Westmont Hilltop Senior High School - Phoenician Yearbook (Johnstown, PA)

Text from Pages 1 - 124 of the 1932 volume:

Theme of Yearbook—Building Philosophers have called architecture frozen music—a building is, then, the note which symbolizes for all time the tempo of its mak- ers. A people in whom the spirit of building is not dormant, lives; Egypt was glorious Egypt as the pyramids reared their massivness from the desert sands; Caesar walked when the beau- ty of Rome was planned in imperishable mar- ble. And, as we lay the stones that are to be our inspiration and our lives, let us remember to build with extreme care so that they who follow may honor the well built temples of our souls. THE PHOENICIAN of the Westmont-Upper Yoder High School WESTMONT JOHNSTOWN. PENNSYLVANIA Class Motto—“Too low they build who build beneath the stars.”—Young. Published by THE SENIOR CLASS Nineteen Hundred Thirty-two 3 PHOENICIAN Dedication To Mary V. KefFer, whose friend- ship we treasure and under whose guiding influence we have advanced so well in learning and in culture, and to whom we must say affectionate adieu, we fondly dedicate this Phoeni- cian of 1932. PHOENICIAN MRS. MARY V. KEFFER PHOENICIAN NATIONAL HONOR SOCIETY 1931 Members Frank Bracken Jack Zubrod Jack Hannan Margretta Keafer Agnes Sobditch Charles Gilbert ’ 5 5®' POWELL STACKHOUSE MEMORIAL AWARD FOR CIVIC HONOR Jack Hannan, 1931 PHOENICIAN IN MEMORIAM HERBERT FULMER 1911-1932 Cheery and courteous, with a ready smile and a kind heart, “Herbie” was indeed a well met fellow. He was of the type from which greatness is built. He still lives in the hearts of those of us who knew him. MARGARET BRICKER A Member of the Class of 1932 7 PHOENICIAN Foreword PHOENICIAN—BUILDING P-resent day problems are the materials of our structure H -ome guidance is our unvarying compass 0- ne individual’s ability is the foot-rule of our advancement E-very one’s happiness is our area N-ational integrity is our steel-girding 1- ndependent thinking is the space for light C-ivic responsibility is the office holder in our building I-ndividual patriotism is the mortar of construction A-merican ideals control the height of the structure N-ational contribution to world progress is the cost of the building 3 PHOENICIAN WESTMONT-UPPER YODER HIGH SCHOOL 9 PHOENICIAN The Phoenician Staff Edi tor-in-Chie f Harlan M. Smith Assistant Editor Walter H. Byers Businesss Manager Herman Rodstein Assistant Business Managers Albert Stock Sarah Head Associate Editors Agenda Class Anna Stenger Jean Stitt Vera Plotter Ada Kauffman Anna Mosholder Virginia Eckel Annamae Hoff Organization Ronald Peel Jack Benford Jack Zimmerman Dramatics William Kintner Features Athletics George Tarr Gladys Momberger Millard Kaminsky Ethel Shomo Art Typists James Gurley Helen Neafach Louise Kyler Florence Orner Photography Richard Stewart PHOENICIAN Table of Contents ADMINISTRATION 12 SENIOR ... 22 JUNIOR . .. 40 SOPHOMORE 46 FRESHMAN 52 AGENDA 58 DRAMATICS 76 ORGANIZATIONS 82 ATHLETICS 98 FEATURES 108 11 PHOENICIAN Here are the few of our teachers who were caught by the cameraman. You will recognize Mr. Ott and Mr. Tomb at the top of the panel. If the camera- man had been a second later, Miss McGann would have had the car started. Below are Mr. Wolf, Mr. Mcllnay, Boys’ Club ad- visor, and Coach Engh. 12 “OUR PERSISTENT PUSHERS” PHOENICIAN “No single parts unequal- ly surprise, All conies united to the admiring eyes.” —Pope. Our national capitol is one of the most beautiful capitols in the world. In it the executive and judi- cial branches of the gov- ernment are located. 13 UNITED STATES CAPITOL PHOENICIAN Mr. Jacob Young Mr. Adam Keppler Mr. D. H. Wheatley There are three men who have been di- rectly connected with the Westmont-Up- per Yoder High School since it was found- ed. These men served as school board members for a period of years, giving their time and energy unselfishly to build a bet- ter high school. They have now retired from active service on the board. We owe them much for the long period of ser- vice which they gave us. Mr. Jacob Young was a member of the school board for fifteen years, helping to start our school and guide it to its present status. Mr. Adam Keppler was also among the pioneers, having been with us for fifteen years. He has been very much concerned for the well being of the school. Mr. D. H. Wheatley is the third of these men to whom we owe so much gratitude. He served on the school board for ten years. PHOENICIAN PHILIP M. PRICE 1889-1932 We regret very much the loss of our dear friend, Mr. Price. As a member of the school board, he took a deep interest in our welfare. We are grateful to him for his share in many of the benefits which we now enjoy. Our new recreation field will be known as the Philip M. Price Memorial Field in memory of Mr. Price. PHOENICIAN MR. K. PRESTON SHARP, SUPERVISING PRINCIPAL PHOENICIAN MR. CLARENCE L. UNDERWOOD, PRINCIPAL PHOENICIAN MISS CAN AN’ Microscopes to the right of them; frogs to the left of them; cultures in front of them; birds, trees, insects behind them; into the Biology room stride the bewildered students. Bewildered, surrounded by unfamiliar objects, but not for long when they become Miss Canan’s brood. Under her vigilance, soon a very much changed class strides into the room. Now sure of themselves they ma- nipulate the microscopes like professionals, dissect frog, with no qualms of nausea, and through their field trips become acquainted with birds, trees, and insects of our vicinity. Miss Canan is energy incarnate for she is continuously collecting, “brushing up” on her own knowledge, and preparing for class laboratory work to such a degree that never does the class come to work a laboratory experiment, the material for which is not well organized. She is a veritable mine of information and indeed rare is the occasion when a bird, tree, plant, or insect has been found which she can not identify. If there are any questions along the lines of Biology or Zoology, Miss Canan will surely have a satisfactory answer for the inquiry. MR. ENGH Why does Coach Engh lead us through so many vic- tories—because he is an able coach, he is courteous, he is a true sportsman, and he is ambitious. Ever since this school entered athletic competition Mr. Engh has done his best, and as a result every year we romp through more victories and less defeats, bringing ourselves a higher standing with the larger schools of the vicinity. Besides being the pilot of the sports of our school, Mr. Engh proves his business ability in teaching Book- keeping and Banking, even going so far as to install a miniature bank in the school. MISS ESENWEIN Anyone who has been connected with Miss Esenwem in any way knows her eaerness to cooperate with and help students. This year, she has had the responsibility of teaching both Junior English and Problems of De- mocracy; these courses are made more interesting as well as more instructive by informal discussions and talks by the pupils. Besides the work in her classes, Miss Esen- wein has been the faculty advisor for the “Yodler” in which capacity she has greatly aided the Junior class in publishing our school newspaper. She has aided Mr. Tomb in directing and coaching the school Debating Teams. MISS GRAY “No defeats and no failures”—our school motto. Our smiling music supervisor, Miss Gray, certainly has done her bit and more to uphold this standard. Last year, under her skilled direction, our Girls’ Choral and Mixed Glee Clubs made great progress in the Forensic League Contest. The Mixed Glee Club lost at State College, but the Girls’ Glee Club won. making it eligible to compete at Altoona for the state championship. This year with Miss Gray’s competent guidance and supervis- ion, our Orchestra, Girls’ Chorus, and Mixed Glee Club were crowned the county champions. All this pertains to the part of our motto, “No defeats.” As for Miss Gray’s part in “No failures,” we must take a glance at. her classes. In these. Miss Gray educates the pupils in music appreciation. In addition to her high school worK, Miss Gray is also supervisor of the music in the grade schools of our district. Everyone who comes in contact with Miss Gray in her daily work knows and appreciates her pleasant per- sonality. 18 PHOENICIAN MISS ELIZABETH GREER It is through Miss Greer’s vigorous and systematic training that our school can boast of so many healthy girls; the Physical Education periods twice a week have become periods of fun, looked forward to by most of the girls because of their informal, yet beneficial exercises and games. Supplementing the benefits derived' from Physical Education, Miss Greer has aroused the interest of the girls in basketball, tennis, and other types of ath- letics. By her unfailing cooperation with them, our school has attained the standing it has in girls’ basketball. MISS MARGARET GREER Having seen “Little Women” and David Garrick” ably presented in the last semester, we realize the efforts Miss Greer has made in coaching our amateurs in the presentation of such praiseworthy productions. At the same time she directs our histrionic abilities, in the ca- pacity of librarian she increases the value of our library by selecting new material and by better organizing and simplifying what we have. Miss Greer is always willing and ready to help us find the much needed material that always seems to be in the last place we would think of looking; always eager to advise us as to the best books to be read for book reports or for an evening’s enter- tainment. Many of us—especially those who have taken some sort of Math-—will remember Miss Greer as a great help in time of need (I’d hate to think of doing all the problems she has done this year.) Even though she has these many responsibilities, Miss Greer always has time to make the library more pleasant by the care of her plants. MISS KANTNER Besides teaching her students to speak French as Frenchmen speak it (well, maybe we ought to say as most intellectual Americans), Miss Kantner keeps them agog with interest through the French Club, plays, songs ,and games; with the French newspaper—“La Petit Courier”; and by the correspondence with students of English in France! Every student of French really should experience the thrill of conversing in French with a friend from across the sea. This is made a most sim- ple and attainable thrill under Miss Kantner’s supervision. Pourquoi non? Believing it is not possible to learn another language without a good background in the native language, Miss Kantner also teaches English to the Freshmen. MISS LANDIS That constant clicking of keys we hear in ths upper halls is a sign that the Commercial Department, unde- the excellent guidance of the skilled Miss Landis, is striv- ing to produce stenographers fitted for the commercial world. If anyone is capable of fulfilling the position of teaching accuracy and speed necessary to typing, cer- tainly Miss Landis is the one. The very atmosphere of her room—bright and clear—gives the students that “wide-awakeness” they must have when typing. To those eager to become proficient in the business world and willing to practice much, Miss Landis proves herself a most pleasant and capable guide in preparation. 19 PHOENICIAN MR. McILNAY Mr. Mcllnay, a teacher whom all students like and admire because of his leadership, is a friend in or out of the classroom. He is a member of the Commercial teaching staff, where he teaches Bookkeeping and Busi- ness Arithmetic. Being greatly interested in athletics, he may be seen aiding Coach Engh train the track athletes, or selling tickets at a football or basketball game. Mr. Mcllnay also works with several clubs about the school. Although he is a rather new faculty member, he is very active in the school and has won the friendship of all the students. MISS McGANN The great number of portraits of English and Ameri- can men of letters in Room 205 definitely stamps Miss McGann as a literary enthusiast. She is heartily en- gaged in her own life work, and her chief ambition is to have her pupils succeed in theirs. Together with her task of giving pupils a complete background in English grammar and literature, she encourages them to think clearly and constructively, and to express their thoughts forcefully. The goal of her English courses is to de- velop a personality in each student so that he may enjoy life to the fullest extent, and to prepare him to meet the problems of life so that he may ride on the crest of a wave rather than flounder in a bewildering flood. All her students appreciate Miss McGann’s earnest efforts to prepare them for problems they will have to face after ieaving school. Besides her work in English classes, Miss McGann is our very competent and likable Dean of Girls, and an active worker for the Girls’ Club. Moreover, she is the final judge of the manner of using English in any work such as newspaper, debate, and Phoenician. MR. MEALY What would we do without Mr. Mealy and the Art Department? Every poster for every play, game, or activity is willingly and delightfully made by them, and in an unbelievably short time. Besides applying their printing pens and brushes to posters, the students are every day painting lovely still life objects, sketching their friends, and making plaster casts from statues and plaques. Although the students do their own work, it is greatly influenced by the capable Mr. Mealy as he goes from artist to artist giving hints and adding touches here and there which increase the merit of the product. When the day is done, Mr. Mealy and his pupils can look back and see that they have accomplished something that not only adds to the beauty and rhythm of the world, but also prepares for a most enjoyable career. MR. OTT When one enters room 306—the room in which Mr. Ott presides—a feeling of enveloping mystery immedi- ately grips one; perhaps it is the Atomic chart which gazes serenely from the wall like the hieroglyphics of some forgotten Aztec temple. Perhaps the feeling of mystery comes from the case in the back where many ingenious, intricate, and scientific instruments repose. In Chemistry and Physics one learns about all of these mysteries and more; he becomes better acquainted with atoms, elements, and compounds by the performance of many experiments. In all. Chemistry and Physics are very interesting subjects which are made more so when studied under the genial and friendly “Professor” Ott. 20 PHOENICIAN MRS. ROBINSON Who is that person hurrying about, making the cafe- teria spotlessly clean, and preparing for the oncoming rush of teachers and students at noon? It is none other than the school’s smiling friend, Mrs. Robinson, who plans and oversees the preparation of the delicious noon meals served at our cafeteria. After the cafeteria work is done, she supervises classes of Cooking and Sewing. Mrs. Robinson is a good friend of the girls on the basketball team, for she not only practices with them, but often takes them in her car to their games. MR. TOMB The reason that History taught by Mr. Tomb is actually remembered is the thoroughness of the teach- ing. If a pupil is slow to grasp the material taught, Mr. Tomb devotes much of his time in helping him master his work and retain it. But he gives pupils more than facts; he teaches in such a way that enables one better to realize the trend of the past and better to evaluate the present. In addition to the teaching of History during this past year. Mr. Tomb has had the responsibility of coaching the Debating Teams which derived much valu- able experience through his coaching. The Hi-Y Club progresses steadily and the Sopho- more Class works efficiently with Mr. Tomb as advisor. We also know him for his support of sportsmanship and school spirit. MR. WOLF Full of fun, friendly with all the pupils, serious at the right time—that describes our Math, teacher, Mr. Wolf. Though he has been here only two years, he has already become very popular with the pupils. He in- troduces the Freshmen to the great unknown—Mr. X— and the beginning of Algebra. The burden of proving theorems, he lays on the back of the Plane Geometry students. The Juniors he greets with quadratic and simultaneous equations. And he buries the Seniors in polyhedrons and tons of cosines and identities. Besides all this, Mr. Wolf has been assistant coach. He has de- voted his time to the strong line on our football teams and to coaching the Junior Varsity. When in need of a referee for any sport, we have gone to Mr. Wolf who has always willingly granted our request. MISS WYMAN Do you hear that jolly laugh? Well that’s merely Miss Wyman chuckling with a pupil over some humor found in Latin—yes, humor is actually found in Latin under her guidance. Miss Wyman unearths all sorts of humor and interesting problems which make this study, which is usually considered so dry, “not half bad” after all. Although this is her first year as a member of our Faculty, she has opened the geniality of her character and of her heart to many pupils, including some not even taking Latin. With her challenging ambition and unique personality. Miss Wyman is sure to make success con- tagious. She has fulfilled the capacity of advisor for the Girl Reserves very capably. 21 PHOENICIAN At the top of the panel is a view of the lineup of cars usually seen beside the school, especially on rainy days. Below, “the boys” are helping Tarrie sweep the walk. It is easy to recognize Jim Gurley in the next snap. Why isn’t he given some help from the onlookers? The walk at the bottom is well-known. This view is taken from the roof of the building. Can you recognize who is leaving the school? 22 FAMILIAR SCENES PHOENICIAN The Seniors have been builders for four years, and their achievements are looked up to by the underclassmen. The Sen- ior section of this book is accordingly opened with a sketch of the towering Chrysler building to rep- resent the accomplish- ments of the Seniors. But just as greater buildings will be built, so will the Seniors continue to build after they leave the high school and will surpass all they have accomplished. We can apply here in our age of skyscrapers an old quotation from Sallust, “Every man is the archi- tect of his own fortunes.” 