is for this reason that we are extending thanks to the Boosters Committee and the waiters for their helping hands. Bob Sherman says that all things come to those who wait—So you see, Freshmen and Sophomores, that some day when you are one of the upper classmen you will have something coming to you—maybe Sherman's job as Lord High Keeper of the Larder for all we know. The West High Club, commonly called the Bean Club, has one thing especially to be proud of and that is that for one whole year it has set an Page Sixty-three example which the other four High School Clubs have tried to live up to It is for this reason alone, if not for any other, that the past year should stand out clear in every one's memory. As a parting word from those who are leaving, we have been extremely proud of Hie club and its work this year, and we sincerely hope that its labors shall not have been in vain—that the club will do even greater things next year and so on for many years to come, and that in the ensuing years, the new members will not forget that tin alumni are always willing to lend a helping hand for the promotion of such good work. David Grimes. At (Llie Bean (Chth Hp tin stairs Waiter, Waiter Hungry mob Bring some sandtt Not so fast Casey Jones Don't push Bob Lcggo my hand On to supper Pass the butter With a crash Where's my pie What ’s the hurry Who threw that cocoa Nothing rash In my eye? Grab your buns Where’s the grease Exactly three Pass the smear.t Get the biggest Ouch! that bean Pie you see Went in my ear. After blessing The Boys’ Bean Clubs Awful scene Are not in vain Where’s the catsup If you're strong and healthy Shoot a bean And can stand the strain. Pour my mudj — You lazy cuss JHrnn Club for cocoa, ttltoan Club for augur. Here you rough-necks tttMean Club for butter. What’s the fuss fBoan C’lub for catsup. Stanley B. Monascii. Herr Kloepfcr (aside to visitor) “Montgomery here, sure loves his German, Herbert, tell the gentleman the German expression for ‘Has he?’ ” Herbert. “Hat er’ (hot air) He’s just chuck full of it! Page Sixty-four West (Orchestra Hart Raney Laslcy Collins Weir Bateman Zar.ger Bateman Gale Wilcox Lockwood Sprague Tccplc Ferguson Murdock Mackey Roberts IIE West High orchestra is especially fortunate in having Donald M Eerguson For a conductor, and under such a leader the orchestra should show marked improvement, as it unquestionably does. It lias been working against odds this year and has relied upon quality rather than quantity, as one can see from the above photograph. It has been quite difficult working with no cello or clarinet and only one cornet and a flute, hut next fall we hope to have more “windy people show up. However we have a raise over last year in our viola department, as last year the violas numbered 0, and this year 2! Congratulations! Thanks must lx offered to the leader of the first violins. Miss Mvlius Wilcox, also to our efficient pianist. Miss Ruth Teeple. This June graduation fortunately does not diminish our numbers, so next year the orchestra should be larger. Page Sixty-five Atwater Quinn Wood Lobb Bnrehard PliKflmun A. Deinard ili'bate UK Minneapolis High Schools adopted a new system for debates during the season 1913-14. Kach school now selects two teams; one to sup-port the affirmative, and the other the negative side of the question to be debated. No member of either team may he changed to the other team during the season. West High School was fortunate in having two very good teams. The Affirmative team, composed of Henry Kligelman, Amos Deinard, and Charles Quinn, worked faithfully and presented sound arguments with much force. The Negative team, consisting of Russell Bnrehard, Harold Wood, and Pierce Atwater, were consistent in their preparation and logical in the presentation of all the arguments which can he advanced for the negative of the question debated. The debate coach in each Minneapolis High School has gone on record in favor of another change in our debates, whereby all students may receive the benefit of all the discussion of vital, pressing, public questions in the high school debates. It is hoped that next year a larger number of students may participate in this form of school activity. Page Sixty-six Page Sixty-seven jiiuuiu'cvs’ Club � D iTJJlKK1 frii i i i Phelps Bower Me.vst McClure Patch McMillan Barkweil Hutchins Hole Cook Goss Mr. Cook Mandevllle Mart Fraser Qldberg Tltze Brooke Zanger Phillips Paegel Gilbert Kennlson Hage () F F I C E HS President, - Philip E. Titzk Vice-President, Harold Brookk Secretary, - William (Joss Treasurer, - David Grimes ySZTlHK Engineers (Mu!) of 1914. under the able direction of Messrs. Cook and Cohcr, lias had the most successful year since West High opened. The hoys have taken a greater interest in all its purposes than ever before. Because of the great success of the Engineers’ Show, for which special credit is due Mr. Olherg, Mr. Brooke, Mr. Goss, and Mr. Roch-ford, West High has now the best wireless station in the city barring none. The Club wishes to thank the committee that bought the instruments for their sound judgment and prompt action. It wishes also to thank Mr. Man-deville for his earnest work in making the “condenser, ’ and to congratulate the boys who worked to make the spring exhibit a success. Special credit is due Mr. Grimes and Mr. Gannett for installing the wireless telephone in the Physics Department. Wishing the Club even greater success in the future, I remain, ever at your service, P. E. Titzk, President. Page Sixty-eight (Girls’ ICemuu' Fox Lyman Willoughby Burghart Fenton Quinn Allen Brown 0 F F I President - - Merle Fenton Senior Hep. - Dorothy Drown Vice-President - - Mabel Quinn Junior Rep. - Josephine Allen (’ E R S Secretary - Marion Willoughby Sophomore Rep. . Olive Lyman Treasurer - - Winifred Fox Freshmen Rep. - Phyllis Burghart O” NK morning, not long after tin new term began a group of Freshman girls stood lonesomely by in the upper hall watching the Sophomores, W j Juniors and Seniors greeting their friends. “Oh dear ’ said one, “I don’t think we’ll ever get acquainted here, do you? My brother said he didn’t think we would.’’ “I guess he is right.” replied another, “at least it looks that way now.” So they stood still, seemingly resigned to their fate. But once in a while a faint sigh could he heard. It was not long, however, before a Senior girl passing by, noticed their wistful faces. She came smilingly toward them. The girls were breathless with anticipation. Was she really going to speak. “Oh! perhaps she knows us,” they whispered. Their whisperings were cut short by a hearty: “Hello girls, have you bought your League button yet?” Page Sixty-nine “The League! What League!” they chorused. “Why the Girls’ League, haven’t you heard about it?” “No. What is it? Do tell us.” “Well come along with me and I’ll get Merle to explain. She’s the president you know.” “First and most important, the object of the League is to help all the girls to get acquainted. We try to do this through teas, receptions, picnics, all informal, of course. “For instance, last term the .Juniors gave a tea. There was a program in which the girls played, and sang, and then Mrs. Feland. a prominent suffragette1 spoke on ‘Woman’s Suffrage.’ It’s too bad you were not there to enjoy that. Her speech was simply fine. “Soon the Seniors give another tea at which you Freshmen girls will lx the guests of honor. Now aren’t you puffed up? We shall probably pilot you around and introduce you to so many people that your heads will be swimming by the time you get through. Dean Sweeney of tin I Diversity is to speak on “Opportunities for Girls,” so that will soon settle your heads. “Besides these there will probably be two more teas during the term, the Sophomore tea, and some Freshman doings. May he it will not be a tea. but anyway something just as much fun. “On an evening in March, the annual reception is to be given. You must have your parents come and take them around to see all your teachers. They will probably talk over all your good and bad points while you stand by. shaking in your boots, fearing the worst. But you mustn’t mind that, it’s good for you. “Last but not least, the League has organized the I’. Club. You surely have seen the notices on the boards. You’ll look forward with joy to the time when as .Juniors and Seniors you can enjoy tin fine luncheons, and afterwards the discussions whicli always go along with the club. We do have such wonderful lunches. There is a meeting once every two weeks. We have had talks on Wellesley. Probation, Settlement work, Laws Relating to Women, also a speech on “Boys,” and after that we are to have a series of talks on the relationship between high school girls and boys. Doesn t that sound interesting? The girls expect to have to get extra seats for those meetings.’’ Although Merle was almost out of breath by this time, she still had enough left to add: “Well girls, don’t you want to buy your buttons?” “Oh yes, how much are they?” asked the Freshmen as with now cheerful faces, they took out their purses. page Seventy (the spectator A pci Shearer Gale Carlson Noonan Old Bates Cleveland Allen Jones Quinn Dauphinc s T A F F Editor-in-chief School R( porters J Art Editor Senior Hep. Sophomon Hep. Fresh mini Hi p. Alicia Noonan Josephine Allen Elizabeth Olds Elmer Carlson Jane Gale Allen Shearer Assistant Editor Easiness Mgr. -Athletic Editor Eiterarjf Editors Walter Jones Gordon Hates George Dauphine W lter Cleveland j Mabel Quinn Harriet A pel © HE Spectator Board of 1013-14 has attempted to give the school a monthly magazine which will meet the wishes of the student body. We have done everything in our power to edit a paper which should record promptly, all school happenings, both serious and humorous or otherwise, and have published stories from the pens of budding West High authors, all in the effort to produce that which you crave,- -a good school paper. Not nearly enough credit can he given to the literary editors, to the school reporters, to the athletic editor, to the art editors and to the class representatives, for their faithful and loyal work, for it is no easy matter to sit indoors on pleasant days and count words and make corrections for hours at a time. The faculty advisers have done a great deal without it being known to the school, for they have been so modest that they have always refused to have their names appear as a part of the Staff, so we take this opportunity of thanking them publicly and heartily for their wise counsel and hearty cooperation in the publication of tins paper. Last of all and most of all we wish to thank the school that has made this magazine possible. You have supported us throughout the term, for we rank the highest, counting subscribers and stories for the general magazine of any in tin state and have shown a spirit which proves beyond the shadow of a doubt that West has a spirit which rivals that of schools far older and with many more traditions than we have as yet at West. And so thanking the faculty for their willing assistance and the school for its ‘‘game” backing we are gratefully, The Spectator Hoard. G (Llie Jit in lies ota Huston) Oiluii HE .Minnesota History Club was formally organized at the home of Miss Sundean. February 4, 1914. Its purpose is to study the history of our great and resourceful state. This organization meets at the home of one of its members every other Wednesday evening. At each meeting a topic is presented by two of the members or bv some guest. At one of our meetings, Mr. Parsons gave us an interesting and instructive account of the fur traders; at another, we enjoyed having our principal, Mr. Jordan, with us. Thus far we have considered the geography of tin state, the explorers, the fur traders, the first settlements, and the organization as a state. At our last meeting we were very much interested in the life and work of Colonel Sibley, who played such an important role in the early history of Minnesota. The formal talks of the evening are usually followed by a general discussion of the subject by all the members. After this we have a good time singing and telling stories, and last, but not least, in having refreshments. About 10:30 p. m., we are very politely reminded that we have to go to school in the morning, and then the meeting breaks up. We have planned many delightful trips to places of historic interest: To the State Capitol, the State Prison, down the Mississippi, and to Carver's Cave. THE OFFICERS OF THE CLCB I'royram Committet, Pierce Atwater Alice Glenesk Secretary, .... Irving Litger Treasurer, - - - George Hadden Slate-Hearer - Kenneth Dickinson Corresponding Secretary, Jane Pickering Page Seventy-two iiWnis' dice (Lluh Jones Larson Creighton Poole Dassctt Hadley Taggart Holmes Scofield Brooke Blackett Dauphinc M osier Phelps Blakely (Girls’ (Glee Club Bean Dutton Grimes Snurc Hocum Moc Kaufman Ogg Loucks Erdall Daggert Naas Everetts Baker Mrs. Frybcrger Lovcrin Bright Grosskopf Page Seventy-three itjcspcricin itfoarft MIGBLOW NORRIS FLANIGAN IIKOOKK GRAY WATTS WOO!) Wll.l.ARD FRNTON COSTIUAN MONASCII WIIITK Ht'RCHARD PKNNBY IIKKW Editor in Chief . Russell Burchar.l liusiness Manager . Harold Wood Asst. Editor Lawrence Bigelow Asst. Itusi. Mgr. Stanley Monasrh Literary Editor . Marion White Society Editor . . Merle Fenton Art Editor . . Merlin Costigan Athletic Editor . . Charles Drew f Helen Norris (lean Gray Editors • • i Monica Flanigan Harold Brooke Class Representatives Jan. Senior Reft. . William Borden Junior Reft. . . Bolton Sullivan Sophomore Rep. . William Wagner Fresh man Rep. . . . Pajl Weir |T the beginning of our campaign this year, we made some rather extensive promises and now that the hook is in your hands, we hope that you will not he disappointed or think that we have broken our campaign promises. We hope that you will not regret those good half dollars which you spent 1o help the cause. All of us who have been connected, in any way, with the publication of this hook wish to express our gratitude and appreciation of the whole student body for tin way in which they have supported, both morally and financially, this annual. This is the students’ book and they have supported us this year with the true West High spirit. We wish, publicly, to acknowledge our indebtedness and to extend our heartiest thanks to Mr. Jordan, Miss Penney, Miss Willard and Miss Watts for all the help and advice that they have given to us, which has helped, materially to make this book what it is. We also want to thank Mr. Shearer of the Bureau of Engraving, Mr. Robertson of the Architect Press, and the Bank brothers of the Kembrandt Studios who have aided us greatly in our inexperience. And finally, we want to thank the Senior class, in particular, for the interest that they have shown and the co-operative support that they have given to us. Hesperian Board. Russell Bi rchard, Editor-in-Chief. Page Seventy-four Page Seventy-five jUetneni of (Championship HUM Reason UK preliminary work started with a rush about three or four days after school began. Day after day in the blazing September sun the large squad was systematically drilled, and the rudiments of the game were very forcefully and thoroughly pounded into them. By tin time of the first game the team was in splendid condition and, although but little time had been given to the perfecting of the finer points, the eleven was beginning to work like a big machine. The day of tin East game was too hot and dusty for good football. As the teams first lined up. West appeared to be the more finished. This was clearly demonstrated as soon as West got over their “stage fright,” for the East line was torn to shreds by the plunges of Tyra, Waldon, and King, while the West line, charging through, broke up play after play before they were even started. The first half ended with the score, 12-0 in West’s favor. During the second half both teams showed the effects of the heat and the play was consequently much slower. (The number of times when time was taken out for Yerxa to “get his wind” were not recorded). West scored one more touchdown and missed one more goal leaving the final score. 18-0. It was a very satisfactory game and set everyone on edge for the Central game, two weeks later. On Saturday, October 18, West took another fall out of their old rival, Central. On account of the feeling between the schools the game was particularly hard fought and on the second play, King was thrown and his ankle sprained. Hilliter, who took his place played a good game. The first quarter was scoreless but in every department West completely outshone Central. Many times during the next quarter the Central goal was threatened, but each time our fellows showed a little too much spirit and were consequently heavily penalized for their over aggressiveness. Toward the end of the half, West kicked from the center of the field. Bigelow was there like a shot and nailed his man so fiercely that he dropped the ball. Captain Tucker, who had been completely outplaying the renowned Carlson, was right on Bigelow’s heels and lie grabbed up the ball and ran for the only touchdown of the game. Central threw a scare into us the second half when Clark broke away on an incomplete pass and ran eighty yards. The suspense was short and during the remainder of the game neither team was able to score. This 6-0 victory over Central proved a high stepping stone toward the championship. With this championship fairly within our grasp, the team went into the decisive South game with loads of “pep.” Again the fellows started fight- page Seventy-six ing at the first kick-off amt had tin ball under tin South goal in no time. A few minutes later big Tyra put a pretty place-kick between the bars. After this the South defense stiffened and the game became a “Hattie Royal.” Several times West's chances for a score were “killed by the splendid punting of Byers. The game ended with the ball near the middle of the field and the score, 3-0. Although the championship was cinched the North game was not characterized by any loafing on the part of West. The fact that rumors had been heard that North was going to give this team of ours a sound beating and that people generally were saying that Mac’s was nothing but a defensive machine, made the fellows play their very hardest every minute. The game was played in a sea of mud. North started with a jump and just missed scoring on us and spoiling our record of holding our opponents scoreless, when they missed a drop-kick by a few inches. Then the parade started. Tyra, Owen. Hanson, and Stone clearly demonstrated that they had very marked offensive ability by the way they tore off yard after yard until the final score stood 24-0. This game closed our season and brought home to West the most clean-cut championship ever won in Minneapolis High School football. If I were called upon to opine what 1 consider to be the best exhibition of team spirit, which has come within the range of my experience and observation, 1 must, certainly, point to the West High team, football champions of 1913. Never have I seen displayed such a spirit of self-sacrifice and team endeavor. It is the sort of spirit, the kind of team, the memories of which ought to linger with, and inspire, always, West High teams. It is, indeed, a privilege, when one is permitted to supervise such splendid fellows. Blaine McKusick. Once more we must face tin proposition of replacing those members of the team who leave school at Commencement. Five regulars of the Nineteon-thirteen team will return in the Fall and with these as a foundation Coach McKusick will have to build up a new machine, getting material from an unusually strong second team and from a list of new candidates. And if .Mac can’t do it, “it can't be done.’’ But if supported by that West High Spirit that will not down, the 1914 Football Team will keep the Myers’ Trophy-right where is it. Ei.lkry Stone, Captain, 1914. PoKe Seventy-seven (Llit (Cliampionsliip '(Team Tyra McKusick (Coach) Waldron Salt (Mgr.) Stone Yerxa Tucker (Captain) Tyler Billiter Owen Putnam Bigelow Hanson King © UK season of 1913 brought tin Twin City Championship to West High. It was a clean cut championship with no flukes attached and a well deserved one. Every one did his share and the result was a string of victories. Our added score was 51 as against our opponents 0. The championship is one to be proud of not only from the standpoint of the first and second teams but from the standpoint of the student body, and last but not least our incomparable coach. A man who can coach an eleven which the year before was classed scarcely above the mediocre into a perfect football machine, is a man of wonderful ability. A mar. who can work a football squad at top speed thruout the season, and not only have every one of the squad's respect but also his goodwill. is certainly a desirable man in that position. With McKusick at the helm the team travelled at top speed all through the season. When men are Page Seventy-eight training hard, as the West High team conscientiously did all year, they are nervous and consequently rather ugly. But not one word of trouble was heard throughout the year, altogether due to McKusick’s knowledge of athletes and his line diplomacy in handling them. Another fine quality of our coach is his keen sincere interest in every one of the fellows. The slightest injury was always correctly taken care of by him, and consequently the team travelled thru tin year with remarkably few serious injuries. We owe a great share of our success to the line West High spirit, which is shown by our student body. Their cheers have more than once enabled us to increase our efforts just enough to score or to keep the opposing team from scoring. As one of the graduating members of the team, I sincerely extend our best wishes for another championship team and the trophy, to Captain Stone and his men of 1914. TijOkkr, Captain 1913. (The cronb (Leant Kelly Martincnu J. Monasch Sinclair Barber Place A. Rubens Rubens McCuaig S. Monaseh Todd Burchard Pane Seventy-nine Page Eighty Senior “W” Jtteit Atwater— “Bill was in the game from whistle to whistle, lighting hard all the time. As captain, In proved an able leader. Bioklonv— “Bug showed some ( rrut footwork getting down on punts. He was tin bright star in every game and the popular choice for All-Star end. He was tin only new man to start the season. Bll.IJTER— “Bill was the man who furnished the splendid game all season. He is a veteran of tin hockey team and one of its mainstays in the scoring department. Borden— “Bill has had hard luck in his high school athletics, but he should “bibble. He wasn’t very “Keene on playing anyway. Carlson— “AH’ is a clever tennis player. Davis—One of the tennis sharks. Page Eighty-dne Owen— Puff-Puff” I )REW- “Chuck” smashed the city record in the “shot-put” and they're still hunting for the pieces. Will “Shorty” Barber ever stop telling about Chuck’s home run in tin South game? It sure saved the day for the green and white. Erickson— Erickson has no nickname according to popular opinion. He was a clean, hard player. Harrison— “Perc” was so fast he left a little trail of melted ice behind him. Cloth must have been cheap when he got those pants! Kino— “Beauty” showed rapid progress and was picking the holes in great style when his injury during the Central game forced him out for the remainder of the season, and robbed West of a most promising half-back. Owen— “Puff-puff” was a hard working, gritty player. He was quick to take advantage of any weakness in the enemies defense. His two years of service were crowned by the splendid showing he made in his last game for West. Putnam— “Snowball” believed in doing everything. He played end on our champion football team, was a star among the hockey players and captain of the track team. Pnire EiKhty-two KElTF.lt— “Candy was a demon as a puck-chaser. lie was a very aggressive player and the opposing goal guards were much relieved to see him graduate in mid-season. Tuckfr— “Curley wears this face only sometimes. It surely got Carlson's goat. 11 is head-work was remarkable. In the North game. Tyra’s place-kick hounded from the “Seat of Tuck s Intellect ’ squarely between the goal posts. “Curley was chosen captain of the All-Star team. Travis— “Vic” was a speed merchant and helped the baseball team make a splendid showing. He carried his audience with him—always! Tyra— “Art” gained more yards than any other half-hack in the city. His playing was always consistent and his cleverly executed place-kick won the South game. He was unanimously chosen on tin “All-Star. Wingate— “Ted,’ another exponent of the gentle ice sport. He is thinking of the way West just defeated St. Thomas. rase Elfchty-three (The HIM jockey (Learn Atwater Erickson Borden Billittcr Wyratt Wingate Bob Landy Putnam Ycrx� u IKE a great ball, gathering momentum as it rolls, West entered upon its hockey career for 1914. As it rolled faster and faster, East and North were crushed in quick succession. Central, however, proved a stitTer arrier, and when the ball struck it. though not shattered or even cracked, it was slightly turned from its course, which necessitated a fresh start. The second round of games was simply a repetition of the first—East and North were quickly put aside, but Central, our time honored rival, again asserted its—what shall you call it? luck or superiority? The final score was 1 to 0, judge for yourselves. It is sufficient to say that West turned out a splendid team, and though not a championship one, one that maintained the “West Standard” of sportsmanship, clean play, and fighting spirit, throughout the course of the season. Pikkck Atwatkk. Captain. Pago Klghty-four (Lite 11| 13 (Leirnis LLeam Keen Kennedy Clybourae ACII year increased interest is being manifested in high school tennis In the spring of last year a school tonrnev was played to choose the three best men to represent West in the twin city inter-scholastic. Kennedy won with ease with Civ bourne and Keen second and third men. Kennedy who was looked upon to reach t he finals at least was surprised in the first round when he met Warner of St. Paul. Despite this defeat West finished second. Page Elghty-flve West (Liu' 1 y 1(Lnuk tLcnin Durst Putnam Drew McKusick Wald on Long Page Eighty-six 1W1 :J. (Track G IIH year of 1913 was by no means a successful one for track. West was generally represented by five or six men. three or four of whom could be counted on to score points regularly. Consequently, in most of the lar e meets we were “best” with the. exception of about five other schools. Durst deserves a great amount of credit for his splendid, consistent work. Because of this man we were usually able to count on five points in the mile run. W aldon placed regularly in the weights as did Drew in the weights and high jump. ('apt. elect Putnam won the pole vault in the Mechanics dual meet and got second place and a silver medal in the Twin City meet. The work of the relay was fair. West was represented in this event by Drew, West, Keeler or Long, and ( apt. Waldon. lul l (Lock E are after the city championship this year. The material for the Traek Team is the best we have ever had, and there are enough men out so that we can have men in (‘very event. West Track teams do not get much indoor work, but two days a week at the National Guard Armory, gives the eoarh a chance to get a line on the fellows for outdoor work. Mr. MeKusick is coaching the team and he has already staged one meet. This meet brought out very keen competition in all the events, and also showed that there are fellows at West who can be developed into very good Track men. This year West expects to give the other schools a fight for first place in the outdoor meets, and preparations are already under way to improve the field back of the school. A 50-vard running track and jumping pit are going to be made. The whole school seems to be interested in Track work, and if the right kind of support is given there is no reason why we. will not develop a good team. Richard Pi-txam. West Borden Bartxrr HW Salt Drew Travis Blank Hanson Scott Lohk Drew NTIL last year, baseball has never taken a very firm hold on West, but through the hard work of the fellows in charge and because of the support given we were able to develop a team which made a strong bid for the championship. The season started poorly with a bad defeat at the hands of South. The second game of the season was lost to Central, but it was no loss in that a pitching star was found, “hefty” Norris assumed most of the pitching burden after his splendid showing against Central and our team was rejuvenated. North was defeated 5 -7. after a splendid rally in the last half of the ninth. East was slaughtered twice and North was again defeated. In the North game, of eleven innings. McLaughlin for North struck out 26 men, but was not able to win because of the habit the West men had of hitting or Pajce Blghty-eigl walking at critical times, (’apt. Iligi’s long triple coupled with a double by West won this game. South was taken on again and was this time defeated, :i-4. The game was close and thrilling and was in doubt until the last man had been retired. A home run with two men on bases, in the seventh, gave West the lead and eventually, the game. With a chance for a tie for the championship possible, West went into tin Central game with everything they had. For some unknown reason Central banged “Lefty's” shoots all over the field. In tin meantime West managed to collect only two small tallies on Curran, so the last game was lost and hopes of the championship were shattered in one short afternoon. Only three or four of last year's men have been lost and chances for a splendid team are bright. Harold Hanson was elected captain for 1914. Winners of tLhcir “W” lhtrimi the JJast Hear root hall Bigelow Tyler Tyra Stonk Hanson King Yerxa Track Putnam Waldon Tucker Owen Billiter Borden Durst Putnam Drew Long Waldon West Hast ball Barber Norris Travis Blank West Long Uockey 1IANSON Scott Borden I )rew 11IGI BlLLITF.lt W YATT Landry Yerxa Harrison Bartels Boice Tennis Reiter Wingate Putnam Erickson Atwater Borden Davis Keen Carlson Clybournk Sullivan Kennedy Tucker Eighty-nine Pane Ninety BOOK FOUR LITEMRE Extract JFrom Hoitjj's tiuUish (Literature The All-Star Period 1913-1914. 