23 CHRYSLER BUILDING PHOENICIAN JACK BENFORD The very name, Jack, suggests Jack Benford’s good nature. For three years he has done double duty in the orchestra by playing both the saxophone and the clarinet. Those who appreciated the in- teresting school paper during 1929-1930 should feel indebted to the competent Business and Circula- tion Manager on the “Yodler” Staff, Jack Benford His worth in that position evidently has been ap- preciated for he is now an Organization Editor for our year book, the “Phoenician.” Biology Club would have been at a loss without Jack's knowledge and refreshing wit. Last year Jack acted as a stage hand, being the Stage Manager for our Junior Class play, “The Perfect Alibi.” This year, he was promoted to the position of Business Manager for our Senior Class play, “David Garrick.” So we see that through his good nature and his ability he has steadily climbed higher and higher in import- ance in the school. We certainly hope that these same characteristics will assure his success in the medical profession. RAYMOND BENSHOFF “Benny” is what Raymond Benshoff is commonly called. Friendly, smiling, and happy-go-lucky, Benny has been a moving figure in activities in the school. He was an active member of the Biology- Club during his Senior year; his services as manager of the Varsity Football will not be easily forgotten either. Though never a class officer, we could never do without “Benny” and his motion to ad- journ at our class meetings. He has also been very proficient in the art of making posters and throughout the year has been an important addi- tion to the Poster Club. For four years Benny has been a faithful member of Boys’ Club. ROSANNA BERKEY She appears quiet but there is a hidden spark underneath that keeps lighting up more and mor. as time goes by. She is small and slim, but what a melodious floating voice she possesses, especially when in Mixed Glee Club and Choral Club. Dur- ing her four years here, Rosanna has been a friend to all and a staunch supporter of her class. If there is any flower, bird, or insect you don’t recog- nize, just ask Rosanna, for wasn’t she an active member of Biology Club? And her four years in Girls’ Club won’t be forgotten either. Keep up the good work, Rosanna. 24 PHOENICIAN WALTER BYERS “Professor” Walter Byers is one of the most studious boys in the senior class. He has been an ardent worker for the welfare of the class. Walt is our second Booth, having captured a leading role in both our Junior and Senior Plays. He was of no little value and importance in proffering informa- tion during trips taken by the Biology Club mem- bers. Have you ever noticed the snappy, original posters scattered around Westmont advertising a play or a dance? This is some of Walter’s genius shown in Poster Club. Walt’s editorial ability made him an associate editor of the “Yodler,” our school paper. Through his good work on the “Yodler” staff, he became the assistant editor-in- chief of our year book, the “Phoenician.” Walt plans to continue his studies at the University of Florida to become a professor of Physics. MARY KATHRYN CHAPLIN Better known as “Kay”, this individual who proved her acting ability in “The Perfect Alibi”, has whirled and danced her way through these four years of work? Believe it or not, this slight miss, who has favored the Choral and Glee Clubs with her deep voice and who has graced the differ- ent French activities with a fluency in French ac- cent. played her way to a position on the Varsity Basketball Team in her Sophomore year. And what is the charm that has won her so many ad- mirers? Could it be that hi-ya”, or could it be that peculiar ability to perform chemistry experi- ments gaining the right result, or her exceptional interests in Biology Club? PAUL CROYLE Paul Croyle, better known as Croyle to his many friends, is famous for his wit and also for his talent in strumming the banjo and uke. He showed his musical ability while taking music in his Freshman year. Besides this musical trend, Paul has a keen business mind as has been demonstrated in his effi- cient work in Thrift Club. If we did not already know that Paul’s life ambition is to become a “Radio and Television Expert”, we should suppose he was going to become an eminent scientist, be- cause of his active interest and work in the Science Club. Paul is an all around good sport, popular with his classmates, and well liked by the pupils who know him. 25 PHOENICIAN VIRGINIA ECKEL “Here comes Ginny; here comes Ginny.” “Snookles, Snookles.” Although she does use baby talk she is certainly not of that type. She will always be remembered as a good sport and a good student. Ginny may be small but she can fill the position of sidecenter on the Girls’ Basketball team. Foreign languages are her meat, for as a Latin and French student very few are better. One finds literary and dramatic ability in Ginny too for she has done well as a member of “Yodler” and “Phoenician” Staffs, and as a very humorous figure in the Girls Reserve Play, “Little Women.” And she sings too—“Tra-la-la-la”—and is a very im- portant member of the music clubs except the or- chestra. The Biology Club and Debating Team also have had her services. With all these activi- ties and her bright personality, Ginny should cer- tainly make a success as a teacher of Latin. EVA FITE Who is the short, pleasingly plump, jolly lass of our Senior class, who is always smiling and helping to keep up our good spirits? Of course you know, without any question that it’s our friend and class- mate, Eva Fite. Could anything prevent that smile of hers? We think not. We realize that the har- mony in our Girls’ Chorus and Mixed Glee Club would never have been just right without the clear soprano voice of “Little Eva.” Likewise our Biol- ogy Club trips would have been far less interesting had Eva not been along to find various fossils and plants for our inspection. We shall remember her also for her faithful attendance in the Girls’ Club throughout her high school career. Thus we see that through her pleasant personality, Eva has been given a place in many activities, and has won a warm spot in the hearts of all her classmates. JANE GILES Do you see that girl All wreathed in smiles? Well you might not know But that’s Jane Giles. She plays the violin In the string quartet, And in the orchestra She’s a sure bet. In clubs she takes part. Both Science and Glee. If you need a friend, It’s certainly she. And yet, with all this, We must take note Of her French activities And her all-around vote. 26 PHOENICIAN CHARLES GRIFFITH Chas, Griff, or Charlie! This jolly, friendly lad goes by all three nicknames. Since Charles entered Westmont U. Y. in 1928, he has been steadily ad- vancing in his studies and has gathered many friends. He is the bright cheerful type who can always see the funny side of life, although, when the occasion demands, he can also be serious. Be- ing a lover of music, he is accomplished on the violin, and has played in several orchestras includ- ing the high school orchestra. His scientific ability shows itself in the Science and Biology Clubs. Many of our excellent posters are Charles’ production. His has been the job of stage manager for our Junior Class play. Whether moving bow, brush, or scenery, Charles pushes ardently. JAMES GURLEY Luck and thrift have been the real forces back of this lad’s continual financial success. How- ever, the maxim “luck in cards, unlucky in love”, does not hold true in the case of this handsome swain. His is the temperament of an artist; the way he wields a sketching pen has all the flourish of a Da Vinci. Let us, also, not forget the quaint notes of his flute in the orchestra. “Jim” aspires to an auditorship in the Reynolds Tobacco Company after he graduates (with honors of course) from the Wharton School of Commerce at the University of Pennsylvania. PAUL HAYNES Paul is one of those delightful gentlemen who does not proclaim his presence through loudness, but instead allows people to take him or leave him. We take him, because he combines the qualities of a ready smile and a steadiness of character with admirable results. Paul has well-laid plans to en- ter the commercial world; it is not strange to ob- serve his affinity for Bookkeeping and Algebra as subjects in which to concentrate his scholastic en- deavors. This winter found him making baskets for the Senior inter-class team—a much under worked profession. Of course, we couldn’t forget Paul’s active interest and ready knowledge in our Biologv club; nor his equally active work in the Boys’ Club. Keep up the good spirit, Paul; you have our sincere good wishes. 27 PHOENICIAN SARA ELIZABETH HEAD We can hardly hear that quiet, dignified voice which has meant so much to the Choral Club and the Mixed Glee Club for four years, yet we know it is “Sal” because of the smile that beams its friendly rays upon us. Perhaps it is this tranquil- ity that has won our admiration. Don’t think, however, Sara hasn’t had her full share of good times. For one year she helped wheedle the brushes that produce those excellent posters of ours, and for two years she was instrumental in teaching some of us to save our money in the Thrift Bank. We hope that her good commercial work will win her an excellent position in the rather critical business world. ANNAMAE HOFF The poet of the Senior Class, Ann exceeds her classmates in the difficult art of putting beautiful thoughts into verse. Her ability in this line was evidenced by those of her poems which were pub- lished in the school paper in her Junior year. But Ann does not spend all her time writing poems. She was a member of the Science Club in her Freshman year, of the Thrift Club in her Junior and Senior years. For four years, the Mixed' Glee Club and Girls’ Choral Club have enjoyed her sing- ing talent. The “Phoenician” staff has profited by her work as one of the literary editors. Ann is one of the more quiet girls, but behind all this dig- nified poise is a very forceful and' moving worker of the Senior Class. EDWARD HOFFMAN Short and round Jolly and sound, That’s “Eddie.” “Eddie” hails from Third Avenue. As a Sopho- more he helped to brighten up the Biology Club and as a Senior the French and Hi-Y clubs. “Eddie” was also a capable treasurer for the Senior Class. As a cheer leader, “Eddie” has yet to see his equal; this important post he has held during his Sopho- more, Junior, and Senior years. He has an un- canny instinct of cheering the right cheer at the right moment. “Eddie” also did some excellent work in the Inter-Class and Hi-Y basketball games. Along with this, he has filled a position on the “Yodler” Staff. In spite of the fact that “Eddie” is always jolly and' a little carefree, he has taken part in some of the more serious sides of school. Having a good voice, a good spirit, and good inter- preting ability, “Eddie” had little trouble in get- ting into class plays. His first characterization was that of the comic Inspector Mallet in “The Perfect Alibi” and his second, the stuttering Londoner (Jones) in “David Garrick.” 28 PHOENICIAN ROBERT HUNT “Bob” came to the high school from the Coon Ridge School with the American Legion medal. This good-natured chap, we have found, is a good friend to all who have made his acquaintance, and has a laugh for every humorous incident. One of the organizations to which he belongs in the Science Club. Perhaps he is better known as a member of the Boys’ Glee Club and the Mixed Glee Club, where his voice stands him in good stead. The number of his activities is no real measure of Bob, of whose abilities we expect much in the future. MILLARD KAMINSKY Millard is one of the sharpest of Sharp’s men. This may seem a cutting remark but if you get the point of it you can readily see how keen it is. Millard’s position on the football team and captai.i of basketball teams brought to him the unquestion- . able character of a true sportsman. Of course, a sportsman doesn’t necessarily sing, but his ability to take that bass note for a big drop and bring it back uo without cracking up, won him a position with the Glee Club. “You take carrots for in- stance” and other mythical expressions achieve for him the honor of humor editor for the “Yodler” and “Phoenician” Staff. Temple University seems to be his future ambition. Because he has been a brilliant member of Tioga Street School and West- mont Upper-Yoder High School, we are sure that he will achieve his aspiration. ADA KAUFFMAN Dependable as the sun and as good as gold— that’s Ada. Not even the worst Chemistry experi- ments stint her style—-she can meet them all. Her experience on the “Phoenician” Staff and “Yod- ler’’ Staff, flavored wtih that appealing, quiet dis- position and self-dependence should make her an ideal newspaper reporter. But then we’ll let Ada choose her own future—'maybe from the Army. She can carry a tune in Choral Club as well as she can converse in French—and that’s saying much, because all of us think she must be Parisian at heart. Does Ada know the difference between a crustacean and a vorticella? You just investigate her exploits in Biology Club and you’ll find she knows that and more. Could you resist this pleas- ant combination? 29 PHOENICIAN CLYDE KAUFMAN Who would ever think that this august youth, so meek and complacent within the noble portals of W. U. Y. H. S. is the reigning pugilist of that crew of hardies, who daily make the pilgrimage, via the Southmont trolley to our school, in behalf of education? Well, such is the case. Moreover, he directs his other talents with the same indomita- ble will so that his teachers, of Bookkeeping espe- cially, have respect for his ability. Clyde is also a very active member of the Biology Club; on the track he is a streak of lightning. The summer time finds him picking up stones at the dam works, but his life ambition is to become a banker. Clyde Kaufman may be the J. Pierpont Morgan of our adult life—that is, we hope. WILLIAM KINTNER “Skids” has built up a reputation during his four years at Westmont-Upper Yoder. He has distin- guished himself as an extemporaneous speaker in the Forensic League Contests; has taken part in the Junior Class Play; has won second prize in the Sophomore Short Story Contest. The Biology Club and the Glee Club both have claimed him a member; he has also held positions on the “Yodler” and “Phoenician” Staffs. “Skids” has shown himself to be an outstanding student. But that is not all that he must be credited with doing. He became a member of the Varsity Club when he captured the coveted “W” as an end on the 1931 football team; besides, he has played both Junior Varsity football and basketball. Each spring he has made a place for himself on the track team. A boy who fits well in any difficult situation; brilliant, versatile, witty —that’s “Skids.” ELIZABETH KYLER Elizabeth, or more familiarly known as Betty, is one of the outstanding girls of our class. Always a willing helper, she has accomplished very much throughout her four years. Numerous friends have been won by her smiles and winsome personality. Betty has held many important offices in classes and clubs of our school. Her outstanding work is the capable way in which she has handled the Girls’ Ciub this year as club president. The Senior class has found her a secretary “de luxe.” For four years she has been an active member of the Choral Club. In the Sophomore year she joined the Biology Club. Vice president of her class was her extra activity in her Junior year, finishing up her career as a member of the Student Council. After her high-school days she expects to be a nurse. 30 PHOENICIAN LOUISE KYLER Speaking of pep, good all-round sport, the spice of the crowd, and the like, there is no doubt in the minds of the many that Louise ranks among the top notches. You’ll always find her to be the personi- fication of the “buxom, blithe, and debonair” dam- sel we read about. Her ever-persistent determina- tion to gain berths on the different organizations of our school, brought her the honor of co-captain in her senior year for basketball. She was also a member of the “Yodler” staff in “31.” The “Indian Love Call,” however, has nothing on Louise’s method of appellation. We admire her vivacity, which seems to be limitless, as well as her art in cultivating friendship. We wish her the best of luck in the sweet business of a Florist. MARK MARSHALL “Tags”, as Mark Marshall hails, can be pointed out as one of the outstanding members of his class. Upon entering the school, “Tags” became a varsity end on the undefeated football team and a forward on the basketball team in his Freshman year. For four years he remained forward on the basketball team and for three years an end on the football team. He was captain of another undefeated foot- ball team in his Junior year. In his senior year he was shifted to fullback, becoming all-county fullback and also co-captain of the team. The class honored “Tags” with class presidency and student council membership in his Junior year. His work was so appreciated that he was reelected president as well as student council representative. His comrades elected him president of Boys’ Club and of the Athletic Association. “Tags” was also a member of the Hi-Y Club. Although “Tags” has nothing in mind for the future, we all know that someday he will make a name for himself in the world. GLADYS MOMBERGER “Happy”—few know how her name originated, but we certatinly are happy when Gladys is around. She has that charming smile which one rarely for- gets. “Happy” is very musical; she plays the piano beautifully, and many a day has led the Choral and Glee Clubs to victory. Nor do musical clubs con- stitute her entire cluT life. As a member of Biol- ogy Club, she was a veritable “Nature’s Hand- book,” and as a member of French Club, she won the admiration of all with her fluency in French. Gladys acts too. Didn’t she display her dramatic ability in the Junior Class Play, “The Perfect Alibi,” last year? All in all, “Happy” Momberger is certainly a “bundle of charming personalities.” 31 PHOENICIAN ANNA MOSHOLDER Anna is a good' worker and a poor shirker who will win her way through the world with her per- sonality. She has proved to be a studious lass and a true friend of her classmates; she has won a place in our thoughts and hearts. Anna has been a member of the Girl Reserves during her four years here, a member of Girls’ Choral Club her Freshman year, and a member of the “Phoenician” staff this year, doing her part in representing and boosting the Senior class. Anna is entering the commercial world, looking forward to being a suc- cessful stenographer. HELEN NEAFACH Our little “Red-head” is truly a pert exception to the rule that all Titians have a fiery temper. She has aspirations to sit on some office chair, and so we find her conning the intricacies of shorthand and of those awful German verbs. If 3:20 P. M. has found you with a sweet tooth (and a nickel) no doubt “Neafy” has picked for you a carbohy- drate from the Senior candy case. She has sup- ported our class by being secretary in her Sopho- more year and vice-president in her Senior year. “NeafyV editorial ability is not at a loss either. She has been on the staffs of “The Westmont-Up- per Yoder News , “Yodler”, and “Phoenician.” She certainly is a girl of many ta'ents, having been a member of both the Girls’ and Mixed Glee Clubs for four years as well as of Biology Club. With the same ability that she displayed in the feminine lead of “David Garrick”, she has won a place for herself in the hearts of all. FLORENCE ORNER Four years ago, Floss breezed into our West- mont-Upper Yoder High as a quick-w'tt'd, lively spark and she hasn’t cooled off yet, much to our delight. She’s a tiny girl with a great big mind, and this along with her experience in Thrift Club, Science Club, “Yodler” Staff, and commercial de- partment should make her a famous woman in the business world. But wait—what abou’ that artistic turn she possesses? For wasn’t she a shining mem- ber of that illustrious Poster Club, and haven’t her paints been splashed around to a great extent in 201? Maybe she’ll be the new sensational artist. Mile. Orner. Anyway, Florence can always depend on that great gift of nature, her voice, with which she helped make our Choral Club what it is. 32 PHOENICIAN RONALD PEEL We all know “Red” Peel or “Ronnie” as he is usually called. Ronnie has held a number of in- fluential positions. He was secretary of the Boys’ club in ’29, Vice President of the Hi-Y in ’31, and ’32 and a member of Student Council in ’28, ’29, and ’32. In ’29 Ronnie was chairman of the com- mittee which drew up the Constitution for the Student Council. In our Junior year we found “Ronnie” being murdered very successfully in “Th? Perfect Alibi,” and we’ll all remember how he slept in “David Garrick?” “Ronnie” was also on the football varsity for three years, and none of us will forget his good work there. We know that what- ever Ronnie does, he will be successful. VERA POTTER Even though she’s not very big, we all honor Vera for her continual participation in activities in the school. During her three years in Choral Club, her one year in French 'Club, and her year as Coun- cil Representative for the Girls’ Club, she has shown her willingness to work. If Vera can’t find any other desirable position or career in the next few years, her experience on the staff of the “Westmont-Upper Yoder News”, “Yodler”, and “Phoenician” should direct her talents to journalis- tic trends. Whatever she does, her practice on the Deabting Team should win her a place wherever she wants to be. MARIE RHODES Marie is a pretty lass with smiling eyes and gol- den hair who has won the friendship and admiration of her classmates by her kindness, courtesy, and generosity. She is quiet, but quietness very often hides a joyous heart. Marie has been a member of the Girl Reserves during her four years of high school, a member of the Girls’ Choral Club the first and second'years, and a member of the Poster Club her second year. This year she has given the Senior class her heartiest help and support. Marie is a commercial student and from all appear- ances, she will be, some time in the future, an efficient and successful stenographer. 33 PHOENICIAN RUBY RINGLER “Ruby” is always around, willing to help, or to lend one a hand when he cannot write that French sentence or when some one kind of information is needed. She is very much interested in her work, and is an excellent worker. We have found this es- pecially true when the Seniors have wanted some- one to sell candy. She surely does display her salesmanship talk. “Ruby” has been a very in- terested member of Girls’ Club. She also has been a very enthusiastic and active member of the French Club, taking part in most of the French Club pro- grams. Everyone who was a member of the Biol- ogy Club knows how interested she was in that work. We all admire her quiet self-possession. HERMAN RODSTEIN Herman, better known as “Hymie”, is small in stature, but his ideas about business are large and many. His work in diligently handling and selling tickets for the class plays has been of great benefit to his class. “Hymie” has been one of our leading players on the basketball and football teams during the past years, being also the track manager in his Senior year. As a business manager, he can not be beat. He hopes to go to college. When he has finished there, we know he will be a “professional surgeon.” It must be mentioned that the successes of the “Yodler” and of this “Phoenician” are partly due to his tireless efforts. ROBERT ROUNSLEY Argumentation has found in Bob a firm advo- cate. The subjects may range from tooth-paste to sky-larks. but undaunted, the subject of these words pursues his source of disputes, and like an unchain- ed river some day he will reach his object (though it is but to gain the original of that position he held in “David Garrick”). Why they have such things as O H ions will always remain a mystery to him, but yet he enjoyed his Freshman exploits in Science Club so much that he continued with Chemistry. Even though he has aspirations to be the “Salesman Sam” of our class, and has already filled clerking jobs in some of Johnstown’s leading stores in a pro- fessional manner, yet we sometimes wonder whether that music-loving nature which carried him through two years in the orchestra, won’t someday be the means of his fortune. 34 PHOENICIAN ROSEMARY SHARP “Rosie” is a real girl and might be called the Irish songster. For four years she has performed ably in the Choral Club and Mixed Chorus. “Rosie” is somewhat of a dramatic artist. We can never forget her as “Auntie” in the Girls’ Club play “Lit- tle Women,” this year. “Rosie” is also a hard working girl, being on the decoration committee for the Junior-Senior last year, and on the Enter- tainment and Dance Committee for other dances. “Rosie” was also an active member of the Girl Re- serves and Biology Club. Though she was in the Art Club only one year, she showed artistic ability. We shall never forget “Rosie”, although she may be a housekeeper, a nurse or--Oh! who can tell —she might become a number of things. But whatever she is, she has the best wishes of the class. ETHEL SHOMO Wisecracks after all do hold a place in our lives, and so does Ethel, who makes them. Peppy to a point of wonderment but not despair, we sincerely envy the verve and energy of this ineffeminate lass who gained for herself a place in the athletics of Dale High before we opened our portals to her. Phased neither by the straining of her voice in Glee Club nor by the responsibilities of the Thrift Club, Ethel may be seen leaving at 3:20 with as much sparkle and vim as at 8:30 A. M. Matri- mony may be the solution of the enigma of “What are we going to do with Ethel?”; but if not so, we still have the consolation that she’ll make good under any guise. (No, Ethel isn’t backward—she told us that herself)). Well, housewife or stenog, we give the little lady thanks for many happy as- sociations. HARLAN SMITH For once “Smith” does not denote an ordinary person. On the contrary Tioga Street School sent us a valuable asset. Though small in stature Har- lan has a great capacity for work. In his Junior year he displayed good judgment in piloting the “Yodler” successfully through stormy shoals. He continued his literary career by steering the “Phoe- nician” safely through the year. The infant Press Club began its course by his launching. His am- bition lead him to enter the Forensic debates. He will be remembered as “Mr. Smith of the Senior Play.” He also energetically participated in the activities of the Hi-Y Club and Student Council. It is certain that what ever his future career may be, his discretion and unobtrusive energy will as- sure him success. 35 PHOENICIAN ANNA STENGER Much may be observed from height, and so Anna has moved among us for the last four years, and, judging from her report card, has learned much. Possessing the calm sophistication of a serene spirit, her activities have been noted for the polish of her accomplishments. Managing a basketball team had no qualms for our Anna, nor did the role of an “as- sistant detective” tax her abilities in the “Perfect Alibi.” Anna’s French skill has been illustrated by the choice of her for French Club President. Our Girls’ Club has had a very successful social season with Anna Stenger as our competent Social Chair- man. Our Sophomore class could not have had such a good start without the help of our vice pres- ident, Anna. She has much journalistic ability also, as shown by her membership in the Press Club and her conscientious work on the “Yodler” and “Phoenician” Staffs. Language come to her as easy as the proverbial “rolling off a log,” and some day. Miss Stenger may ask some poor unfortunate for a translation of “Veni, vidi, vici.” DICK STEWART Who is this important individual who seems to know everything and be in every activity? He is Dick Stewart—Hi-Y president, drummer, photog- rapher, A-l electrician. Besides taking the lead in “The Perfect Alibi” and “David Garrick”, he has shown his dramatic ability in writing a great closet drama in his Senior year. And then what would our “Yodler” and “Phoenician” Staffs have done without him? But not to forget Dick’s athletic ability, we must mention his leadership of the il- lustrious Hi-Y basketball team. His ability to drive that car anywhere at any time has helped in many emergencies. All of us wish Dick the best of success in his medical career; we know he’ll acquire it with his excellent Latin foundation. JEAN STITT You can’t surpass This lovely lass Who hails from Dormont High On “Yodler” Staff— “Phoenician” 'Staff, No matter how you try. The “Varsity” It couldn’t be A lot without this guard. To give the play The Senior play W’ithout her would be hard. And in French Club— And Biology Club We’ve considered her a “pard.” We remember This cabinet member Doing her work so well; So we surmise 'She’ll be a prize To well—oh! we won’t tell. 36 PHOENICIAN ABBIE STOCK “Abbie” sets everyone at ease with his smiling face and pleasing personality. He has been an active member in the Hi-Y club. He was also a debater in the Forensic League Contest; “Abbie” still insists “that Compulsory Unemployment Insur- ance is necessary.” After hearing his views on that subject, we are almost convinced of the truth of his side of the question. His experience a; treasurer of his class for two years, as assistant business manager of the “Phoenician”, and as a member of the Thrift Club should carry him far in the business world, especially with his additional knowledge of science and mechanical drawing. Abbie’s winning ways should blaze a wide path for him in this world. ANNA STUTZMAN When we saw Anna enter this institution four years ago, we saw a determination to be depend- able, to do good work, and yet to have a good time. Nor has “Stutz” dropped this former grit. As we see her ambling around the halls of the school and around the campus, she always seems to be seri- ously contemplating something; of course, we know its school work. Her good name has been earned by her two years in Choral Club, her year in Glee Club, and her excellent work in the commercial department. She has won extra experience for her future life by her cooperation in the Thrift Club and (Girls’ Club. Here’s to you, Stutz—all the best breaks. GEORGE TARR One of our native-born; He has gone without scorn; He captain’d our football team, He led the Student Council suprem’; Serious, yet joking at the right time. He insures all involved a good time. Doing his best, and in the end When all is o’er, we hope to send George out in the world As a man well furl’d Suitable to compete in time And make him- self a dime We hope in time to see George with children at his knee President of his firm Able to force—not squirm, His way thru competitors keen And win our high esteem. 37 PHOENICIAN HARRY VARNER Harry is rather a quiet fellow around the school except when he is playing with the Freshmen in the gym during the noon hour or when he is singing in the glee club. Harry is a hard worker, and es- pecially likes to discuss science or to typewrite material for the “Yodler.” Harry is our best hunter, being the only one in the school who shot a deer during hunting season, and that was a nice one-hundred and twenty-five pound deer. Here’s hoping that Harry may get some more good shots in the future, whether deer or otherwise. MORTON WILNER Standing in the rear but always pushing forward, Morty” has been one of the great men of our student body who helps the school out by always paying the $.25 at any current school attraction. The track seasons find him on the “weight men’s” section of our track team. How that “shot put” does fly! The love of the game finds “Morty” at every sport attraction in Cambria County, includ- ing the “May Day” exercises. If Greek were taught in school, “Morty” would like it, but he must content himself with a wild dislike for all subjects taught. He plans to be one of the sons of “Pa” Pitt; from thence the extracting of molars from the aching jaws of urchins is to be his particular field of endeavor. FRED WYMAN Last fall a tall, handsome, stranger, (whose face had the additional ornamentation of a mustache) first appeared on the green sward of our dear cam- pus. A month later a close resemblance was noted between the left tackle of our football team and that young man from four schools in Vermont (perhaps they were the same person). During the winter this person, now known variously as “Fred- die” or “Fred” devoted his time (when not doing his usual fifty “trig” problems) to managing a string of “infant” basketball teams. Spring found him with still another girl, though occupied with the duties of Stage Manager of the Senior play, and with track meets. If the future works out accord- ing to “Fred’s” optimistic plans, the state of Ver- mont will be drinking milk from “Wyman’s con- tented cows.” 38 PHOENICIAN JACK ZIMMERMAN Jack Zimmerman needs no introduction. A per- fect villian in our production during our Junior year, he laid aside his dramatic laurels to put on the moleskins to plug that right guard on an im- pregnable Westy eleven. Archimedes’ (Who was he?) Principle and the square of the hypotenuse have never witnessed a response from this student, but we must say he has suffered in silence. We must also give Jack much credit for his debating— he pulled his team through to victory a couple of times. This year he has done admirable work on the “Phoenician”, and he has also been a Hi-Y member. A love for books, acquired early in life, has never deserted him, with the result that in the field of journalism he may be received as a con- tributor. He already holds a Helen Price Short Story Medal. Here’s to him whether as an 0. 0. McIntyre or a private in a foreign legion. OUR FUTURE! Out of the large number in our class of ’32, how many will become famous How many rich? How many successes? How many mere- ly average? How many will be worthless? Maybe a few will make something of themselves in just a few years. Surely our class has full Qualifications to fight its struggles in life. We have all received an edu- cation, more or less; now it is up to the individual to account for him- self. Will he get to the top or live forever a worker for someone else? Undoubtedly there will be a few of us in our class who in time will be outstanding; perhaps we can all be leaders. It is up to us whether we should let our initiative urge us on to greater heights or permit ourselves to drag along with the throngs. Now, we lose our persistent pushers, the teachers, who want us to do things which tend to do us good; hereafter we must approach life with only ourselves as drivers! Shall we consistenty strive to gain ground or be content to hold what we have? It remains for the indi- vidual to decide. —James Gurley. 39 PHOENICIAN With Lewis Foy as president, the Junior class started to fill its coffers in readiness for the trip to Washington next year. Merrill Sager, as vice president, did his bit to push the class along. Mar- vin Wainger was the ‘'Custodian of the Cof- fers’', that is, treasurer. The class chronicles were recorded by Jean Barn- hart, the secretary. 40 JUNIOR CLASS OFFICERS PHOENICIAN “Architecture is the printing of all ages, and ?ives a history of the state of society in which it was erected.”—‘Morgan. In this sense the Jun- iors are architects, be- cause they are concerned with printing presses and with the “history” of cur- rent school events. The New York Times Build- ing, a center of journalis- tic activity, brings to mind our school newspa- per, the “Yodler”, the school publication spon- sored by the Juniors. On the next few pages are several contributions from Juniors. 41 NEW YORK TIMES BUILDING PHOENICIAN JUNIOR GIRLS Row I Elizabeth Albert—impartial. Mary Louise Walker—prim. Carmen Gilbert—pleasant. Dorothy Gillen—timid. Louise Wheatley—modest. Helene Dobrick—keen. Doris Myers—snappy. Row II Alice Adams—resourceful. Marian Ankney—amiable. Ruth Thomas—constant. Emma Jane Mishler—merry. Olivia Wonders—loving. Mary Louise Diamond—agreeable. Jean Truxall—obliging. Row III Kathryn Rodgers—coquettish. Margaret Waters—trustworthy. Margaret Keafer—winsome. Mary Margaret Wood—dexterous. Dora Bowers—giggling. Cecelia Bulick—diligent. Evelyn Green—attractive. Julia Dunn—musical. Row IV Betty Tredennick—sweet. Margaret Hoerle—sprightly. Betty Elliott—serene. Sara Margaret Jones—friendly. Marion Parker—chatty. Pansy Emeigh—dependable. Phyllis Englehart—whimsical. Row V Anna Mary Waters—dramatic. Bernetta Meehan—punctual. Jean Barnhart—stately. Louise Berkebile—bustling. Mary Louise Hannan—capable. Not In Picture Laura Rhodes—ambitious. Louise Davis—affectionate. Dorothy Pentrack—spry. 42 PHOENICIAN JUNIOR BOYS Row I Harvey Grazier—argumentative. Lewis Stock—dependable. Edmund' Albert—well informed. Dorsen Watts—pleasant. Gilbert Byers—joking. Michael Kinney—musical. Louis Kelly—elusive. George Varchol—serious. George Sakmar—tiny. Alfred Minchau—independent. Row II Lenhart Gilbert—care-free. Harold Berney—business-like. Lenard Elsasser—changeable. Donald Hamilton—studious. Paul Moore—serious. Charles Labe—good' natured. George Lyons—facetious. Lee Drager—argumentative. William Blackford—cautious. John Henneke—teasing. Row IV Harry Poad—ambitious. Edward Replogle—well dressed. Frank Howells—energetic. Harry Williams—lanky. David Miller—humorous. Row V Marvin Wainger—active. Wilson Kaufman—unchangeable, Carl NifFenegger—ambitious. Thomas Tiffany—studious. Clyde St. Clair—sincere. Justin Miller—slim. Daniel Wertz—active. Willis Smith—loquacious. George Popovich—careful. Harold Neafach—self-reliant. Pierson Waigner—busy. Not In Picture Adelbert Erdmann—artistic. Allen Pollock—good humored. William Carroll—amiable. Row III Raymond Hunt—agreeable. Charles Miller—clever. Lewis Foy-—administrative. Norman Wilner—humorous. George Lewis—entertaining. Merrill Sager—dignified. Murray Croyle—shy. Thomas Ellis—pensive. 