1110 period of 1913-1914, although a short time, is of great importance. The minds of the people were alive to all problems and interests, and tin §� §§§ literature is accordingly varied. The teachers and scholars delved deep into learning and lectured to crowded classrooms. Miss Penney and Miss Watts inspired multitudes and even soothed the mob with “Burke's Conciliation.n Mr. Kloepfer. foremost among philosophers set forth his profound theories over ham and eggs. Mr. Parsons, the idealistic reformer, vainly harangued the crowd on woman's dress. The period is remarkable for its rapid social development. Man sought to know his fellow man. Bean clubs took the place of old coffee houses. Women sprang into political prominence. Their political organizations rivaled those of the men. A terrible plague broke out late in the century and somewhat lessened activity though on the whole it is a period remarkable for its eager spirit and its progress in political and social organizations and in the the arts. The most noted dramatist of the day is William Kochford. The “Rockford” is merely to distinguish him from William Shakespeare, otherwise they might be confused. Born in 1760, not yet dead in 1914. The great mass of his works covering this long period of years have not yet been licensed by the pure food act, but his masterpiece “The Inner Soul’’ has been given its due reward of fame. Mr. Kochford is modern in spirit. In fact he is fairly palpitating with modernity. He is keenly alive to all dead issues of the Page Ninety-one clays. His profound psychological working out of the problem in “The Inner Soul gives him a place with Ibsen and John Galsworthy. Every Shakespeare lias his Macon. The authorship of William Rochford’s plays was for a while claimed by George Dauphine, but fortunately tin plays have been cleared of the charge. Harold Wood, the novelist of the day, born in Australia, brought up in the Philippines, spent his young manhood in a Siberian prison on the charge of talking too much. It is his experience in the gloomy mines of Siberia that has given the (plaint, old-fashioned touch to his novels of English country life. It has recently been discovered that he is a fourth cousin to Jane Austen and a school hoy friend of Mrs. Cranford. One of the remarkable figures of the day is the woman historian Doris Egge. Miss Bgge was brought up in a convent. The solitude of her youth gave her that shyness, and feeling of being ill at ease among people of the world. In her hours of contemplation she gained that broad and philosophical view of history. Miss Egge with her usual insight into the character of young women related, tlu other day, that the girls, during the reign of Queen Anne, were not taught the classics or any thing that they would really enjoy. The historian is now working out the historical problem of whether Queen Elizabeth wore green, cerise, and blue wigs to match her various gowns. The poet of the day is Stanley Monasch. He was horn in the C'atskill mountains but after a few years residence here he went west, with Roosevelt, for his health. He became a cowboy. While riding over the plains one day, lassoing steers. In wrote his melodious poem about tin Bean Club with the imagery of Spencer and the grandeur of Milton combined with tin cleverness of Quentin. There are rumors that he may some day become poet laureate of the Polar region. “I see a dog. there is no stone to throw. 1 see a stone, there is no dog to hit. I trow. But if perchance both dog and stone I view It is the King's dog, damn! what can I do. This exquisite melody of melancholy runs through all the works of Mr. Russell Burchard the great lawyer, druggist, and prize fighter of the day. He is a prophet among prophets. His works arc full of that inspired prophetic vision which makes him so valuable at the Stock Exchange and in the pulpit. We may say with Browning “Just for a handful of silver he left us” for it is rumored that Mr. Burchard is going on the Orpheum circuit as a fortune teller. A survey of the period would not he complete without the mention of the charming essayist. Miss Katherine Brewster. Her piquancy and dash of wit is not even rivaled by the Tribune girl. Miss Brewster came of a noble family but she was lost unfortunately at a baby show at the nondescript age Page Ninety-two of six months. She was adopted by a hermit, and her essays all reflect the genial gayetv and freshness of her youth. All the old clippings of the day mention her as a charming hostess and a brilliant conversationalist and a great beauty. Among the scholars. Clifford Borden is foremost, lie took his degree of B. A., M. A. and R. II. D. at the .Minnesota “Cow-educational” Cniversity. He received his x. y. ■ .. at Princeton and his K. S. V. I , at Oxford. He was a precocious child, reading Virgil with his eyes closed before he was three. He was not merely a scholar but a statesman. He received noted positions in rapid succession, among them King of .Mexico and Chief of Police in .Minneapolis. He is now the President of Plato's Ideal Republic, if it has a president, and carries himself with all the dignity and wisdom of a young man who receives his high school training at West. One is tempted to dilate on the winsome magnetism of the great literary scientist David Grimes, but his works must be mentioned first, lie showed early a spirit of independence. Like Bacon and .Johnson he disapproved of the curriculum of the institution where he received his training, West High. His whole life was spent in studying the law of gravitation to see in how many cases he could dispense with it. His scientific treatises are of great literary value because they changed the whole course of scientific thought. Mr. Crimes’ travels on the continent have been extensive. He wandered around, juggling and playing the mouth organ to earn a few cents here and there to eke out his meager fortune. .Just now he has made a contract with Atlas to relieve him next year of holding the world on his shoulders. Mr. Crimes intends to balance it on bis nose, so the rumor goes. There are various other geniuses along other lines in this All-Star period. These that have been mentioned are not the only important stars but the others were timid and did not wish to have their names go down in history Jean Gray. An Jlftul Beneath a shady tree they sat. He held her hand, she held his hat, I held my breath, and lay down flat. They kissed, I saw them do it. He held that kissing was no crime, She held her head up every time, 1 held my peace, and wrote this rhyme, And they thought no one knew it. Philips Foote. Page Ninety-throe “liemhttsceirres” Prologue: I manufactured this sad pome From stuff collected in my dome: You’d think they came from Gloomy Gus,— These musings of an Al-Lum-Nus. I’ll ne’er forget the day when I First crossed the threshold of West High. It was a day of woe and shame, For no one knew me or my name. I roamed around until I saw A youth whose look inspired awe. I asked him what the Freshmen did; He said, “You Booh, take off your lid!” At last a teacher signalled me Whose beaming face showed sympathy; She said, “Now tell me, who are you?” 1 gave my name and address too. Then four years passed in whirlwind style. When I reflect, I have to smile: With friends and sweethearts hv the score, I really wanted nothing more. I never bluffed the teachers much Except in Latin and in Dutch: And like all other High School men 1 gained some knowledge now and then. Each morning some Unfortunate Could not reach school by half past eight: And so, after the tardy bell, Would have his hard-luck tale to tell. I think of those Assembly calls When shouts and clamor filled the halls. 0, such commotion, awful noise Of faculty and girls and boys. pjiao Ninety-four Arid how I hoped ’twould last till noon,— It terminated far too soon: For often it meant sweet salvation (’ramming for some recitation. As 1 recall, each day the bunch Went down below to get their lunch. You mingled with an awful jam Of students, ice-cream, soup and ham. Twas absolutely 'gainst the rule To leave the grounds about the school; But sometimes it was hard to hear The call of autos and fresh air. We had a girlish substitute In German once, who was a Beaut! She had a knowledge out of books That equalled well her lovely looks. She stayed with us for quite a while, And everybody loved her smile. Yes, we decided it was best That Mr. Kloepfer had his rest. Then Graduation time drew near,— Thai hour of mingled hope and fear. I thought of times when I had worked, And tasks which had been badly shirked. For though my teachers had been kind. Twas not my wish to stay behind. But finally, I learned my fate: They told me I would graduate. I’ve labored hard since I. left West: To earn some coin—I've tried my best; For High School did not end it all,— I’m off again to “U’’ next Fall. Ivan C. Lawrence, 1913. (Lite Experience of a jfreslnmm II ves, you are allowed much more freedom in high school than in the grades.” boasted the mighty freshman to his youthful admirer. “Don't you have to line up when you pass into the different rooms?” asked the awe-strieken “grader.” “Line up? I should say not. They just have those silly rules in the lower grades so that tin- pupils won’t go astray. Now, in high school,” the freshman explained patronizingly, “there are no restrictions. You’re allowed to go .just as you please. No more marching for me. I can go just as I like.” “My! It must he great to he in high school!” exclaimed the younger hov, impressed by the startling information. “Weren’t you just a little bit or—afraid on your first day at school ?” “Well, I guess not.” was the injured reply. “Of course, yesterday was the first day, but I wasn’t the least bit flustered. I tell you the teachers treat you like babies in the grades, but they treat you with some respect at high school. Why. they even call you ‘Mr.’ in class.” “Don’t the freshmen recite in certain rooms, and the other classes in others so as to separate the different grades? “Oh my, no. The freshmen and seniors sit together in the same study halls, and in the library. The freshmen even recite to the same teachers as the seniors do, so there’s really no way to distinguish a freshman from a senior.” About twenty-four hours after this conversation had taken place between wise freshman and his inexperienced friend, the freshman began to regret his boast, and doubt his importance. It was on the second day of his high school career that the misfortunes of this freshman began. To begin with, tin freshman, unaccustomed to the early school hours, overslept. Consequently, lie was late. However, he assumed a very brave appearance and boldly marched into his first period class. Much to his surprise, the teacher promptly walked up to him and asked for a “slip.” lie hated to show his ignorance, but he could not imagine what she wanted, so he just sat still and looked ahead. The teacher then explained that he couldn’t be admitted to class until he obtained a slip from the office. Amazed, he made his way to the office where he found a very kind young lady, with light fluffy hair, to whom he explained his predicament. He muttered something about his watch stopping and was rewarded with the desired slip. Hig next period was in “A” room where In felt safe for a while. However. he had several surprises in this room. The first came when lie decided that he should have to go into the library. As he stumbled through the door, a teacher informed him that lie would not be permitted to leave “A” room Pago Ninety-six in the middle of a period, hut should he want to go into tin library another time, he would he required to leave a slip at the beginning of the period. At the second mention of “slip, he looked puzzled and wondered what the teachers did with all the slips. At the end of fifteen minutes, he had finished all his lessons, and so proceeded to whisper to his neighbor, hut he was speedily asked to refrain from talking during the study hour. The freshman then began to wonder what tin “liberties” of high school really were. He thought whispering surely was one of them. Presently he took another liberty, and rolled a little hall on his desk to while away the wearisome minutes of this study period. Again, the teacher asked him to abstain from “children’s play.” Therefore, Jie was much relieved to hear the hell and jumped up suddenly. Then, he heard one of the older scholars say, “Sit down, Freshie, that’s only the warning bell.” With much chagrin he sat down, hut he wondered how the boy had known he was a freshman. Unfortunately, he again attempted to invade the library and this time, he was successful. While he was engrossed in a large volume, his wigglv chair slipped out from under him, and fell to the floor with a hang—and also the freshman. Amid great merriment amongst his fellow “sufferers,” he resumed his former position. He grinned all the while, because the others did. hut he couldn’t sec anything amusing about it himself. Alas, the misfortunes of the freshman pursued him even at recess. As he was walking along one of the halls upstairs in the view of reaching the lunch room, a janitor yelled at him to get off his clean floor. Frightened, he scooted to the other end of the hall and proceeded to descend when a stern voice requested him to buy a “Spectator.” He had heard how the freshmen were “worked” to buy all the school papers, so he rushed upstairs again, and attempted the other stairs. On the landing, he was surrounded by a group ot “high-brows” who persuaded him to order the “Hesperian.” “Of course,” a gentleman, whom they called Mr. Burchard, was saying. “you couldn’t get along without this wonderful hook.” The freshman was convinced and paid a quarter to another gentleman whom they called “Wood.” He thought Mr. Wood must he one of the professors, for he noticed that he said half just as it was pronounced in his old speller in the grades. As he turned away lie heard the gentle voice of Miss White asking him to wait for his slip. He received the piece of paper and with a respectful “Thank you, main,” again continued his way. What a day for “slips,” he thought as he descended the stairs. He was making his way down a lower hall to his locker, when a small teacher asked him not to use that hall during the lunch hour. lie thought Pajce Ninety-seven because the teacher was small, she wouldn’t notice him so he tried to sneak past her. Nevertheless, he was convinced that in the future he wouldn’t judge her vision by her size. Once down in the lunch room, he thought he would be safe, but he encountered a formidable looking man who told him that he was going the wrong way when he could see the lunch room door a few yards off. However. he couldn’t see any other way to go, so he “tackled” the crowd, and wedged his way toward the lunch room, finally rushing in unobserved. My, he was glad of his former football experience. At last, it was time to go home, and he went to his locker for his wraps. 11 is patience was exausted and his anger rose when he found that “someone,” who had no respect for freshmen, had had the effrontery to “pick” his lock, and “borrow” his books. This was the climax he thought wrathfully. It was rather a dispirited freshman who walked home, and to add to his distress, he met his friend and confident of the preceding day. “Hello, Mr. Freshman. IIow did you get along?” “Didn’t get along,” growled the discouraged freshman between his teeth, and he shuffled past his astonished friend. Alice Westley. What Wnulh Ituippni V Say, can you imagine, Harold Wood onci sitting mute? Gordon Tucker small and cute? Jean Gra ever harsh and gruff? Mary Smcllett rude and rough? Sidney Ilevwood very thin? “Fuzz” Sinclair as sharp as a pin? Marion Westfall cross as a bear? Elmer C. with parted hair? Soup W. very, very wise? Kussel B. in villain's guise? Merle F. with an angry look? Mildred Warden without a book? Marion White with a seventy-five? Richard P. when not alive? Maurine Ames a suffragette? Henry F. when lost a bet? “Duff” Brown garbed in fiery red? Stan with an idea in his head? Gladys M. without a voice? Garrett knowing whose his choice? Johnnie Shearer picking a fight ? Robert T. a shining light ? Pierce A. talking very fast? Katie Brewster coming last? No offence meant, These silly lines; My English lesson, Something that rhymes. Douis Eoge. Never set yourself up for a musician just because you have a drum in your ear; nor believe you are cut for a school teacher merely because you have a pupil in your eye. Page Ninety-eight tWcinatian Apologies to Longfellow—(He’s used to it!) i. As through the corridor there passed The zeros round were falling fast, A sire whose face was stern and set; lie murmured low, “We’ll get them yet!” Vaccination! ii. A Senior, agonized with “Lit,” Was slowly losing all his grit. When like a voice from Heaven rung The word from that all powerful tongue, Vaccination! hi. The room of Seniors, rushing out Proclaimed their freedom with a shout. “Pa” Jordan spoke in accents low, “The rest room is the place to go.” Vaccination! Page Ninety-nine IV. The Seniors hastened up the stair; Those coming down were in despair; Alas! Their spectral laces shone, And from their lips escaped a groan. Vaccination! v. “Try not that place!” the Junior said, “It's terrible! I’m nearly dead!” The Seniors shook, and turned away Only to hear “Pa” Jordan say Vaccination! VI. “Beware your heart! I’m stricken mute! The nurse is really awfully cute!” The Sophs felt not the awful pall. A voice replied far down the hall “Vaccination!” VII. “0 stay!” the freshie said, “and get Excused with a certificate!” A tear stood in the Senior’s eye But still he answered with a sigh “Vaccination!” VIII. The Seniors reached the second floor And softly gained the rest room door. A youth called to them as he fled, “I’m canned for fourteen days,” he said. Vaccination! IX. There in the rest room, cold and gray, Submitting, blue with fright they lay; And from the hall, serene and far, A voice fell, like a falling star, “Vaccination!” Elinor Hudson. Page One Hundred A WnniHTful Hamp T was a bright spring day when one would least expect anything unusual to happen. Late in the afternoon as I was walking home from school 1 stopped beside a sand bank to watch the excavating that was going on below. A large pile of sand was just at my feet and as I turned away I stumbled over a small metal object. Out of curiosity, I picked it up. It was a curious old piece of hammered brass, tarnished and battered but still retaining a semblance of its former beauty. It was an antique brass lamp, shaped like a small boat, a handle at one end and a small spout at the other, for the wick. I stuck it under my arm and carried it home, thinking it might be of interest. Reaching home I put it on the table with my books, and forgot about it until that night when 1 began to study. Seeking for material for a particularly hard theme, 1 absent-mindedly picked up the old lamp and began to polish it with my handkerchief. Suddenly there was a loud clap of thunder and the room filled with a cloud of smoke in the midst of which a terrifying figure appeared. Frightened, I jumped to my feet and made for the door. 1 was stopped by the apparition, who asked in sepulchral tones: “Well, what do you want with me, now that I’m here?” Astounded I could only gasp in reply, “What are you?” “I’m the genie of the lamp. I’m sure I got here quickly after having had so little practice of late years. Since Aladdin died, no one has used me and I’d about given up hope of ever seeing daylight again.” “ARE—are you Aladdin’s genie?” “Of course I am. But