43 PHOENICIAN THE WASHINGTON BICENTENNIAL ANNIVERSARY The Girl Reserves celebrated the great Bicentennial Anniversary of Washington’s birthday by presenting to the High School a copy of Stuart’s portrait of our first President. Nothing could have been better selected than this beautiful, colorful picture, nor at a more fitting time. A special chapel was called the morning of February 22, when Betty Kyler, the club president, presented it. —Louise Berkebile. As part of our benefit from Washington’s two hundredth anniver- sary we were permitted the especial privilege of viewing a group of pic- tures portraying a brief but descriptive resume of Washington’s life both through the trying moments of the Revolution and the difficult task of stabilizing the new government. These pictures clearly interpreted the intrepid spirit and character of Washington, in his family, social, and military relationships. Many great men have paid tribute to Washington’s fidelity and ability. Fish- er Ames has said: “However his military fame may excite the wonder and admiration of mankind, it is chiefly by his civil magistracy that his example will instruct us.” Washington was undeniably great in times of despotism, and his greatness in conducting the councils through the birth of a new government is the characteristic which lowered his ad- versaries into mere insignificance. In viewing the pictures, we experienced a similar feeling to that of Lincoln’s which inspired him to say, “Washington’s is the mightiest name on earth—long since, the mightiest in the cause of civil liberty; still mightier in moral reformation. In solemn awe we pronounce his name and in its naked deathless splendor, leave it shining on.” The latter greatness of Washington was perhaps the one of great- est merit. Possessing a clear and penetrating mind, a strong and sound judgment, calmness and temper for deliberation, invincible firmness and perseverance in resolution: drawing information from all; having the ability to act for himself with incorruptible integrity and unvarying patriotism, marked him as the man designed by heaven to lead in the political as well as in the military events which have distinguished the era of his living. As the scenes penetrated our minds we began to feel as his friends and acquaintances felt when they granted that no man ever united in his own person a more nearly perfect alliance of the vir- tues of a philosopher with the talents of a general. These visual pictures of Washington's activities made his strong character nfinitely clearer in our minds and through them we establish- ed a firmer resolution to aspire to his prudence and fortitude. —Charles Miller. RUSSIA’S FIVE YEAR PLAN Excerpts from a Junior Essay. About fifteen years ago the attention of the World was centered on the unforgetable World War and its outcome. Until the past few years the interest of all countries was never equal to that of World War days. Today the topic of discussion the world over is Russia and her Five Year Plan. Perhaps never before has the rest of the world be- come so interested in the workings and results of the government of one country. 44 PHOENICIAN This much discussed plan has been enforced in order that a medley of more than one hundred nationalities and languages may be united for their betterment, under a common government. The purpose of the plan is to endeavor to make Russia the greatest and largest industrial nation of the world. The plan itself is an intensely developed budget system stating what the production and consumption of every industry in Russia shall be for five years. The domestic and social as well as the working lives of the citizens are regulated by the Plan. The development and opera- tion of even an industry in Russia is described in minutest details by the demands of the Plan......... Russia considers herself a nation called upon to straighten the pres- ent economic difficulties of the world. She believes that it is possible for her Plan to prevent panics and depressions, not only in her own country, but also in other countries which will follow her example. . . . . However, these other countries resent the inference that Rus- sia’s Plan is the most practicable plan for successful government. They admire Russia’s attempt for its own improvement but naturally they do not think that such drastic methods are necessary to bring about happi- ness -and success....... The unselfish ideal book of the Plan is probably the most beautiful (if a little fantastic) plan of government to be yet attempted. For the most part, humanity is far too selfish to rise to such a plan of equality. The efficient, capable worker of Russia certainly deserves more privi- leges and salary than a poor ignorant worker who is scarcely able to ever follow directions. It is absurd to imagine that most of the Rus- sians who are capable of better things will accomplish them if they are to receive nothing in return. Surely the gratitude and appreciation of society cannot replace the actual money that is certainly his due. Practically all of the Russians have an equal amount of personal property. Naturally one cannot have more personal property than an- other if all receive the same amount of salary and all have the same ex- penses to meet. Is this fair, although equal? It is needless to say that their “mass” idea is going to stifle the ambitions and ideals of the in- dividual Russian. The religious view of the Plan is perhaps the most preposterous thing any country has attempted to enact. To suppress the religious ideals and beliefs is to suppress the people themselves. It is impossible for any people ever to exist happily without believing in God and having a religious viewpoint. However, the Russians believe that religion is no longer a necessary thing to be learned, that Science is able to replace religion. The only place for religion to be taught, then, is in the home. Therefore, if a child is the possessor of parents belonging to the intel- ligent seer it is possible for him to overcome the greatest obstacle of the Five Year Plan. For the child who is born of parents who are disbe- lievers in religion, his religious learnings are few and far between. What price Communism! Economically the Five Year Plan has possibilities but morally the Five Year Plan is, I believe, doomed to a failure. For all the depress- ions and other economic crises the Plan may be able to avoid, it will never succeed without the aid of people who still believe in religion for all. It is utterly impossible for any nation to stand without a solid foundation which can be nothing except that age old institution—re- ligion. 45 —Betty Elliott. PHOENICIAN In Thomas Whitten’s hand were the keys to the money vaults of the Soph- omore class. Clarence Hammerle was at the helm throughout the year and under his leadership the class undertook a strenu- ous program of Book Weeks, Pageants, Radio Broadcasts and the like. All these affairs along with reports of class meetings are found in Jane Townsend’s min- utes, for she fulfilled the position of secretary. These officers were ably assisted' by William Ber- key who was vice presi dent during this most eventful year for the Class of ’34. 46 SOPHOMORE CLASS OFFICERS PHOENICIAN The Sophomore class is a group ithat is active. Its accomplishments are told on the next few pages by a radio broad- cast which was prepared by the Sophomores them- selves. Therefore, their section of the book is opened with a drawing of Radio City, which is the largest building Droject in New York City. The Sophomores are skilled in any art; they are ever ac- complishing—building. Longfellow has said, “Ah to build, to build! That is the noblest of all the arts.” 47 RADIO CITY PHOENICIAN SOPHOMORE GIRLS Row I Alice Boyer—modest. Alice Shanahan—sociable. Dorothy Adams—studious. Rita Brown—tiny. Arlene Miller—sympathetic. Leah Kauffman—petite. Angeline Maiorana—prim. Emma G. Hammond—entertaining. Marie McClintock—talented. Jane Sawade—mischievous. Elizabeth Zakicuiya—small. Margaret Maley—smiling. Agnes Haynes—dignified. Row II Catherine Bulick—timid. Mary L. Maxwell—sprightly. Eileen Dalev—sincere. Betty Daily—mirthful. Margaret Williams—sociable. Charlotte Singer—emotional. Leona Schlesinger—amicable. Ruth Goldstein—sincere. Betty Longwell—charming. Janice Hunter—amicable. Kathryn Zimmer—innocent. Row III Rosalie Russell—adorable. Sara Kauffman—mirthful. Helene Davis—flirtatious. Mary Ream—shy. Louise Stewart—bashful. June Rogers—attractive. Josephine Cosgrove—ambitious. Mildred Dorer—warm-hearted. Hazel Hunt—helpful. Row IV Grace Walker—whimsical. Marjorie Dodson—quick. Lillian Battell—talkative. Della Reed—independent. Anna Mary Campbell—shy. Marion Raffensberger—industrious. Mabel Battel—cheerful. Madelyn Stevens—pleasant. Frederika Shauley—happy-go-lucky. Josephine Palliser—agreeable. Evelyn Mosholder—teasing. Ruth Kelly—good natured. Evelyn Miller—active. Row V Jane Townsend—athletic. Barbara Hager—constant. Dorothy Kerr—chatty. Mary K. Swank—kittenish. Dorothy Watson—musical. Julia Moran—lively. Sara Lewis—lovable. •18 PHOENICIAN SOPHOMORE BOYS Row I Clarence Gillin—bold. William Thomas—petite. Robert Mattern—bashful. Gordon Evans—amusing. Charles Ogle—dependable. William Berkey—apt. Kenneth Emeigh—humorous. Louis Suto—teasing. Jacob Ringold—mathematical. Duncan Augustine—industrious. George Statler—artistic. Row II Alfred Sobditch—impartial. Clarence Hammerle—hard-working. Robert Sobditch—thoughtful. Robert George—ath'etic. John Mesteller—capable. Alfred Stanko—funny. Charles Mishler—earnest. Jack Truxal—proud. Row III Ifan Jones—eager. William Diamond—obliging. Jack Zimmer—sincere. Max Witkosky—sntertaining. Dwight Bowman—comical. John Reiser—amicable. Joseph Rosenberger—studious. Row IV John Henderson—changeable. Leo Hahn—earnest. Edward Kern—boisterous. James Longwell—pensive. Robert Palmer—punctual. James Porter—ambitious. Michael Dutko—observant. John Werry—punctilious. Row V Charles Butler—dependable. Thomas Whitten—lanky. John Krenicky—faithful. Ted Beam—shy. Fred Wendroth—handsome. 49 PHOENICIAN 'Strtion VJSOF' OPHOMORtJ Station WSOF joins the WUY network, speaking through Station BkWk. Hello folks; let’s board a ship and begin our travels through book- land. We are now up the gang-plank and off by plane for the far North. After shivering through the cold north land we follow the trail to the Orient, where we visit a family of slant-eyed Japs. Down through the market place of India we travel, and across the sandy desert where the inhabitants are very well covered to protct their skins from the blaz- ing sun. From here we go to the ancient countries of Greece and Italy; of the Russian drinking mugs to Germany; then we glide across to the across the Mediterranean to Spain, climb the Pyrennes to France; sail up the Rhine to Germany and on to the noisy streets of Holland. After noticing the wooden shoes and queer dress of the Dutch we cross the Channel to the British Isles. Finally, at the point of a pirate’s dagger, we sail the high seas homeward. From all the enthusiastic and alert travelers of Westmont and Upper Yoder schools the Berkley group are those who have the highest percentage of names of books which they found at each country visited. In the high school Harold Berney had the highest number written down. After this short but attractive trip through Bookland, we return you to Station WSOF where another program follows. MMHP Pageant This is Station MMHP. May we present to you our second Floyd Gibbons, Jack Truxal. Greetings, everybody! Here we are in that beautiful up-to-date auditorium of the Westmont-Upper Yoder High School, ready to witness that world-wide advertised “History Pageant” to be presented by the Medieval and Modern History students under the direction of Mrs. Mary Keffer and' Miss Margaret Greer. Before the pageant approaches, perhaps the radio audience will be interested in the personnel of the audience at the premier performance. Seated at the right is Miss Elsie Canan, a member of the Phi Beta Kappa, National Honor Society. Across the aisle is Miss Laura McGann, Dean of Girls at the Westmont-Upper Yoder High. We are pleased to see among us Mr. E. Preston Sharp, whom you will recognize as one of the most loyal athletic supporters. Mr. James Tomb, our class advisor, is also among the spectators. Here’s the King|s Herald, and now, on with the pageant. What a display! Banners, shields, miniature castles, cathedrals, monasteries, and excellent presenta- tions of each. Ah! Already Duncan Augustine is giving the Epilogue. Thus ends an attractive pageant. Goodbye, from Station MMHP. ORCHESTRA This is Station SSO of the WSOF hook-up. You have come to the dazzling brilliancy of our local ball-room, the gym, where we hear the unfamiliar strains of “Good Night Sweetheart.” introducing the Sophomore Synchopaters with their popu- lar announcer, George Statler. George Statler announcing. Can you hear me? 50 PHOENICIAN We are now on the topmost floor of the Westmont-Upper Yoder High tuning up to entertain you during our usual hour. First let me introduce our harmonizers— plunkety-plunk of the fiddles, Dot Watson and Mabel Battell—rat-ta-ta-tat Boom, Phil Price and his drums—Wah, wah, wah, “Ebbie” Kern on his saxophone—Hup adup, Jack Ringold on his clarinet—Tatta-ta, “Hendy” (Jack Henderson) pepping it up; and last but not least our ivory tickler, Marie McClintock, “Billie.” The next dance num- ber “Too Many Tears.” Please stand by while we make necessary adjustments. We now continue our broadcast. Incidentally Ebbie Kern, the cause of the interruption, is now playing his music right-side up. STATION SCP And now, folks, let us transfer you to the High School Auditorium where the Sophomore party is in full swing. As we enter, we are greeted with trunderous ap- plause following a series of enjoyable movies. Behold! the curtain parts and the newly organized Sophomore Synchopaters entertain us with their delightful dance tunes. Punctuating this snappy program are witty witticisms delivered by “Prexy” Hammerle and “Sambo” Truxal. Will you follow us to the “gym” where a de- licious repast is being prepared. Everyone is seated at the T shaped tables. In lesponse to the toastmaster, Miss McGann, Mr. Underwood, Mr. Tomb, and Johnny Werry blushingly rise in succession and make the walls of the “good ol’ gym” resound with hearty laughter, which accounts for the roar you are now hearing. Well, fawn me brow! Mr. Tomb is showing the folks a coin trick. Well! Well isn't that clever. So now, folks we’ll turn you back to the studio while the Sophomores pull up their chairs for games of murder, mystery, and mirth concluded with dancing. Station WSOF Hello Sport Fans! We are now about to broadcast the annual Sophomore sports revue. First we have the football season, in which eight stalwart men took part, one of whom played on the varsity, by name, Fred Wenderoth. The rest are as follows: “Butts” Butler, “Whitty” Whitten, “Mel” Beam, “Ham” Hammerle, “Babe” George. “Longy” Longwell and “Willy” Diamond. In basketball the Sophomores came through with their first victory since being in high school, that being over the dignified Seniors. “Will” Diamond plopped in the winning field goal. The rest of the games, we are sorry to say the Sophomore team lost. The team is as follows—Sobditch. Diamond, Whitten, Hammerle, George, Truxal, Price, Suto. The following participated in Junior varsity games—Whitten, Hammerle, George. And now we come to the most interesting part of the broadcast. The Sophomore girls are bringing out the growing prominence of basketball. They not only contrib- uted to the class team, but to the varsity. The following girls will receive their let- ters—Jane Townsend, Julia Moran, Sarah Lewis, Barbara Hager, Mary C. Swank. Marie McClintock, because of an injury will not receive her letter this year. SOPHOMORE SIDELIGHTS Station WSOF will bring you a program sponsored by the Sophomore Publicity Association. These “Slips That Pass in the Night’’—apologies to the “Literary Di- gest”—will be broadcast by the kind permission of the copyright owners. You should hear Clarence Hammerle. the class president, pronounce “amalgama- tion”. After much struggling he finally decided that amalgamalag-amagam—oh well, he decided that this tongue twister should be seen and not heard. The members of the Sophomore Class allowed the dust to settle on their brains and caught up on their sleep while Miss McGann was absent from her usual position of piloting the pupils through the mazes of that mysterious subject known as English II. Through the diligent work of twenty alarm clocks the students were aroused from their retirement. Seriously speaking, she was greatly missed and a card of sympathy was sent to her during her illness. It may not be known by the student body that the George Washington Bicenten- nial Pictures, which were shown on February 22. originally were secured for the Sophomore English classes. Owing to the educational value of these pictures they were shown to the entire school. At this time we wish to mention that Mr. James E. Tomb has passed his seventh milestone just this year, owing to the fact that his birthday comes on hat elusive day —February 29. Each member of the Sophomore Classes in English sent him greet- ings of the day. This concludes today’s broadcast of Sophomore 'Sidelights. This feature will come to you next under the name of Junior Jottings through Station WJR. Thank you. 51 PHOENICIAN The archives of the Freshman Class were in- scribed in Roberta Mcln- tyer’s notebook, for hers was the lot of secretary. To Carmon Berkley, as president, fell the task of building his class into a working organization. He was assisted in his work by Betty Dunn, the vice president. Wilbur Shomo, the first treasurer of the Class of ’35, held the strings of the class’ mon- ey-bag. FRESHMEN CLASS OFFICERS PHOENICIAN There is a class of girls and boys who have been in high school only one year; all is new to them. Their deeds are but few because they are only “Freshies”. But sudden- ly they will rise, Fresh- men no more, to take their olaces as builders— workers. Theirs is the still unnamed skyscraper. “Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation.” —Milton. 53 SKYSCRAPER PHOENICIAN FRESHMAN GIRLS Row I Dorothy Sobditch—“Toots.” Barbara Montgomery—“Bob.” Dorothy Leckey—“Dody.” Letabeth Benedict—“Bennie.” Geraldine Moore—“Jerry.” Betty Jane Lohr—“Be.” Marie Vickroy—“Sally Ann.” Agnes Yambor—“Agnes.” Le Moyne Blanset—“Le Moyne.” Anna Smolin—“Anna.” Janet Geist—“Austin. Row IV Elizabeth Livingston—“Shorty.” Betty Rogers—“Bets.” Grace Robertson—“Grace.” Edna Ringler—“Eddie.” Mary Kathryn Repp—“Kay.” Dorothy Getty—“Toots.” Pauline J. Herndon—“P. J.” Elda Mae Hunt—“Bill.” Ellen Hess—“Ellen.” Dorothy Blight—“Deby.” Joyce Watkins—“Joyce.” Row II Hazel Rummel—“Haz.” Frances Thomas—“Curly.” Agnes Carroll—“Agnes.” Kathryn McCauliff—“Katie.” Ruthalene Shaffer—“Ruth.” Janet Lewis—“Red.” Kathryn Pentrack—“Penny.” Eleanor Berney—“Berney.” Kathryn Watkins—“Katrink.” Walene Kyler—“Wolverine.” Row V Dora Fertick—“Dora.” Florence Wicknick—“Flo.” Annie Knepper—“Ann.” Rosella Foust—“Foustie.” Susan Wood—“Sue.” Not On the Picture Virginia Strandquest—“Ginger.” Edna Behrndt—“Blondie.” Rena Hoffman—“Kitten.” Robert Jane McIntyre—“Bobbin.” Row III Betty Dunn—“Betty.” Jane Anderson—“Coppie.” Dorothy Cornelius—“Dot.” Mary Ellen Campbell—“Dimples.’ Catherine Redick—“Deanie.” Vivian Dunkle—“Vivian.” Isabelle Devaux—“Izy.” Frederika Barnett—“Fred.” Ruth Lendel—“Ruthie.” 