what do you want of me? I’ll give you anything you wish. How about a white elephant decked with rubies or a few bushels of emeralds?” Struck by a happy thought, I responded, “I don’t want a white elephant at all, but 1 do want a theme for English, sit down and write me one.” His face fell, “Of course I didn’t expect an almost impossible task,” he objected, “anything within reason 1 can do, but—” “Are you my slave or are you not?” I demanded. “If you are, please write that theme.” With a groan, he sat down to begin. Suddenly footsteps were heard on the stairs. “Oh, for goodness sake disappear!” I cried, and as he immediately began to fade away, “Bring back that theme tomorrow morning and don’t make so much noise when you come again.” With a rebellious countenance, lie faded from sight just as Mother opened the door. I aRe One Hundred One “Did you hear a loud explosion a moment ago? she asked. “I’m almost sure I did.” 1 admitted having heard a noise, but did not offer any explanation for fear of being judged insane. After this, things went on smoothly. The genie did all my difficult work, managing everything so that I became almost a “shark. One day he even assumed my appearance, going to school for me and taking a French test while I went out for a good time. This, however, was taking a good many chances so I never tried it again. Life became a bed of roses,—but nothing like this ever lasts. One night I gave him a lesson in civics to study for me. The next morning when 1 summoned him, he did not appear at once. Only after two or three vigorous rubs did he appear at all. When he did, it was slowly and impudently, contrasting strongly with his former humble manner. When I started to speak, he stopped me with a dignified wave of his hand. “Do 1 understand that this is the constitution in force in the United States today?” he inquired. I nodded assent. “Then under these rules I am no longer compelled to serve you, he said pointing to the clause on slavery, “and therefore I must say farewell. I called upon him in vain to take mercy upon me and help me out, he was adamant, lie faded rapidly from sight, dropping my books on the floor with a crash and left me in despair. Florence Murpiiy. Shakespeare was the first to apply the term “chicken” and now we find it authorized by the dictionary. It still remains for someone to call them “ladv-birds.” Jtta (Chore I want you more than words can tell— L need you—I who knew so well The tender warmth of your embrace. I need you in your wonted place. That you may nestle on my breast; That 1 may feel your willing arms, And know again your close caress. For months 1 have forgot your charms, But now I need you, oh, ma ehere! My woolen, winter underwear! Claudia Cranston. Pa«e One Hundred Two Pago One Hundred Three Sept. 2. Sept. 3. Sept. 4. Sept. 9. Sept. 10. Sept. 11. Sept. 12. Sept. 16. Sept. 17. Sept. 24. Sept. 29. Oct. 1. Oct. 3. Oct. 6. Oct. 7. Oct. 8. Oct. 9. Oct. 10. Oct. 13. Oct. 15. Oct. 18. Oct. 22. Oct. 24. Oct. 28. Jf-rmn the Diary of professor |lqms School opens. A new lovely lady is observed in the office. Hall filled with young hopefuls. The lovely new lady’s name is Miss Chase. Ilooray! Kittredge Bailey asks Miss Chase to the Senior Dance. Rather windy. Bob Sherman comes out for football. Miss Penney explains the meaning of “genius.” Junie Grandin inquires the symptoms of it. Bob Sherman retires from football. Tyler mistakes the annex for the gymnasium. The Junior Class elects Walter Jones editor of the Spectator. Miss Iieffernan’s enthusiasm for her native (?) tongue germinates into a Dutch song-test. B-r-r-r-r. Chemistry classes make hydrogen sulphide. Miss Chase nearly turns in a fire alarm. Ernest Wold explains the meaning of the “cloud by day” as the cloud of Noah’s Hood, and receives a standing invitation to join Miss Penney’s Sunday-school class. Doris Egge brings a tom-cat to school. First foot-ball game. It is needless to quote the score—but for the inquisitive—West 18—East 0. Algebra III quiz. English Lit. quiz. Vergil quiz. Chemistry quiz. Bad weather. Papers returned from yesterday’s quizzes. Harold Yerxa falls in love with his wife. McKusick teaches Bigelow to tackle. Clifford Borden lends Bigelow witch hazel, absorbent cotton and adhesive tape. The Senior Class organizes and elects Clifford Borden president. Bigelow is absent. Monday all day. German orators orate to the walls of A Room. Nellie Barnes, Mr. Kloepfer, three judges and Doris. Egge’s tom-cat. Helene Blumenkranz wins first place. Saturday. Central 0. West 6. Percy Carlson was pretty badly tuckered. Wednesday. Because of the Teachers Convention, school is out for the rest of the week. The loss of these two days is keenly felt. Inter-state German Declamation Contest. Helene Blumencranz wins first place for West. Mr. Koehler talks on “Girls” at the Bean Club. Feminine element of the school in great agitation. Page One Hundred FV u Oct. 31. South discovers that it is Hallowe’en and fails to score. West makes three points and attends the Shubert. Stanley Segelbaum argues with the big. burly policeman. Nov. 1. January Seniors have picnic supper. Messrs. Jordan and Salt play hide-and-go-seek. Nov. 3. Yerxa has domestic troubles. Nov. 5. America lies in the Western Hemisphere. Nov. 7. North succumbs to the tune of 23-0, thus ending the city series in which West was not scored against once. Nov. 12. Mr. Puffer offers fatherly advice. Engineers’ Club organizes and elects Phil Titze president. Nov. 14. Everett Barkwell boils gunpowder in concentrated sulphuric acid. Nov. 20. Ilerr Kloepfcr and Herbert Montgomery visit St. Paul Central. Herb is mistaken for a professor of German. Nov. 27. Thanksgiving, thank goodness. No school. Dec. 3. Football men are awarded letters. Soup Waldon says “We are glad we got it.” The Senior Class meets. Dec. 5. Football banquet in the afternoon. Ellery Stone is elected captain for 1914. Here’s success and best wishes, Ellery! Dec. 0. Senior Class has a Spread. The Minneapolis General Electric Co., fail to furnish light at the climax of the play. Grimes is on band with his mouth organ. Why don't you learn to play it with your foot, Davey? Dec. 11. The Hesperian Board begins extrac-and-subtrac-ting quarters. The C. ('. Club organizes, meets, and eats. Dec. 12. St. Paul Central comes over for a German Declamation Contest. West takes the first three places with Monica Flanigan in the lead. Dec. 15. Rabbi Wise speaks on “Self-respect, self-knowledge, self-control.” Dec. 17. Day after the Bean Club. Seven sick. Dec. 18. Mr. Phillips sang some German songs during the Auditorium period. Dec. 19. The Seniors hold a dance in the Central gymnasium. The howling multitude allows Bailey but two dances with Miss Chase. Dec. 29. The West Alumni hold a dance in B Room and organize an Alumni Association with Ueland as president. Jan. 7. Today is the day which will be yesterday tomorrow. Jan. 9. East-West debate. We will simply state: East 2; West 1. Jan. 11. Sunday morning. Miss Penney’s classes get up early to write their Senior Essays. Jan. 11. Sunday evening. Miss Penney's classes stay up late to write their Senior Essays. I'aj e One Humlred Five Jan. 16. Jan. 17. Jan. 22. Jan. 23. Jan. 29. Feb. 4. Feb. 6. Feb. 7. Feb. 11. Feb. 13. Feb. 16. Feb. 17. Mar. 4. Mar. 5. Mar. 6. Mar. 9. Mar. 19. Mar. 20. Mar. 21. Mar. 23. Mar. 27. Mar. 28. Mar. 31. Apr. 1. Mr. Cook volunteers the information that the only time the effect precedes the cause is when a horse backs a wagon up. The Engineer’s Club’s Show. It turned out to be the biggest success in the Vaudeville Line ever made at West. The West team shows Fast some fine points in hockey playing. West 5; East 1. January Senior Graduating Exercises in the evening. No school today. End of the first semester. Hockey: West 7; North 0. ? Yerxa pays (some of) his debts. Miss Kerr gives a sol id geometry test and decides that the only solid thing about the class is their heads. Central-West debate. Central wins by a two to one decision. The East hookey team is again chastised in a 3 to 2 game. The Senior Class goes on a sleigh-ride. Today, being the thirteenth and Friday, is unlucky—for the North Hockey team. West 6: North 1. The Hesperian board ties tags on the Hesperian landing.—err—that is—ties the strings to the tags not the tags to the landing. Track practice starts in the lower halls. “Soup” Waldon runs a race. We begin to play tag with the Hesperian Board. Vaccination operations begin. Putnam succumbs with pallid cheek. Freshman-Sophomore Bean Club is inaugurated in an auspicious meeting this P. M. Harold Wood tells a shocking story. The vaccination room is still doing a healthy business. We watch with great relief, the departure of the health department. Seniors hold play try-out behind locked Auditorium doors. Herr Kloepfer holds a German Declamation contest in the Auditorium but forgets to loek the doors. Herbert Montgomery P. S. takes first place. The Senior-Junior dance in the Central Gymnasium proves to be an entire success and a great credit to the Executive Committee. Atwater, Kochford, Burchard, Carlson, Monica Flanigan and The Carlton College Glee Club draws the admiration of the feminine population of West. Saturday. The Girls’ League open up the school in a frappe fete. The Boy Scout officers inform us as to the details of West construction and incidentally throw some new light upon the Boy Scout Movement. April fools’ day. The Hesperian board goes to press. I’a e One Hundred Six Pase One Hundred Seven (the jttatit’s oltIoqug To dress or not to dress (in style): that is the question: Whether it is saner for women to endure 'Phe cruel glares and sneers of shocked mankind, Or to return to grandma’s age long past, And with her crinoline make an attempt To stifle critics balefully inclined? To drape: to pinch by lacing: to obscure The lines and curves to which our sex is heir, It is a termination to he wished. To wear the gaiter: affect the heelless shoe: The hoop: perchance the stays: ay, there’s