54 PHOENICIAN FRESHMAN BOYS Row I Christian Rhodes—“Christian. William Gregory—“Bill.” David Elsasser—“David.” Willard Henneke—“Bud.” Dwight DeShong—“Dite.” Harry Marshall—“Harry.” Don Meyers—“Smokey.” Robert Mock—“Bob.” Larry Smith—“Larry.” Joseph Williams—-“Sheeney.” John Carroll—“Bunker.” John Repasky—“John.” Row II William Statier—“Bill.” Stephen Tiffany—“Tiff.” James Albert—“Jim.” Russell Yost—“Russ.” Don McKelvey—“Don.” Wilbur Shomo—“Elmer.” Robert Crichton---“Bob.” Curtis Barnhart—“Curt.” Henry Wolfe—“Heinie.” John Mardis—“John.” John Dutko—“Dutty.” Row III Walter Streilein—“Walter.” Carmon Berkley—“Berk.” Clarence Carbaugh—“Coaly.” Harold' Kaplan—“Kappy.” Edward Smith—“Smitty.” Robert Beam—“Robert.” Dwight Kaufman—“Dwight.” Paul Schwab—“Dutch.” Row IV Robert Delozier—“Bob.” William Chaplin—“Ike.” Evan Hartland—“Eve.” Duncan 'May—“Duncan.” Murray Stedman—“Murray.” John Chekonick—“Chiekie.” Peter Kosanovitch—“Pete.” Morrell Stouffer—“Morrell.” William Schneck—“Bill.' ’ Morton Cohen—“Mortie.” James Meehan—“James.” ROW V Arthur Zimmer—“Autchy.” Thomas Kocis—“Tom.” William Stitt—“Dead-Eye.” Ross Benshoff—“Ross.” Richard Yingling—“Dick.” Edward Petrack—“Edward.” Not On the Picture Robert Witkosky—“Bobbie.” Donald Ashman—“Dinty.” 55 PHOENICIAN DIARY OF AN EXAMINATION PAPER Monday: I was brought from the supply room among many sheets by a scholar, I guess. He handled me so roughly that I thought any minute I would be torn. As luck happened, we reached the room where the folder was ripped off and I was laid on the desk. Tuesday: (in class) I was twisted in the teacher’s hands while she was explaining their home work and telling what should be done to me. Then I was passed out to a boy near the back of the room. He cer- tainly did scribble. To correct the mistakes which he made in about every sentence he would either rub that old eraser over me or cross out a word. I preferred the latter. All at once I heard the order: “Pass your papers in and you can finish tomorrow.” How glad I was for a rest! Wednesday: (in class) I was returned to the owner. After he had scribbled at a rapid pace because his time was short, I was taken up to the desk in such a way I think he was glad to get rid of me. I re- mained on the desk the remainder of the day having a conversation with a new friend, a fountain pen. Thursday: (study hall) The teacher had a spare moment so she began to correct us papers. I looked out from beneath the one over me and saw the pleased expression on her face. If I continued to look as ruined as I felt, I feared her expression would change. At last she came to me. The expression changed instantly and she began to check me and cross out words. She was confused. At last the marking ceased. Then she put on a grade which felt like an E and she wrote a note on my back. Friday: (in class) I was returned to my owner once more. He looked at the grade on me and then slammed me down on the desk. “Oh, but that hurts!” I cried to myself. He saved me long enough to be com- pared with his neighbor. I was then wrinkled up and pushed into the •wastebasket. I like it better there, lor at least, 1 have peace. —Ruthalene Shaffer. THE DIARY OF A MUSICAL MOUSE Day: Friday. Time: The first assembly of the school year. Place: The auditorium. First Second: When Gladys Momberger struck the first note on the piano, I ran out to see who was arriving. Second Second: Not being able to see from the keyboard, I ran up the sheet of music to the top. Third Second: At the top I saw a crowd of frightened boys and fright- ened girl.s One girl fainted. I can’t understand why all the women folk are afraid of me—I’m not so fierce looking, they tell me. Fourth Second: I heard some people laugh, some cry, and others shriek. I heard Gladys Momberger cry to Miss Gray for help, but Miss Gray had a hard time controlling herself. Fifth Second: At that instant I heard a bang! I looked around and saw the pupils throwing their school books at me. Oh, well, it was only their school books. Sixth Second: I saw a huge giant coming down the aisle after me with a broom. I think the boys call him Jack Zim- merman. 56 PHOENICIAN Seventh Second: When I saw him coming, I thought it would be wise to get out of this place as fast as I could. Eighth Second: (On a second thought, the little mouse stayed right where he was and met Jack. Alas, it was too bad for the little mouse!) —Morton Cohen. IF BOOKS COULD TALK Monday: O dear! What a life! I wish Johnny would be more care- Tuesday: ful with me. Today he rode to school on his bicycle, and instead of holding me as he should he let me fly out over the handle bars onto the street. I nearly broke my back. If that happens again, I’m sure that some- thing will break. Johnny is taking me home again; I only wish he’d take some of my comrades with me too. I’m usually all by myself and get so very, very lonesome. After arriving home he laid me on the living room table. Baby sister was watching him. As soon as he left she climbed upon one of the chairs and reached her chubby arms out for me. With some trouble her purpose was attained, and the next minute I was on the floor having my pages ripped out. Finally Johnny came to my rescue after a great deal of damage had been done. Wednesday: My owner was shaking as he entered the class of commas Thursday: and periods which he hated; for he knew not one bit of his lesson and he was so sure it meant staying in after school when he so badly wanted to go sled-riding. Again and again the teacher called on Johnny. He guessed at every answer and got but one right. Then the terrible news came. “Johnny Brown will stay from four to six o’clock and study today’s lesson,” predicted the teacher. The class, which seemed to last hours, finally ended. The sad boy walked from the room, his head drooping. At noon as the last bell rang, Johnny ran out of English class, slammed me on the floor behind the candy-counter, and raced down stairs. The janitor found me late last night, and, my cover being torn off, he did not know to whom I belonged. Friday: I found myself in a sunny cheerful room and handled by gentle hands. I took a trip through the entire school, visiting every room and searching for my owner. I hoped all the time they would not find him for I knew I would be ill treated if they did. As we entered the last room I saw that dreaded face. When they asked who owned the book a hand went up. A few minutes after Johnny was given a sermon, I again was in those cruel hands. If I am able to endure a few days more it will be a mir- acle, so I think I’ll say good-bye while I can. —Betty Jane Lohr. 57 PHOENICIAN 1. “To the Colors”— the flag is being lowered by several Freshmen. To the boys of that class is allotted the duty of rais- ing and lowering the flag each morning and even- ing. 2. Betty Dunn and her cello. She’s now Can- tral State Champion. 3. Who said our school isn’t modernistic? Here’s an “ant’s - eye - view'’ that proves it. 4. Note the resemblance of our school to the Cathedral of Learn- ing. This picture was taken by one of our musi- cians (?) during the trip of the musical organiza- tions to Pittsburgh. 5. Julia Dunn, Ruth Kelly, Betty Dunn, and Jane Giles compose our string quartet which is also Cen- tral State Champion. 58 SNAPSHOTS PHOENICIAN “An arch never sleeps.” —Ferguson In the Library of Con- gress building are boused all of the important docu- ments which record the activities of our nation since its beginning. Under the heading Agenda, like- wise, are placed the ac- tivities of the school as recorded by those taking part in them. Agenda— that which is done. 59 LIBRARY OF CONGRESS PHOENICIAN THE PHOENICIAN”—THEN TO NOW When, in the fall of 1920, the first edition of the “Phoenician” was published, the title was chosen with infinite pains. To them, as it is to us, the name “Phoenician” was synonymous with endeavor and expan- sion. In ancient times it was the Phoenicians who left their little, rocky country to brave the perils of the limitless sea in their frail craft; it was the Phoenicians who explored the deep and carried Eastern cul- ture, government, and brotherhood to the savages of Northern Europe; it was the Phoenicians who first displayed the spirit of pioneering, ex- ploring, and adventuring. Thus the aims of the first editors of the “Phoenician”, in the words of Francis Byers, the editor-in-chief, were “To seek out; to collect; to possess clear sightedness, initiative, and in- ventiveness; to harmonize; and to establish friendly relations with our contemporaries” as their illustrious predecessors, the Phoenicians, had aimed to do. Their hopes and expectations were not in vain. The unpretentious original was followed in June of 1921 by a larger edition edited by prac- tically the same staff. During the next three years it grew under the guidance of Mary Wright (1922), Marjorie Reynolds and Katherine Krieger (1933), and David O’Loughlin (1924) until in 1925 Florence Stutzman was editor of the first ‘ Phoenician” to be published in its present shape with the binding along the length rather than the width as it was formerly. The next year saw the publication of a larger book edited by Bernard Coll. In 1927 Roberta Williams had the honor of publishing the first annual with a theme—Phoenicians. The following year the School Board relieved the staff, headed by Sylvia Rush, of the necessity of soliciting advertisements, thus paving the way for further artistic development under the theme of Architecture. In 1929 Claren- don Crichton further enhanced the annual by introducing a green color scheme to harmonize with the theme of trees. In 1930 the motive of the year book edited by Charles Replogle, was Shakespeare. Last year Frank Bracken introduced colored division pages to carry out the theme of Music. So throughout twelve editions the “Phoenician” has devel- oped from its small and unpretentious origin, c-ontaining chiefly literary matter, to its present edition filled with pictures, a fulfillment of the am- bitions of the first editors. Having conquered the Mediterranean, the Phoenicians, however, did not rest on their laurels, but bravely pushed on to the open Atlantic beyond. Thus may the “Phoenician” follow the example of its intrepid predecessors and expand to still more glorious proportions; ever ex- ploring, ever expanding, ever achieving. —W. H. Byers. AMATEUR ACTING The curtain is opening! The audience becomes hushed! Every- thing is staked on the opening lines! This hair! If I only get it up neatly. Why couldn’t I have prac- ticed putting it up more? It’s just as Mother says, 1 don’t get down to work and accomplish things. If I only succeed in finishing “Little Women” without breaking lamps or—oh, I am certain that settee will break while I am sitting on it. I can just see myself with my feet in the air and the audience in an uproar. Whatever possessed me to go into a play? I never will again! 60 PHOENICIAN The curtain is open. I wonder when I should begin to speak? “Now don’t forget: face front, hold your head up, sit erect, speak slow- ly, but liven up your lines—don’t let them drag.” Mother must know what she is talking about, but I certainly am confused. Brr! It’s time to take down my hair. Please hair, stay in place. Put it up, quick. Here’s a pin, and here. They are all sticking in my head, but it’s up—it’s up! I hope the ribbon doesn’t slide an inch near- er the top of my head. Horrors! What if my hair should fall off. My most dramatic moments are yet to come. Quick! Quick! Somebody put on my shoes—get these clothes out of the way—here, help me hook up my dress—they surely don’t expect me to go into contortions trying to hook my dress alone in a time shorter than anybody in those good old days could possibly think of. My cue! I will just have to go on with my dress open. I hope the audience doesn’t think I am going insane, striding across the stage with my hands behind my back. It is a good thing I parade off soon. Things don’t seem to be going so badly. With Act I over every- thing is running smoothly. Nobody else is up in the air. All of us are doing the best we ever did. The plav is almost over. Nothing of im- port has happened except that a few of the lines were left out, the settee gave an awful creak when I sat down on it, and my dear lover’s beard almost came off from the force of my passionate embrace. “However long you may live, I can never wish you greater happi- ness than this.” The play is over! The curtain closes with a round of applause. Thrills of all thrills! It was a success! Isn’t it fun to be in plays? I’d love to be in another soon. —LouiseBerkebile. TROLLEY RIDING As the street-car comes bumping up the tracks with a rather slow, uncertain crawl. I feel mv courage slowly ebbing away at the thought of entering another over-loaded car. But as it seems to be quite neces- sary, I grin my books a little tighter, throw back my head and enter the car with the fortitude of an unconquerable Roman. Slowly, slowly, through the overpowering horde I attempt to make my way to an unoc- cupied spot (for it is insanity to imagine an unoccupied seat!. I arrive at the only remaining square foot in the car and trv to repair the dam- ages wrought by the havoc. My hat. yes, it is really still on—although a little worse for the experience of a few minutes back. Mv books soon deposited on a more fortunate soul who is seated. I attempt to view the other occupants of said trollev. As I attempt to turn around, I instantlv am attacked bv innumerable elbows and pens. Nevertheless, I am able to view the other victims of “street car” with the same amuse- ment with which they are regarding me. On my left are some “fair young maidens” remaking their faces, combing their locks, and dis- cussing everything in general. On my right are some studious lasses who are trying to finish that work that they “Simply couldn’t get time for last night.” Questions fly hither and yon concerning that test that they are having the first period. Near the rear I espy some fun loving boys who seem to be having a hilarious time hurling hats, lunches, and books a la basketball. A sudden jerk brings my sightseeing tour to an end. Both doors of the street-car open with a crash as “the herd” begins to depart from the paper-strewn car. As I again come in contact with the air I am strangely thankful that I have arrived at school. —Betty Elliott. 61 THOMAS A. EDISON PHOENICIAN Inventor, scientist, and benefactor of mankind—what man would not honor such a sobriquet? Last November such phrases explained the pictures of a man just dead, a kindly faced, aged and yet youthful man who was known to the world he served by the simple name and ti- tle which we love—Edison. Living organisms are all created for the use which they may per- form. Longfellow has expressed it piquantly with his “All are archi- tects of fate.” Edison was a master architect—he built for those im- mortal gods of old. His was a life consecrated to use; monetary gains never affected the precision of his works. The epochs of his life are well known, and they serve only to illus- trate the deep nobility of his character. Why should an almost deaf man even consider the wonders which lead to the reproduction of sound via the modern phonograph? ? Edison, however, did so consider these wonders and in that fact lies an insight to the genius of such a man. The seeming miracles he performed were accomplished because he real- ized that great riches existed in the structure of implements by which man performs his tasks. The years of patient toiling and experimenting which resulted in the incandescent light had their inspiration in a simi- lar vein of thought. Edison has punched the clock of human use for the last time. No more may we count on his steady hand to smooth the mortar of a crude- ly worked out but brilliant idea. He has left behind a foundation which future poets will eulogize for conciseness of appearance and strength of material. We are more fortunate than they. The scaffold has not yet decayed. We exist in a period in which his spirit thrived. That scaf- fold is his staunch character and zest for discovered which more than any other cause ushered in the movement termed the twentieth century. Let us forever be appreciative of the material aids he has given us; let us remember the splendid help which a study of his character re- veals; and what is more, be thankful that Edison, the man, lived. —William Kintner. THE TRIP TO EBENSBURG Thursday, March 17, dawned cloudy and snowy; a very dishearten- ing day. Nevertheless, the Commercial Law and Problems of Democ- racy classes waited impatiently for twelve fifteen, the time set for the trip to Ebensburg. As the cars were being filled with students, the onlookers from other classes gave pitiful sighs of envy. Finally, we were on our way, after having been bade “bon voyage” in some rather- peculiar manners—such as the charming, “I hope you run into a snow drift.” Arriving in Ebensburg about one thirty, we decided to visit the jail until court opened at two o’clock. The whole group expressed its de- light at such a mansion, and voted it more cleanly than its own “prison.” The idea which was most obvious was the immaculate cleanliness of the jail, and the duty assigned to each prisoner—that of baking, washing, firing the furnace, or cooking. As two o’clock approached, we returned to the Court House, where Court was convening. One of the cases we heard was that concerning 62 PHOENICIAN the shooting of a woman’s cow. The defendant was proved not guilty. “Bob” Rounsley stated that one point remained unproved: What shot the cow? We gained some valuable information concerning court procedure, however, and the majority found court trials very absorbing. Our next stop was at the County Home. Here we noticed that most of the inmates were elderly people who had become dependent at the approach of old age. Some feeble-minded people were present here, since their condition is not radical enough to warrant their placement in an insane asylum. Next to the Court House, probably the Children’s Home was the most interesting. As we entered, the atmosphere fairly reeked with sauerkraut (many of us imagine we can still distinguish this odor as we pass the Childrens’ Home). The inhabitants of this home were tiny tots up to children of the age of sixteen. “Ray” Benshoff very obviously showed his desire to adopt the most amusing twins—two little boys who stuck together like glue—where one went, the other followed; separation was practically impossible. Some of us consid- ered the idea of receiving a haircut free of charge, as one of the matrons was busily engaged in shorning the heads of those in need of it. Each child here has his own task such as making beds, washing dishes, or cleaning the dining-room after meals. Because all of the children are very eager to see new faces, we created quite a sensation when we ar- rived. Some are frienly, others shy. Their reasons for being in the Home are many. If the parents are dead, and there are no relatives to care for them; or if the parents are unable to support them as a result of the present unemployment crisis, they must depend upon society to care for them in the form of “The Children’s Home.” From here, we continued on to Johnstown, where we arrived about six thirty o’clock, having no regrets for a day which had been profitably as well as enjoyably spent. —Jane Giles. DEBATING “Debate”—it’s a little word, isn’t it? But one never realizes or appreciates the work on a debate team until he has attempted to de- bate. It embodies hard and sometimes un-interesting toil in looking up valuable references that can be used in a construction speech or in re- buttal. Time and work are entailed in writing the construction speech; concentration and time are necessary in learning this speech once it has been written. Then there is the rebuttal to be thought of. Here one must use theory in his practice and must use foresight in foreseeing the vital steps of the opponent’s speech. All this spells work, hard work; it means giving up some of the pleasures one enjoys; it means giving up leisure time and school time. But oh! the thrill of standing before an audience and feeling that one has done his best! And the nervous anticipation with which one waits for those distinguished look- ing judges to give their verdicts: and finally the marvelous feeling caused by a hard earned victory! It is worth the work ! —Jack Zimmerman. 63 PHOENICIAN WASHINGTON As we viewed with admiration the lofty and noble city of Washing- ton serenely governing our large nation, so we were reminded of the man for whom it is named, calmly yet ably fathering his tiny beginnings of a great country, certain in his silent strength, of starting it on its way to greatness. The stately building won our confidence as his stable character won that of his people; they, after fighting for independence from a king, begged him to be their King; but striving to build leaders of his people and self-direction for them, as well as a great form of country, he refused. When we left the inspiring bigness of the city to come home we yet felt its influence burning within us, we realized how the people of Washington’s time must have felt when they no longer saw him—depressed yet delighted and inspired with the new ideals he left for them. —Anna Stenger. ORCHESTRAL TREMORS Everything is hustle and bustle. Quick! Hurry! Sh! Sh! Silently we march down the aisle to the shrunken ten square feet where a thirty-piece orchestra is to play. Quickly we take our places in the best manner possible under the “sardinic” circumstances. With the stands set up, we begin to “tune up.” How odd that one violin sounded ! What’s the matter with that clarinet? Oh! the poor bass violin! It is all wrong! Timidly, the flute is heard, afraid even to try to tune its higher notes for fear that something will slip. At least, our tympanies are tuned. After the violinists have finished struggling with their in- struments, the din “cools down.” With a worried look, our director rises before us. The audience ceases talking. All is quiet. The music commences. Slowly, the rythm is established, and the members feel a bit better. But—throughout the program the “masterful musicians’ tremor” is noticeable. My fingers possess unusual trembling. I won- der how it sounds to the audience? Now we are repeating our first movement again. Will the cello pull through. Oh! It has. Now the trombone begins; it sounds like a band behind me; at last we swing into the concluding movement of that number. With a frenzied glance, our director gazes quickly over the entire orchestra to warn them of the approaching pause. Will it be all right? Oh! Saved! Now our rhythm increases to breakneck speed. Will they keep together? With a mighty gesture our director jerks her arms down, and there is a pause. A chord! A pause! Another note! Another pause! Oh! Will we ever get done? I can imagine the director’s praying that nobody hits notes where he should have a rest, and rest where the note should be. Three notes to go! Will we make it? We have! With a relieved and beaming countenance, the director turns and bows. Immediately we fold our stands, pick up our instruments and “march”up the aisle, thankful to have it over with. How relieved we are! Now, we can watch our competitors suffer. They render their number. There is a short intermission during which we put our coats on and prepare to kiss our music good-bye. We expect this to be our last competitive rendition of the contesting number. One can imagine our surprise when we discover that our “alma mater” has won. 64 —James Gurley. PHOENICIAN THE PITCHER When I was a young girl, one of my greatest enjoyments was to call on a lovely old lady. Her quaint little home was indeed a fascina- tion to me. Nestling among the trees, the whiteness of the house was accentuated by the myriads of blooming flowers and the green of the shutters and trees. Hollyhocks and morning glories grew profusely by the sides of the house, while in her garden petunias, zinnias, and many other old-fashioned flowers bloomed. A white picket fence surrounded the yard. As I opened the gate one lovely day and walked up the narrow flag-stone walk, I was assailed on all sides by the fragrance of the blooming flowers. I went up the two steps to the door and after knock- ing with a small antique knocker, I was greeted by a little picturesque lady with snow-white hair. Her face was wreathed in smiles; her little white cap sat jauntily on her head; her snow white apron set a striking contrast to her neatly pressed black dress. The only trinket she had on was a beautifully carved broach. My steps halted in the doorway of her parlor. I stood still a mo- ment in order to grasp the picture. The rays of the sun streaming through the window sent a warm glow through the quaintly designed room. There were several comfortable rocking chairs and a settee covered with bright designed calico. “Come here, my dear,” called the lovely old lady as she sat down in one of the rocking chairs, and motioned for me to sit on a cricket stool beside her. My eyes wandered aimlessly about. Suddenly they alighted on a pitcher sitting on the white marble mantle. The little old lady appar- ently noticed my looking intently at the pitcher, for she smiled at me in her gracious old manner, and attained a far away expression as though reminiscing of bygone days. Shifting my glance back once more to the pitcher, my hands went out involuntarily as if to touch it. It was of rare old pottery with a large design of many beautiful colored flowers on it. The little old lady’s voice broke the stillness. “My child,” her enchanting voice asked low but distinctly, “would you like to hear the story of how the pitcher came into my possession? It bears a tale of real love and sacrifice.” The fragility of the pitcher seemed as of the little old lady; but as romantic thoughts were beginning in my own brain, I could not asso- ciate the little old lady with love. “This is the story of my pitcher,” she began. “Many years ago, as a young happy bride and groom, my husband and I struck out with the other settlers for the vast unknown then—the state of Kansas today. The land allowed us was farther away than that of the others, but we were content, it being a place to farm. We built a rude cabin, later making improvements in it. “One evening at dusk, as I was building the fire, my husband com- pelled to be away with some trapper, I was startled by a slight scratch- ing at the window. Terrified I looked up, and there peering in at me was a young Indian. The light from the fire gave his brown, swarthy face an aspect of wierdness. It was useless to scream or make any sort of sound for my nearest neighbor was four miles away. “My next impulse was to use the gun my husband had left me. Then fear clutched at my heart—there might be more of them, so I 65 PHOENICIAN stood my ground. Suddenly I understood he was trying to say some- thing. By signs he made me understand that he was wounded and wished shelter. As I opened the door the Indian staggered in, swayed for a moment, then fell over with a groan. I dragged his huge bulk over to the couch and pulled it up the best way I could. I then looked for any possible injuries. Blood was oozing from an ugly cut in his shoulder. I threw some water on his face and he soon regained con- sciousness. As I dressed his wounds, his eyes followed me furtively about. He had picked up some of the white man’s language and con- veyed to me he was outlawed from his tribe for protecting a white family traveling along the plains. An alien with the Indians; no friends of the whites—what was I to do? Fate stepped in, for my Indian’s wounds became infected. “When my husband came home a few days later, I explained the circumstances to him, and between us we decided to keep him until he was better. “Word came to us that my father had died and we were to move back east again. By this time my handsome warrior had become my faithful shadow. As we made our preparations to start East, he made no sign; so on the sunshiny day we set out, we left our Indian behind. “One evening we pitched our camp near a fringe -of woods. As my husband and I sat talking over our past experience we were startled by a slight sound. Crack ! A twig snapped—then silence. Again the same sound. Now undeniable footsteps approached. My husband sat with cocked rifle ready to shoot at the intruder. Out of the woods walked our Indian friend. “Indians, as you know, are very fleetfooted and know the short cuts the white man does not.” The lovely old lady turned to me. I sat with rapt attention waiting for her to go on. “In his hands,” she continued, “he held out to me the curiously made pitcher you now see. He had made and painted it, burning in the beautifully blended shades of nature. “Night was quickly falling. As we sat before the fire chatting I had a strange premonition that something was going to happen. A feeling of apprehension swept over me. I seemed to hear strange noises. Gazing around me, terrified, I saw grotesque shapes winding in and out among the trees, and realized we were being surrounded by a band of unfriendly Indians. In whispered tones I told my husband who was busily conversing with our friend. Our Indian, Red Eagle by name, as was later found out, evidently overheard me for he jumped up and glanced about hurriedly. He motioned to us that they were his tribe. Red Eagle stepped out to them and began to converse with an old, decrepit looking man, who was apparently chief of the tribe. “After a few minutes, which seemed like hours to us, the chief come toward us and signaled that Red Eagle had told them we were moving back East from their territory and that we were free to go. Red Eagle went back with his tribe.” “We lost no time in getting started. As we drove away, my precious pitcher grasped tightly in my hands, I could not refrain from looking back, and there stood Red Eagle, sihouetted against the fire, staring straight ahead. “A few years later it was rumored that a band of Indians were coming to trade in our town. In the hopes of hearing of Red Eagle again, we went to see them, but we were unable to understand their 66 PHOENICIAN language. I have never been able to find out whether my friend paid the supreme sacrifice to his tribe for having befriended two families of whites, or whether he was reinstated into the rank of chieftain in his tribe. I have always hoped the latter but-----.” With these words the lovely old lady leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. I crept quietly out so as not to disturb her tender memories of the past. —Louise Stewart. VISITING ALADDIN Upon entering the library one can not help feeling the atmosphere of industry and knowledge. In the class-room we are confined to one subject and probably one book, but here the world with all its wonders and knowledge unfolds itself. All around the walls are the volumes, both massive and small, each describing some new pleasure or teaching some new fact. In one volume we can travel back through the ages to sit at King Arthur’s Round Table and just over on another shelf we can find a volume that will take us to the Moon. Ah! Many and wonder- ful are the powers of this veritable Aladdin’s Lamp. At a desk in the center sits our old friend, Miss Greer, waiting like Aladdin himself to rub the magic lantern for us and reveal the hidden pleasures and pow- ers of the books which patiently await her command. —George Tarr. FASHIONS These fashions and styles are funny things. There are very few articles that are not directly or indirectly governed or dependent upon styles and fashions. There are ever changing styles in clothing, auto- mobiles, furniture, houses, lawns, and practically anything else in which a style or fashion is possible. The styles “make” as well as “break” many people. The Joneses try to keep up with the Smiths, whether they can afford it or not; and in this way they are “broken.” For those who are original enough to begin a new style or fashion, they often mean a fortune. We may buy a new style today which is the “latest”, but two months from today it may be out of style; however, if we want to keep in pace, the only thing to do is to buy the “latest” again. So as we can see. fashions are ideal to make business bigger and make wallets smaller. But what I can’t understand is where, how, and who start these new styles and fashions. For one year, or perhaps for not so long as that, women’s dresses will be long and wide; next, they will be short and narrow. At one time girls are bobbing their hair; next, they are saturating it with all kinds of hair tonic to make it long as quickly as possible; then about the time it has grown the desired length, they will bob it again.—“Styles have changed.” Look at their shoes—at one time they will be walking on stilts; the next they have no heels at all. With men’s clothing it is no better although there is not always so radical a change; their styles are ever changing too—wide pants, then narrow; short coats, then long; wide brimmed hats, then narrow; plain colors, then plaid; plain shoes, then exaggerated, perforated, and com- bined colors. So no matter who we are, to what sex we belong, none of us escape styles and fashions. They cost us many extra, unnecessary dollars every year. And yet—we are always eager to see the new ones come, or to see “the latest.” —Paul Croyle. 67 PHOENICIAN THE EDITOR’S EASY CHAIR There is a question as to just how comfortable it is to sit in “the editor’s easy chair.” In fact, it seems that “easy” means more than what Webster says it does. During one year as editor of the “Yodler”, and again as editor of the year-book, we have found that there is much to do while occupying that “easy chair.” Launching and managing a publication brings duties to be performed; and the editor must get desirable results re- gardless iof obstacles. To accomplish this, he cannot sit in the “easy chair” and wave a king’s wand. Innumerable details must receive the editor’s attention. But “the best laid plans of mice and men” are often shattered. Thus, disappointment and discouragement haunt the occu- pant of “the editor’s easy chair.” If this were the whole story of the writer’s two years as an editor, he would be glad to leave the chair to others. But it is less than half of the story. Though much work had to be done, the benefits reaped made it worth while. The responsibility of handling the projects was of incalcuable value. Therefore, in the editor’s estimation, the disap- pointments were “worth their weight in gold.” He is glad to have had the opportunity to get these experiences. He really did get much pleas- ure from the work. So the editor’s “easy chair” can hardly be called comfortable, but your editor regrets that he cannot “rest” there another year. —‘Harlan M. Smith. A TRIP TO CUMBERLAND “Let ’er go”, shouted the coach as he pulled out of Benshoff’s Gas Station with his five Varsity Passengers aboard his Buick. “Hymie’s” Ford carried the other three players. A few of the boys were heard to exclaim, “At last, after two years of waiting, I am finally going to Cum- berland!” On the way we met a lot of fog, and in those mountains “Hymie’s” Ford cleared the way for the Coach’s big, eight-cylinder Buick. We arrived in Cumberland about three o’clock in the afternoon and went immediately to the Y. M. C. A. Coach signed for all our rooms while we ran upstairs to claim the best ones. When we were all settled, we decided to investigate. We came across an old man whom we meet each year we go to Cumberland. He looked at us, then shouted to some other fellows, “Well, boys, no sleep for a couple of nights; Westmont is in town.” Later we found out that all the roomers on that floor were not working, and so a little noise wouldn’t hurt. Some of the boys then went up to the Allegany school, called Campabello. When they came back it seemed as if they knew every girl in the school and only a few of the boys. After we ate dinner in the cafeteria, we journeyed to Frostburg. When we arrived we found that one of our fellow-roomers was the official at the game. We were victorious that night and returned to Cumberland, where Coach gave us all a twenty- five cent treat—and it must be said, that in that drug store we let Cum- berland and all, well not all, but part of its population know, that West- mont was in town. We went to bed early that night (even if it was three o’clock in the morning) and we got up between six and seven. On Friday we went swimming, demonstrated our basketball ability, and attended “movies.” We must also state that a few cards were sent hom.e to Mothers, Dads, and, of course, a friend or so. That night we 68 PHOENICIAN met Cumberland on a basketball floor; all I can remember of the first eight minutes was hearing a whistle and seeing a ball go through the hoop that wasn’t ours. When the smoke cleared we were eleven points behind Allegany. That night was ours and we used it—(in this short discourse no secrets shall be told so we shall forget about that night) ; but we did get up at about eleven o’clock, and made ready for the journey to Johns- town. When we checked out we were invited back and complimented on our good behavior (one can tell the depression is on). We had a pleasant journey home. Many a tale has been told about the trip. Yes—there was a little exaggeration—but why do you think we went? —Mark Marshall. OR AM I WRONG? “Ghosts” usually sends shivers up and down the back of anyone who hears the word. Don’t you believe that the ghostliness, the coldness or secretiveness of the word itself really frightens us more than the direct connection with any ghost we have ever seen, or thought we saw? If there really were beings in existence such as ghosts, but which were called some lightsounding word, perhaps fairies, would they be any less frightening? But, maybe then, we would think the word “fairies” a cold, horrible word. Some people believe that ghosts are horrid, spooky things that come to taunt and haunt them when they are alone. It may be that I am wrong, but I believe that as well as spooky ghosts there should be those that are not at all undesirable. If you were to have the ghost of Wil- liam Shakespeare visit you sometime, would you think him horrible? I do not believe that I should be afraid of such a ghost. A man, whose name has lived down through the ages, as has Shakespeare’s, certainly would have something more interesting to say than some wierd threat in a low, mournful tone. He would tell of his plays, the characters of his plays, why he made Oliver do as he did, so that “As You Like It” is a comedy and not a tragedy. Perhaps he could tell about drama in such a way —by his own opinion, and in his own manner of speech—that we, of today, would find it easier to appreciate drama. Or perhaps some other ghost would prove more entertaining. Since I have read the story, “We Must March,” I have often wondered what beautiful tone Narcissa had in her voice, that she was able to move the old Indian chief. To satisfy this, I should enjoy a visit from the ghost of Narcissa Prentiss Whitman to hear it sing as Narcissa sang. Such a ghost would cause no fear in the mind or heart of anyone because of •he beauty of the soul of Narcissa. I believe that I should like to cultivate, if I do not naturally have, a relationship—a close relationship—between famous characters and “ghosts.” It would lead to a better understanding of many historical figures as well as develop the imagination. Perhaps we shouldn’t call them ghosts then, or am I wrong? —Vera Potter. “To add brightness to the sun or glory to the name of Washington is alike impossible. Let none attempt it. In solemn awe pronounce the name, and in its naked, deathless splendor leave it shining on.” —Abraham Lincoln. 