the squeeze; For in their clutch so tight, what then may come When we have lost our healthful looks at last, Must make us think. Klise Van Nkss. $johr (£ouli hint Hone 3117 They strolled along the shady way Oh, what a charming Miss! lie edged up closely to her side, And tried to steal—her poeketbook. They sat alone in shady nook. Oh, joys of fairy land, Her eyes gazed fondly into his He gently clasped her—umbrella. lie came prepared for conquest great. To make her his for life. He put the question gracefully,— She said she’d be his adviser. Curly Tucker, to Mr. Salt: “Say Mr. Salt, do you realize that Kenney Tyler is getting to be a horrible lady’s man?” Mr. Salt: “Why no?” Curly: “Yes, yesterday he was out iceboating with six fair young ladies.” Mr. Salt: “Gracious, he must have a heart like a hotel.” We understand that “Mac” is teaching astronomy. Well yes—pugilistic astronomy. Waldon is studying the heavenly bodies from the Forge locker room. Page One Hundred Eight COIi! S«'uclj JUsrespcct! There was an old miser named Marner, Who sal with liis loom in the corner; And when he was old Some one stole all his gold, This poor old miser Si Marner. There was a poet named Scott, Who wrote Ivanhoe, like as not IIe filled hundreds of pages With tales of “Dark Ages” Interesting? Woof! 1 guess not! Robert Uii,e. “05 lee Club” Into the assembly hall Who wants to go with me, And tune his merry throat Unto the piano's note— Come-hither, come hither, come hither! Here can we shirk All irksome work— Just yell and sing together. Who dothe all labor shun And loveth naught but fun, Cribbing the credits he gets And pleased with what he nets— Come-hither. come hither, come hither! Here can he shirk All irksome work— Just yell and sing together. Frank Inqraiiam. Page One Hundred Nine A IHjursc, A $ull, anl A H'omi Walk ]0ome E’RE off! Hurray! Kali for Ireland! Hang to your hats, fellows. Qet-di-ap you disreputable looking quadruped! Git-ap! Mach schnell! Show some signs of life will you?” I implore as I enforced this last remark with a healthy blow of the whip with the only result that the brute in front of me flapped his, or rather her ears, and looked around at me with great soulful eyes. “ ‘Get out and get under!’ ” sang Bob. ‘‘She has taken root: no hope now.” “Maybe the starter doesn't work. Get out and crank!” “Say please to the lady.” “You will have to get out and push, Sam.” These and many more equally brilliant remarks were hurled at me and horsie, as 1 tried in vain to make my charge move. But first let me explain how I, of all persons, had had the job of driving this beast, beautiful and graceful as a dream, wished upon me by the rest of the bunch. To begin with, we wanted to get our canoe out to Lake Minnetonka. There were four of us. Bob, a tennis fiend and incidentally a shark at the game; Chuck, a football and baseball player; Cliff, a desperate driver of autos and exponent of the manly art of basketball; and myself. The four of us had done everything together and at school they had dubbed us the bum quartet. But to get back to my story. Bob had a canoe in town and, as all of us lived out at the lake in the summer time, we decided that the best place for the canoe was where we could use it. The difficulty of getting it out to the lake was solved or seemingly solved by a neighbor of ours who volunteered to lend us the use of a horse and wagon, which were in town, if we would bring the outfit out to the lake ourselves. We joyfully acquiesed and made plans to go in town the next day to get the canoe. We caught an early car in, and arrived in the haunts of civilization about seven o’clock. We immediately went to the stable where we had been told the horse boarded, and made known our mission to the man who seemed to be in charge. He grinned and went into the barn and led out the most sorrowful looking remnant of a horse that I have ever seen. Like other ladies, she did not disclose her age but she certainly had reached years of discretion and. in view of later circumstances, I am inclined to think that she was in her second colt-hood. The man harnessed the beast for us and, as 1 had admitted that L had driven a horse at one time in my checkered career, I was delegated a committee of one to steer the machine. I climbed up into my seat with some trepidation and told the horse that it was now time to go. She responded gallantly to my appeal and trotted off so briskly that it was not long before we reached the PaOne Hundred Ten docks. It did not take us long to take the canoe off the docks and put it on the wagon and soon we were ready to start again. Boh and I graced the front seat and Cliff and Chuck sat astraddle the canoe. I will not attempt to enumerate the causes which may have impelled her ladyship to refuse to budge, for perhaps the only explanation of her action would he her woman's “becuz.” Possibly she revolted against added weight of the canoe or possibly she decided that she had done enough for one day. At any rate, start she would not. I finally gave up my attempt to start her and sank hack wearily into my seat. “I thought you said that you could drive a horse?” queried Boh. “You don't call this collection of dried up hones and skin a horse, do you?” I retorted giving vent to my somewhat pent up feelings on the subject of horses in general and one horse in particular. When the smoke had cleared we proceeded to discuss the issue at hand. By this time quite a crowd of interested spectators had gathered around to watch our lack of progress. A policeman also strolled up and watched ns suspiciously. “Let's act as if we were waiting for something,” 1 whispered. “Well, we are waiting for this darn horse to come out of her trance, aren’t we?” demanded Chuck. So we adopted a policy of “watchful waiting” and so did the horse. Chuck whistled softly and monotonously; Boh called the horse all the names in his large and interesting vocabulary and then began all over again; Cliff lay down on the canoe and took a sun hath; and the horse and I just sat. All at once without any warning she started with a jerk and traveled down the road at a two-forty clip. 1 don’t know what had caused the transformation and 1 did not stop to inquire at that moment. Possibly it was a fly that had broken in upon her revery and had caused her to take wings. Down the road we went, swaying from one side to another. 1 clutching the reins in both my hands and hanging on desperately; Boh was dumped off the scat into the wagon from whence issued another and more violent series of deprecatory epithets, hurled at our means of transportation. Chuck grasped wildly for some means of support and Cliff—wasn’t. At first jerk he had made a few ineffectual hut vigorous and impassioned attempts to firmly grasp the blue ether in both hands and failing, he had rolled ignominiously hut gracefully to the ground. After we had soothed to some degree, our advocate of women’s rights, he caught up with us. He indignantly demanded to know why we had not stopped and waited for him. We. told him gently that we had been afraid to stop our mutual friend for fear that she wouldn’t go on again. Well, we rambled on, the horse taking generous and frequent rests when- Pnge One Hundred Eleven ever it pleased her majesty. Twelve o’clock came and went and soon we all began to feel the lark of what ought to have been a lunch. We had counted on getting out to the lake at two o’clock at the latest and so we had not brought anything with which to satisfy the demands of our healthy appetites. We became hungrier and hungrier. Chuck tightened in his belt two holes. Cliff said that he had heard that shoe leather was appetizing and he was going to try. Hob said that he would just as soon eat the horse only he didn’t like rib roasts. Finally when we were convinced that it would be impossible to live, we passed an orchard. The apples were not particularly ripe, but what difference did it make? We hollered “Whoa” simultaneously and piled out of tin wagon. I hitched my charge where she could eat and then climbed over the fence to join the rest who had proceeded me in the mad scramble. I had just gotten over the fence when— “For the love of Mike, Sam, look out!” I looked up in amazement and saw the three fellows perched precariously in strained and uncomfortable positions in three little apple trees which groaned and creaked under their weight. “What in the name of common sense is the—” Then 1 heard a snort and looked around. Say, if I had ever run in a track meet the way 1 hoofed it for the nearest tree, a stop watch would have been too slow to have caught my time. I made a wild leap for the nearest tree and drew myself up. As I came, 1 heard an ominous heart rending rip and I knew by intuition that when I escaped I would be in no condition to enter polite society. I was not an instant too soon, for. just as 1 had finished the demolition of my trousers and had pulled myself to a place of uncertain safety, the snorting red bull reached the tree and 1 thought sure that he was going to charge it, but he only backed off and looked savagely at me. “Nice bull, nice bull,” I said soothingly. “You poor simp, he is no kitten,” came in an angry splutter from the tree where Hob had leathered his nest. “Did he chase you too?” 1 asked. “Oh no, he just came politely up and informed me that he would rather see me in this tree and he even went so far as to take the liberty of helping me up, in which process In removed more or less of the seat of my trousers which you see decorating his horns.” Chuck, seeing that the bull was occupied, thought he would escape. He climbed softly out of the tree and bolted. The bull, however, heard him, turned, and charged. Chuck made a rapid calculation and decided that if he did not intend to leave this “vale of tears” he would have to do some tall hustling. The rapidity with which he flew into the nearest tree would have Page One Hundred Twelve convinced the most skeptical person of the truth of the Darwinian theory. The Imll reigned