69 PHOENICIAN “TO THE GIRL RESERVES EVERYWHERE” Some folks think that it is a task, To be good at all times and not wear a mask, Of deceit and falsehood, untruthfulness too; But here is a secret I’ll tell to you— Be, first of all, Reverent to God, Loyal to friends and watch where you trod; True to yourself, Seeing only the Beautiful, Ready for Service, always be dutiful; Don’t let bad company change your degree, And Ever Dependable, you will be; Earnest in Purpose, then stick to it, Reach for the Best, and you will be fit, For any hardship that might come your way. Face life Squarely, and try to repay That wonderful mother, who trusts that you Will grow up to be, Loyal, Honest, and True. —Annamae Hoff, 1932. READING In the novel “Prester John”, by John Buchanan I found myself traveling with the character through the veldts of South Africa, feel- in every joy and fear, on edge with him at the ominous pounding of na- tive drums, and stumbling along exhausted and weak. This sensation was possible throughout the book mainly because it was solely about a man and no woman. On the other hand in reading the epic, “Beowulf”, I could not imagine myself slaying monsters and dragons by the side of the doughty Norse hero, nor did I feel the actual thrill of finding mythi- cal treasures; but I looked eagerly forward for the next dragon to be killed and the next treasure to be found; and I’m sure I enjoyed this age old epic as well as I did the contemporary “Prester John,” although in another way. In Shakespeare’s historical play, “Richard III”, I felt myself trans- ported into another age and place. I could sense Richard’s acute feel- ing because of his deformity; I felt myself a part in every diabolical plot and seemed to help him carry them out; I was with him all the time, sypathizing, helping. When he finally fell on the bloody field at Bosworth, the story ended right there for me. It was in just a mean- ingless daze that I read of Henry’s being crowned, and of the power of the dreadful “Crookback” finally being broken. But, as with “Beowulf”, when I read Shakespeare’s “Midsummer Night’s Dream”, I could not see myself dancing with Oberon’s fairy crew and playing fairy games among the flowers; nor could I imagine myself wandering through an Athenian forest with an ass’s head on my shoulders (over my own of course ) enamored with a fairy queen. But I was interested in the manner in which the lovers were finally to be united, and I fol- lowed one incident after another to a happy ending. Contrary to the first two, I cannot say I enjoyed “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” near- ly so well as I did the tragic history of one of England’s most infamous kings. 70 —Jack Zimmerman. PHOENICIAN A CLOSET DRAMA—BEHIND CLOSED DOORS The scene of this play is laid on the stage of Westmont-Upper Yo- der High School. The time is some time after the doors of the auditor- ium have been locked for the night. Dramatis Personae Mr. Green Floodlight (A middle-aged gentleman) Mrs. Orange Floodlight (A middle-aged woman, his wife) Baby Spots (Youngest children of the Floodlights) Footlights, Red, Yellow, Blue (Older children of the Floodlights) General American Flag (A retired old general) Miss Cyclorama Floodlight (The belle of the stage; oldest child of the .Floodlights)) Mr. Curtain (A bachelor, in love with Miss Cyclorama) Herr Organ (An old German, father of Mrs. Floodlight who, because of his great age is deaf and rather inclined to be harsh) Mr. Front Drop (A tall, quiet professor interested only in his work) Mrs. Back Drop ( A tall woman .being the ideal mate for Professor Drop because she furnishes the conversation for the Drops) Other persons including Mr. Switchboard, Miss Piano, Mr. and Mrs. Scenery and all the little Sceneries. General Flag: (Waking up and looking around.) Wake up, you peo- ple. D’you want to sleep all night? Hey, Miss Piano, give us a chord or better still a bugle call. Play reveille! Miss Piano: (sleepily) Oh, general, what’s the use of getting up now? There’s nothing to do. Gen. Flag: Humph! Miss Piano, will you obey my orders or will you face courtmartial? Now when I was your age— Miss Piano: All right! All right! Don’t get excited. (Plays Reveille and everyone wakes up.) Herr Organ: (wheezily.) Here! Here! What’s all this noise about? Mr. Curtain: (quietly) That was the noisiest you played it yet, Miss Piano; you woke even Old Organ. Good morning, Miss Floodlight, you are looking as pretty as ever. Miss Floodlight: Be quiet! Mother and Father might hear you and we wish to keep our love a secret for awhile. Herr Organ: (testily.) What did you say? Oh well never mind, it probably was of no importance. Where’s my daughter? Orange! Orange! Oh she pays no attention to her old fath- er. Where is she? Mrs. Orange Floodlight: Here I am, Father. You’re looking well this morning. How’s your throat? What do you wish? Herr Organ: Eh! My throat? My medicine, that’s what I want. Mrs. O. Floodlight: There it is right beside you on the table. Herr Organ: Humph! So it is! So it is! Has your husband got up yet? Why doesn’t he show more interest in his father-in-law? (The baby spots, Footlights, Mr. Floodlight, and the Drops have drifted gradually toward the stage until the whole group of appara- tus is present. They arrange themselves around the stage in various positions. Mrs. Drop: (just arrived.) My! My!! What a jolly group. Just like a happy family. How’s your throat this evening, Herr Organ? Mr. Drop is working on his compilation of memoirs of what he has observed on this stage. Aren’t you, Front? 71 PHOENICIAN Mr. Drop: (in a detached, uninterested way voices a grunt which might me taken for either yes or no.) Uh! Mrs. Drop: I hope soon either to have him read it for you or to read it myself, for it really is very good. I always said— Herr Organ: Has Green Floodlight arrived yet? My eyes must be getting bad; I can hardly see a thing. Mr. Floodlight :(He has htiherto been keeping in the background. Now he steps forward.) Yes, Herr Organ. I suppose you wish to see me about those business matters of yours? If you wish please come backstage, we shall discuss them. Herr Organ: Very well then, but you must not take long, as soon I shall have to take my nap. Come along! (They exit, Mr. Floodlight assisting Herr Organ.) Mrs. Drop (to Mr. Drop) : I’m glad they are gone. Herr Organ gets on my nerves. He rather awes me so that I cannot talk, (aloud.) Now perhaps Professor Drop will tell you of his forthcoming book. Mr. Drop: (finally becoming interested.) Perhaps a few of you re- member the first play ever given on this stage. In 1925, “Quality Street” was presented. Baby Spot: What was it all about? Mrs. Floodlight: Be quiet! You are too young to remember about it. Mr. Drop: In 1926, the Seniors gave “The Road to Yesterday.” May- be you can recall Dorothea Wolf in a dual role as Malena Leve- son and Black Malena, or Morris Lewis as Will Leveson. Ah! That was a nice play. (Herr Organ reenters followed by Mr. Floodlight. Mr. Drop: “Little Women,” given recently by the Girls’ Club with Kathryn Rodgers, Louise Berkebile, Anna Stenger, and others in the cast, was first presented in 1927 with Louise Stevens and Mary Francis Tarr in the cast of characters. Miss Cyclorama: Louise Stevens moved and Mary Francis Tarr goes to college now. Mr. Drop: Next we saw “Smilin’ Thru”, in ’27, with Lycurgus Gurley, Elsa Jahn, Mary Francis Tarr. Herr Organ: (pleasantly, for the first time) Yes, yes, I remember well. Wasn’t that the time that Lycurgus Gurley’s pistol misfired and Hermine Leubbert fell before the shot? I rather imagine that gave Miss Greer a thrill. Mrs. Drop: You’d better let me go on with the story, Front, as you seem to be tired.—Well, now, let’s see;—Oh, yes! In 1928, in or- der to get money for their Washington trip, the seniors pre- sented “Spreading the News,” and “The Imaginary Invalid.” “The Rivals” is next in order. How well I recall the comical duel that Lou Piper was to fight. Mr. Drop: My dear, how do you know all this? Mrs. Drop: I,—I,—read your book without your knowing it. But, now to go on. “Secret Service” with Robert Gray in the cast. Baby Spots: We remember. He chewed the ends off the bullets. Wasn’t he the colored servant? Mrs. Drop: Yes, he was.—“The Thirteenth Chair” was next given in 1929. My what a horrible, blood-curdling mystery that was. No one suspected Royden Casker as the culprit. I can still see his knife sticking in the ceiling. I think Emrys Jenkins and Olga Davis were also in the cast. 72 PHOENICIAN Baby Spots: We helped to light that knife with -our blue beams, so we ought to remember. Mrs. Drop: In 1930 “Wappin Wharf” was portrayed with William Boger, Charles Replogle, and Lowe McIntyre as bold, bad pirates, waited on by Bernice Anstead. Virginia Harris furn- ished the feminine side of the love interest in the plot. Year before last the “Admirable Crichton” was portrayed by Jack Hannan with Louise Geist, Mac Reed, Eddie Hartz, and others in the cast. Miss Cyclorama (sighing): Ah! Jack Hannan, the butler, portrayed Crichton indeed admirably. Mrs. Drop: Just last year another mystery play, “The Perfect Alibi” was presented by the class of ’32. Ronnie Peel was shot by the conspirators, Jack Zimmerman and Jim Gurley, while Kay Chaplin solves this baffling crime. This year, the same class presented, “David Garrick,” a rollicking, mirthful comedy. Dick Stewart played Garrick and was ably supported by Helen Neafach, Walter Byers, Eddie Hoffman, Louise Kyler, and a few others. Mr. Curtain: I can only say that I hope the plays of the future will be as successful as those of the past. I might also add that- (A loud, thundering noise is heard overhead) Mrs. Drop: What’s that? Herr Organ: I know, it’s a basketball game upstairs. We’d better all get back to our places; someone is likely to come down here. All: Good Night, see you all tomorrow night! The End. —Richard Stewart. GEORGE WASHINGTON “O noble brow, so wise in thought! O heart so true! O soul unbought! O eye, so keen to pierce the night And guide the “ship of state aright! O life, so simple, so grand and free, The humblest still may turn to thee. O King, uncrowned! O prince of men ! When shall we see thy like again?”—Mrs. Mary Wingate. VISITING THE NATION’S CAPITOL The Seniors who went to Washington, D. C., this year saw many things that every high school graduate should see in our nation’s capi- tol. We were taken through the capitol building itself, the Library of Congress, the White House, the Pan American building. We per- formed many intensely interesting scientific experiments in the Academy of Science. The depression had not reached the Bureau of Printing and Engraving. The Smithsonian museum proved to be intensely in- teresting. Besides these, we saw the Lincoln Memorial, the Washing- ton Monument, Lee’s home, and took trips to Mount Vernon and An- napolis. 73 PHOENICIAN CHEER-LEADING Two minutes to play—a tie score—suddenly a time out! Before your eyes three forms seem to materialize—two boys and a girl. Yes, it’s they, the cheer-leaders who lead us to victory. Suddenly a great outburst of sound strikes our eardrums and the good old Westmont lo- comotive resounds throughout the hall. Excitement, enthusiasm, and sometimes disappointment—that is the life of a cheer-leader. Throughout the years in which we are cheer-leaders, we are gov- erned by the enthusiasm and the excitement of the crowds. “Come on let’s yell!” That’s what we hear throughout the game. The greatest disappointment to a cheer-leader, however, is the time when he gets out and begins to lead a cheer, and the school doesn’t back him up. That is one of “Life’s Darkest Moments.” Come on, pals, follow your cheer-leaders and give them support. Don’t disappoint them. —Edward Hoffman. BUILDERS “All are architects of Fate.”—Longfellow. The great American poet had a philosophy of life which chal- lenges our thought. In a day when all established ideals and customs are being ques- tioned ,and their soundness doubted, we reach out for more satisfactory and assuring things, only to find none. Back to the thinkers and writ- ers of former days do we turn and find their idealism which was once thought to be impracticable now sounds as an inspiring note of true philosophy, and we humbly seek their shrine. We are facing the reali- ties of life as never before when we step from the classic halls of our high school. We enter a world that is torn and tottering. Hence we pause to determine our own philosophy of life ,and with our goals in view we launch into the struggle. We are builders, every one. Consciously or unconsciously we build structures of idealism, high or low, in ourselves, in the same manner these radiate from us, beneficient or destructive, into the lives of others m contact with us. Society suffers or benefits from what we do. Our goal is success. But what constitutes success? Longfellow said, “Not enjoyment, and not sornow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.” Then is success the accumulation of wealth or is mental attainment and character of greater value One’s viewpoint of life answers that. Hence, viewpoint or ideals are to the individual as the plumb, the level and the square are to the building erected. As we answer in fairness to ourselves we determine our own destiny, and build accordingly. Our building starts within. First we must made something of our- selves. Physically we build or destroy iour bodies. Meanwhile we build mentally and accomplish mental triumphs. We develope a personality that gives us our place in society. This also includes fix- ing our ideals. Then we build for others; we make our contribution to society. As we leave this high school, we hope that we are prepared to build something for ourselves in the world. We shall persevere and “Count that day lost whose low, descending sun views from thy hand no worthy action done.” 74 PHOENICIAN “REMINISCING” When first my childish figure And even tiny feet, Entered this great building And the teachers I did meet, I was just a little freshie Wondering what would happen next, I couldn’t seem to concentrate— My mind was quite perplexed. I thought I’d be a teacher; Then I thought I’d learn to sing; Soon I thought I’d be a stenographer Or, well—most anything. One whole year passed the calendar I seemed a little older, I’m learning now to study And in games a little bolder. Another season over And I’m a junior now, I want to finish school right here And make my little bow. I feel I’ve had enough of it I can’t go on much more, Our books are getting harder. And it all seems such a bore. Time changes our opinions, Strange as it may seem, And right here my previous thoughts I want now to redeem. I am quite a grown up lady And soon to graduate, I want to leave this message Before it is too late. I’m looking backwards, dear ones, And my heart seems so to grieve, ’Cause at the closing of this year I KNOW I’LL HATE TO LEAVE. —Annamae Hoff. 75 PHOENICIAN SOPHOMORE WORLD CRUISE Indians? No, Sopho- more girls. A few steps and we are much farther North in the cold steppes of Russia. Now let us go on a sea voyage, look at the fierce (?) pirates. “Peg-leg” Butler is really cynical. Then we see our modern seamen with Jack Henderson and Gordon Evans at their head. Now we are in Arabia, some sheiks I'd say. It’s Soph- omore Book Week, excel- lent show. PHOENICIAN The dramatic section of this book is opened with a drawing of the Roxy Theater in New York- City. It suggests the plays which as presented each year in our own high school auditorium. The plots of these plays are built up slowly upon the opening lines. ‘'He knew himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.”—Milton. PHOENICIAN “David Garrick’’ Notice the torturing of “poor Smitty” by the hero, Dick Stew- art. With the combined forces of the five it is a wonder some- thing didn’t give. The strain was a bit hard on poor Smitty, so they said in rehearsals, but he is still seen about the school minus his wig. Here are three feminine characters of our play. The one at the left is friend Jean, but Miss Stitt isn’t always so serious. Next, in the center, is “trueto-life” Neafie. Helen is seen here as she is usually seen, smiling. Now Louise Ky- ler portraying the sophisticated woman of yesteryears. Here we are. Here's Garrick himself, played by none other than Dicky. Dick portrays the part of Garrick quite well, but Bobby Roundsley steals attrac- tion in his portrayal of the but- ler. With all his makeup, we’d all be proud to hire him. Here’s Helen again, scooping the camera, with her everlasting smile. Imagine Byers showing “Neafie” anything, but there it is, in that picture. With her personality, we may someday see her smile before the world. Walt, as the befuddled old fath- er. characterized his part in an excellent manner. Oh! If it isn’t young Neafie again! I didn’t know she bought out “The Phoenician”, but you know things will hap- pen. Poor Dick! Imagine his embarrassment: but then it had to be done. The scene went over well anyway. Strain your eyes, and you might recognize the picture at the bottom. Well anyway, that’s young Jimmie, who, in accordance with the others, played his part most excellentlv. Tsh! Tsh! Since this is “me”, the author, don’t take me seri- ously, but you know, this is my chance to write something good for myself. 