supreme. Then we saw a farmer coming with a gun on his shoulder. “I’ll hot that he shoots little birds that steal his apples,” gloomily prophesied Cliff. “Say, fellows,” I said, “Let s take our chances on the bull. He looks as if he had a sense of humor.” Hut it was too late for the hunter had arrived and was demanding to know what we were doing in his apple trees. “Say, hums.” Bob whispered. “Let’s pretend that we are off in the upper story and maybe he will let us go.” “Picking snow balls,” Hob said in a very confidential tone. “I’m looking up my family tree; it goes back to Caesar’s cherry tree,” I confided to the astonished farmer. “Sir.” Hob commenced pompously, “Let me introduce you to my friend the Prince of Wales in the tree to the right. In yonder tree (pointing at me) you see Julius Edison whose researches along the line of homoloaganeous astrishtriopagraphy are well known to the entire civilized world. On my left you see the Sheen of Queba and 1. your humble servant, am the king of Ireland. Kali for Ireland!” Hob shouted as he finished his speech. We had accomplished our end all right. We had the farmer’s goat without a doubt. He stood and looked as though he didn’t know whether to shoot or run, as we sat and grinned and chattered at him. He shifted his generous quid from one side of mouth to the other and thought laboriously. Finally he said: “Well, boys, I’m mighty glad to make your acquaintance. Come on over to the house and have something to cat.” This was something that we had not counted on, but he had a gun and we were still hungry and so we clambered out of the tree, keeping our eyes still on the bull who regarded our action with suspicion, but did not attempt to molest us further. We followed the farmer into a big room in the house where he left us and told us lie would be back in a minute. He went out, closed the door, and locked it. We looked at each other in consternation and amazement. Hob went to the door and listened. “Say, fellows, we are in a deuce of a mess. Listen!” The farmer was at the telephone. “Is this the insane asylum?” “Well, have any inmates escaped to-day?” “Four, you say? Well I have them. I found the whole bunch of them up in the trees in my orchard. They are as nutty as squirrels, but harmless. P. � Ke One Hundred Thirteen “Et tu Brute,” Chuck I will keep them locked up until you come for them.” said mournfully as he heard this cheerful message. ‘‘We are in a pretty mess. The poor simp of a farmer thinks that we are a bunch of nuts who have hv some chance taken this day, of all days, to escape and he is going to hold us here until the officers come for us. Say, we have simply got to get out of here. If the insane officers ever get hold of Bob you know as well as I that he will never be able to prove his sanity.” I said this with a withering glance at the author of the scheme. Cliff went to the window and was able to open it. “Come on fellows. It s not such a long drop. We have got to do it now while the old Duck is in the next room. Still!” We tiptoed to the window and dropped to the ground ten feet below and then, believe me, we did not lose any time streaking it for the last resting place of the horse. The farmer came out and attempted to chase us, but we had too much of a lead and he gave it up. Finally we came to the place where the horse ought to have been but she had went. “Well,” Chuck said, after we had all expressed our opinions of the female of the horse species, “1 guess that we will have to do our own pushing the rest of the way home, but, for the love of Mike, Russ, you and Bob will have to jump into a bush or sit down every time you see some one coming or else you will be arrested.” We would have made “Weary Willie” and his tribe green with envy if they could have seen us limping home about ten o’clock, tired, famished, and ragged. We went to sleep before we hit the covers and dreamed of Elysian fields where lady horses, bulls, and farmers tortured us. Next morning I was called to the telephone out of a sound sleep. “Hello!” “Is this the fellow that was going to drive one of our horses out to the lake yesterday?” “Yes.” “Well, last night she came back, wagon and all. What should I do with them?” “Give her my regards and tell her that I hope she chokes.” I answered as I slammed up the receiver and went back to my dreams and bliss. Page One Hundred Fourteen Page One Hundred Fifteen '(Lo the Il'undi $00111 Bell rings With a thump Grab your hooks On the jump Down the stairs On the fly To the lunch room Do or die. Sponge a ticket from A friend Always borrow Never lend. Down the hall On the run And all that’s left Is one ham bun. Stanlky Monascii. Pukc One Hundred Sixteen (Life JWustenj of the 'ea Far from earth’s bewitching’features, Where the cool sea breezes play, Where the melancholy sea gulls And the billowy waves hold sway, One is sure to find a moment Of enchantment most divine, Listening to the angry surging Of the tides that seems sublime. E’en the restless soul is peaceful, (’harmed to calmness by the roar, Of the fierce mysterious breakers, As they beat against the shore. Thus will all one’s darkening shadows Vanish in the ebbing tide, And be buried deep forever In the ocean wild and wide. Opal Van Delinder. . IUii Wan 05 o 7 The place they keep us in. Once there was a fire— It burnt like holy sin— .List a block away from We knew our help was needed, Hut teacher said “No, No”; We felt the call of duty Even then we could not go. Our hearts are full of pity For those poor fire boys, They had to daily risk their lives, While we had all the joys. .So in spite of teacher’s warning, Though we hated to very much, We had to help the firemen. (Missing Latin, Lit. and Dutch). Stanley B. Monascii. Pane One Hundred Seventeen I. Hear tin bells Steel-like bells What a fever and a tremor Their jangling warning tells How their clipping, rippling, skipping Tell of moments swiftly slipping From our pens. What a tapping and a rapping At our dull brain cells That insistent jingle, jangle Of the bells, bells, bells. They will surely set us crazy Even now we’re dim and hazy Recollections of those ding-dong bells. Hear again the bells. Warning bells. What a tale of terror Their relentless jangle tells. Mow we quiver! How we shiver! Mow. with our mates we shrink and cower Mow we tremble And assemble Our poor efforts of the hour! Page One Hundred Eighteen How we rush, And how we push To get beyond their clutch. With what thankful hearts we “slush” Into seats in the next room Now for once beyond the boom Of those dreadful, awful, clanging, warning bells. Hear once again the bells The glad Assembly bells, What a rush of swift delight As we rush out into light From the lessons we would slight, Saved for once from sorry plight By the bells. How we elbow, push, and crowd Thru the. big Assembly door Bound for once to breathe aloud Breaths of mischief by the score. How we giggle As we wiggle In our seats before the “man” Who waits in vain To sizzle, And the naughty boys to ban. But we care not. And we heed not For just listen to the bells Oh, those kindly, friendly, blessed “Sembly” bells. in. iv. Now my friends, you’ll surely listen While I my ditty close With one last brief edition Of the bells of sweet repose, Page One Hundred Nineteen For the bells now sweetly sounding At the hour that smells of eats Well,—you might almost hear them pounding Those swift heart beats. An instant of silence follows, Then we leap as bolt from bow And the clamor,—bells are shallow To that Bedlam on the floor below. But we heed not, And we care not, For last, ‘Master,’’ lastost,” bells Are ringing, faintly ringing As of sweet release “they tells.” On the bells, bells, bells, Those distant, foolish bells, What a prayer of thankful freedom Their last sad requiem tells. James M. Miller. j� i {� u Page One Hundred Twenty Little Willie who is sly as a fox, Was out with his Pa on one of his wox. When a coach dog, he spied, We PLYMOUTH Gracefulness, Individuality and Character distinguish our Suits for Young Men One might almost say that today all clothing is for young men, so smart and good looking is it compared with the clothing of a few years ago. However, in our store devoted to the young man, will be found clothes designed and made particularly for the particular young man—the young man who gives detailed attention to his clothes, and who expects his clothes to look different. Priced $15 to $35. The Plymouth Clothing House : Hennepin and Sixth Next Fall— CfacOuxaC Cornjoacn S • Electrical Wiring Lighting Fixtures Machinery and Supplies phon- • N. W.Nicollet 477Q 1 hones ,T s CenU.r 4 0 VICTROLAS At the Exclusive Shop. Largest Stock of RECORDS 7 7te Malcolm We Sell on Easy Payment Plan Dancing l e Talking Machine Co. ARCHIE MATHEIS School 928 Nicollet Avenue—at Tenth Street Minneapolis’ Leading Victor Dealers To his father he cried, Oh look that poor dog has small-pox. First Verse Little Willie With curly lox , „ 'M ', will fit you to successfully fill positions of trust in business life. You are taught the practical things such as Clf you continue what you are, and remain where you are—why, that’s what and where you will always be. If you make anything of yourself you must make some kind of a start. A business education is no lottery there are no blanks. Call, write or 'phone for catalog Ilis Ma bought him Some brand new sox (continued) Second Worse The first day out. He tore those seeks. PONT SAY UNDERWEAR SAY MUNSINGWEAR MUNSING UNION SUITS for Men, Women and Children Fine in Quality Non-Irritating Long Wearing Perfect Fitting In Every Way Satisfactory Children's Munsingwear $ .50 to $2.50 Ladies' Munsingwear . $ .50 to $3.50 Misses' Munsingwear . $1.00 to $3.00 Youths' Munsingwear . $1.00 to $3.00 Men's Munsingwear . . $1.00 to $15.00 II BEYOND COMPARE V U N SING F � Sm Im al F«Wm«. Myb Ulnm� H� « W DhW . • lo «. r.«. THE NORTHWESTERN KNITTING CO., Minneapolis, Minnesota And his Ma just gave His ears a bocks. 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