78 PHOENICIAN “Little Women” Everyone seems very happy about the “blessed event” which has just occurred al- though “Kat” Swank doesn’t seem to understand all these rapid happenings in “Little Women”. The Brookes, that is, Anna 'Stenger and “Kitty” Rogers, have just announced the birth of twins, two little Brookes, a boy and a girl. A nice, quiet evening at home with the Marches. Mr. March, Jane Townsend appears to be deeply interested in the large book, while Mrs. March, Sara Margaret Jones, is indus- triously knitting. All this is lighted by the warm beams from an old-fashioned oil lamp. My, what a poor, mistreated old lady you are, Rosemary! Why can’t you be more sympa- thetic, “Kat”, instead of assum- ing that haughty expression? Says Auntie, “You want to bor- row money from me when you know how hard the times are. Well, here it is.” That’s really kind of you, Auntie. Let’s listen in on “Kat” Swank and “Phil” Engelhart. “Kat”: I-er-well, it’s this way—you see— “Phil”: Yes, Laurie. Kat”: I-belong to—I mean —I love you. “Phil”: Yes, Laurie. And they lived happily ever after. Oh, look at the flowers Betty Kyler, I mean, Professor Bhaer, is giving Miss Campbell. What a transformation in these girls! Why, we’d hardly recognize them, especially this Professor Bhaer with her German accent. 79 PHOENICIAN “DAVID GARRICK” Keeping a set standard for excellency in dramatic productions is hard for any professionals, but all those who admired our Junior play were just as spontaneous in their praise of the recent “David Garrick,” acted before a creditable house on April 26, 1932. Much effort and time was consumed in assuring success for our last play. The well-turned stage craft was due to the admirable efforts of our “Jack-of-all-trades,” Miss Greer, who taking time from her librarian duties devoted her energies to making polished products of the rough, Senior dramatic material. Aiding along the lines of stage lay-out was our art teacher, Mr. Mealy who performed a creditable job in making the stage an Eighteenth century drawing room. From the student body Fred Wyman and Jack Benford did yeomen’s work, the former as the brains and muscle of a real stage-manager and Jack as the untir- ing Business manager. Now to the play itself—“David Garrick” is taken from life and was written by T. W. Robertson as a tribute to that great man and Shakespearean actor, David Garrick. The leading roles were well turned in by Richard Stewart as Garrick; Walter Byers, Simon Ingot; his beautiful, yet charming daughter Ada, Helen Neafach; and lastly, James Gurley as the irresponsive English gentleman of the day, Squire Chivy. Simon Ingot, a benevolent parent, had fixed his mind for his daugh- ter’s marriage to the dashing, gambling young Squire Chivy, by lead- ing her into a life of cultural seclusion. One unfortunate day for Simon, Ada on a visit to her Aunt attended the Drury Theater where she saw the impassioned Garrick at his apex. She conceived an immense infatuation for him, and he, unknown to her returned her maiden love. Simon was set afire at this intrusion upon Ada’s waning love for Squire Chivy. Being a man of action, Simon interviewed the actor, and they decided on a party with rude actions. The party resulted in a real farce scene. But Garrick discovered that the girl is none other than his secret passion. Since he had given his vow, both as a gentleman and an actor—he nobly fulfilled his task. Ada’s love saw through the per- fect acting, and gradually made her father refuse Chivy’s request; she even forced him to go so far as to ask Garrick to marry her. Dramatis Personae David Garrick........... Simon Ingot............. Ada Ingot............... Squire Chivy............ Mr. Jones............... Mr. Smith............... Mr. Brown............... Mrs. Smith.............. Miss Araminta Brown..... George (Garrick’s Valet) Thomas.................. Richard Stewart ....Walter Byers Helen Neafach ...James Gurley .Howard Hoffman ....Harlan Smith .....Ronald Peel .......Jean Stitt ....Louise Kyler .....George Tarr . Robert Rounsley 30 PHOENICIAN “LITTLE WOMEN” Having the double incentive of desiring to please a large house of guests and of wishing to raise money to send a Girl Reserve delegate to the camp of that organization at Kiski, resulted in one of the “superla- tives” of our school’s dramatic history. Under the untiring hands of our dramatic instructor, Miss Margaret Greer, a commendable cast was wielded into shape to present that old, but still lovable, “Little Women”. This play was distinctly minus the masculine touch so if you have won- dered where some of the girls of our “Alma Mater” got their bass voices, you may now lay it to the fact that they were male impersonators. The story is one that contains its full measure of pathos but it sat- isfies all who have a need for a “live happy ever after” ending. Re- volving around that pillar of American life, the home, it portrays to us in vivid snatches Civil War America. The fourth wall from a modest New England dwelling is torn away and from our point of view we see how fate treated the March family who owned that home. Mr. March obeying a patriotic impulse entered the Union Services and while at Washington became dangerously ill. Mrs. March was able to go to his side through money grudgingly given by the ill-tempered Aunt March. Her departure left to the four sisters at a tender age the re- sponsibility of adults. However the one sister, Beth was a chronic in- valid, and after giving to the family her bright philosophy toward life died soon after the convalescent Mr. March returned from the army. Larry, a neighboring boy who won his way into the hearts of all the sisters, began to think seriously of love, though he could not at first choose between the artistic Amy and the literary Jo. It was Meg who first succumbed to the allurements of a certain Mr. John Brooke. The infatuation which a German Professor Bhaer held for the talented Jo forced Laurie to succumb to Amy’s potent charms. The double wed- ding, which followed, plus the arrival of twins in the Brooke family climaxed a happy parenthood for the Marches, and an enjoyable even- ing for the audience. Excellent acting brought out the true over tones of a real Production. Dramatis Personae Mr. March—Quite a man, we may say, Jane Townsend. Mrs. March—Age is no insight to the maternalism of Sara Margaret Jones. Meg—Attractively sophisticated bo a “winning” degree was Kathryn Rodgers. Jo—A future Maude Adams was uncovered in the well done portrayal of Louise Berkebile. Beth—Sweetness of characterization was much in evidence, Anna Mary Campbell. Amy—Depicting the charm of an artistic temperament comes natural to Phyllis Engelhart. Aunt March—Are you always such a cross-patch, Auntie Rosemary Sharpe Mr. Lawrence—It takes a lady to imitate a gentleman, Mary Alice Bidelman. Laurie—It may be hard to conceal your boyish impulses, Mary K. Swank. Professor Bhaer—There’s “German” back in the family, Betty Kyler. John Brooke—You had it in you, to be the gallant, Anna Stenger. Hannah Mullet—You would always be hired, Virginia Eckel. Given the 29th of January, 1932, in the school auditorium. 81 PHOENICIAN At the top of the panel is a picture of Anna Sten- ger, Virginia Eckel, and Jean Stitt. These three girls deserve mention for the large amount of work they did in the Faculty, Senior, and Agenda sec- tions of the “Phoenician.” Below is a picture of the Juniors who fill the chief positions on the “Yodler” staff. They are Daniel Wertz, Merrill Sager, Ann Mary Waters, Helene Dobrick, and Donald Ham- ilton. At the bottom is a picture of the class Ed- itors of the “Phoenician.” They are Vera Potter, Anna Mosholder, and Ada Kauffman. JOURNALISTS PHOENICIAN The new Waldorf-Asto- ria Htel is an excellent example of a large organ- ization which is working to benefit the public as well as itself. It is the purpose of all organiza- tions in the school to be of benefit to their mem- bers and to the school. They continually try to develop, to become more efficient, and to have every member actively working toward higher aims. The organizations of the school are ever “Building as the heavens roll Something large, and strong, and free.” —J. W. Chadwick 83 WALDORF-ASTORIA HOTEL PHOENICIAN PHOENICIAN STAFF Richard Stewart, Herman Rodstein, Harlan Smith, Walter Byers, Ronald Peel, James Gurley, Virginia Eckel, Anna Stenger, Jean Stitt, Jack Benford, George Tarr, Gladys Momberger, Ada Kauffman, Vera Potter, William Kintner, Louise Kyler, Albert Stock, Millard Kaminsky, Jack Zimmerman, Annamae Hoff, Anna Mosholder, Ethel Shomo, Helen Neafach, Florence Orner, Sara Head. 84 PHOENICIAN GIRL RESERVE CABINET Louise Kyler, Ann Mary Waters, Sara Margaret Jones, Louise Ber- kebile, Mary Catherine Swank, Jane Townsend, Jean Stitt, Elizabeth Kyler, Anna Stenger. 85 PHOENICIAN Boys’ Club The Boys’ Club is the largest organization of boys in the school, since nearly every boy is a member. A meeting is held every two weeks in the auditorium. It is easy to see what an influence this club can have on the school. So Mr. Mcllnay, faculty advisor, and Mark Marshall, president, have attempted to make it a valuable and enjoyable club as well as a large one. The other officers are Charles Miller, vice president, and Clarence Hammerle, secretary-treasurer. The first action taken by the club was the initiating of the Fresh- men. This was most amusing and enjoyable to all but the Freshmen. Later programs were put on by the classes, each class in its turn. This plan proved to be very successful; many of these programs were most enthusiastically received by the club. Several prominent men ad- dressed the boys during the year. Among them were Dr. George W. Nicely, Attorney Mayer, Rev. Henry, and Tom Nokes. 86 PHOENICIAN Student Council The establishment, stabilization, and application of democracy among the students of the school is the purpose of the Student Council. In accomplishing this, the council has many duties, most of which per- tain particularly to the students. In fact, we are indebted to the coun- cil for several things—the music in the gym each noon, for instance. The council also sponsored the sale of football and basketball season tickets, and strove to promote interest in track since the advent of the new track around the recreation field. Since the organization is still in the experimental period in the school, too much should not be expected of it now. But with the backing of the faculty and the students, a stronger organization is expected in the future. 87 PHOENICIAN The Yodiet This year, the journalistic ability of the Juniors displayed itself in the publication of a “bigger and better” school newspaper: It changed from the news-magazine type, which had been published for two years. The paper this year was a four column, four page newspaper sheet sim- ilar to the newspapers of larger schools. Miss Esenwein, as faculty advisor, directed the management of the publication. Daniel Wertz very capable performed the duties of editor-in-chief. Under him, a large staff was appointed. This staff was organized in such a way that every possibe source of news could be covered every three weeks. Eary in October appeared the first issue containing very interesting and timely articles. But lack of funds greatly hindered this ambitious pro- gram. Too few pupils paid their budget to print another issue, so the Juniors proved themselves resourceful. They began distributing mime- graphed news sheets. In spite of financial difficulties, four large issues were printed during the year; there were also four issues mimeo- graphed. During the latter part of the year several Sophomores were added to the staff. The chief positions on the staff were filled by Jun- iors, a s follows: Editor-in-chief, Daniel Wertz; managing editor, Merrill Sager; assistant manager, Margaret Waters; head news run editor, Helene Dobrick; business manager, Donald Hamilton. 88 PHOENICIAN Hi-Y Club The Hi-Y Club is a group of live boys, banded together to strive toward high ideals. Their purpose is to create, maintain, and extend throughout the school and community high standards of Christian char- acter. The club members seek to accomplish their purpose by united action as well as by individual endeavor. Each Monday noon, the boys meet with Mr. Tomb, faculty advisor for the club; they eat lunch to- gether and have a business meeting afterwards. There is opportunity for the members to cooperate with other Hi-Y clubs of the city in reach- ing their aim. The club successfully undertook one large project this year which definitely stamped it as a benefit to the whole school. This movement, known as “Move-Up Forward week”, enabled every boy in the school to have a conference with some outstanding Johnstown man concern- ing his future occupation, if he so desired. The project was a great success. The club formed a basketball team which played Hi-Y teams from Altoona, Blairsvile, Southmont, and Ferndale. In the inter-club foul- shooting contest, they won second place. Frank Howells and “Perry” Wainger captured the ping-pong championship of Westmont. George Tarr, Edward Hoffman and Frank Howells represented the club at the convention in Pittsburg. The officers during the year were: President, Richard Stewart; vice-president, Ronald Peel: secretary, Jack Benford; treasurer, Daniel Wertz. 89 PHOENICIAN The Biology Club “Spring is here” was my first thought on waking one moi’n. Then, as if in proof, the sun began shining most brightly; a multitude of birds were chirping; and the sight of bursting buds, sprigs, and grass was evident in surrounding Nature. A second thought, born of the first, came upon my newly-wakened brain. “School would not be indoors all day, but out seeing nature with knowing eyes, that is under the super- vision of an expert naturalist, Miss Canan.” The class waited eagerly, ihe word was given, and we trooped out joyfully. A happier class could not be found. A stroll into nature’s treasure house put the class on the alert and with our wide awakened interest, nature unfolded its secrets before us. An activity not only beneficial and necessary but also pleasant and thoroughly enjoyed by us all—The Biology Club. 90 PHOENICIAN The French Club “Parlez-vous Francais?” “Oui, mais peut-etre non si bien.” (Yes, but perhaps not so well). Then go to French Club, for its purpose it to make it “tres bien” (very well) and this year has seen more action and work towards this point than usual. Starting out, the club elected as officers Anna Sten- ger, president; Don Hamilton, vice-president, and Edward Hoffman, secretary-treasurer. They have had a number of meetings since then, and the members have had considerable amusement out of them. Es- pecially has this been so in the “petite pieces” that have been presented from time to time. At first the membership consisted of second year students; since then, however, the French I students have been admit- ted, after having completed a semester of French. We can easily see that a Club of this sort is of great benefit in creating more interest in French wherever it is taught. 91 PHOENICIAN The Orchestra Whether martial or plaintive, the strains of the orchestra are al- ways welcome. In assembly, at plays, and in many other places, the orchestra responds with appropriate music. Under Miss Gray’s direc- tion, the number of members has more than doubled, and the quality of the music has increased still more. This year the orchestra entered the Forensic League Contest in Class B. The required contest number was Mozart’s “G Minor Sym- phony.” The “Egyptian Ballet” was the selected number. Easily winning the County Championship from Ebensburg, the orchestra rep- resented the county in the Central State elimination at State College. Again the orchestra was victorious. The State Championship contest at Pittsburgh came next. Playing against three 'other orchestras, that of Westmont-U. Y. placed second. It lost to the excellent orchestra of Aspinwall. During the year, the orchestra played for several organizations of Johnstown and Westmont. Although several members will be lost by graduation, their places will be taken by next year’s Freshmen. 92 PHOENICIAN Mixed Glee Club That group, whose lovely strains of music float to us occasionally in classes, is none other than our Mixed Glee Club under the excellent supervision of Miss Gray. The club entered the Forensic League Con- test in Class B, and winning in Johnstown, went to Ebensburg, where they carried away first place in the county contest. Substantial hopes at State College gained second place for them in the district elimina- tion. Besides participating in contests, the Mixed Glee Club has en- tertained in assembles and for organizations in the city. By constant cooperation with this club, Miss Gray has greatly raised the music stand- ing in our school. 93 PHOENICIAN Girls’ Choral Club This group of songsters containing forty of the voices of our school has seen to a close a very successful season. Entering the Forensic League Contest in class B, they easily won honors in the Johnstown group. With soaring aspirations, they met Ebensburg and won the county laurels. On Friday, the fifteenth of April, the girls traveled to State College with hopes of success in the district eliminations. With six Girls’ Choral Clubs competing, Westmont U. Y. received second place, losing to Tyrone High School by the scant margin of three points. Much credit for the success of the club is due to Miss Gray’s capability in directing them. 04 PHOENICIAN Boys’ Glee Club The Boys’ Glee Club is a noteworthy outlet of the musical talent of the masculine element of Westmont-Upper Yoder High School. Con- sisting of forty boys, it gives its members and all who hear it—an insight and appreciation of the beauty to be found in music. Although the club entered the Forensic League Contest in Class B, it was not success- ful. However, led by Miss Gray, the boys have emerged with some re- markably talented soloists, besides a well-balanced chorus. Showing the same cooperation and interest next year, the Club should be a great- er success. 95 PHOENICIAN Press Club In the middle of the year, a group of pupils interested in journal- ism, attended the Pennsylvania State Press Association convention at Pittsburgh. Upon returning, they expressed the conviction that some form of press club could and should be organized. Accordingly, a con- stitution was drawn up, and the new organization was started. The Press Club promotes all journalistic activities in the school. It cooperates and helps the publication staffs in every way possible. It is a factor for the development of high standards of journalism in the school. The high school’s participation in the state press association is one policy of this club. It strives to articulate the interest of the student body in journalism. It also has taken it upon itself to sponsor articles in the city papers whenever anything takes place in the school which would be worthy of the attention of the community. Though the club has had little time this year for accomplishments, other than a well planned organization, it is felt that next year it will add to its present influential place in the school. The number of persons in the club is limited, so it may be consid- ered real honor to be selected as a member. Miss McGann is the faculty advisor, and Miss Esenwein and Miss Kantner are co-advisors. A whole- hearted spirit of cooperation marks the work of the members in the club’s activities. The students who form the club this year are: Sen- iors, Anna Stenger, Walter Byers, Harlan Smith; Juniors, Margaret Waters, Peggy Hoerle, Helene Dobrick, George Lyons, Daniel Wertz, Charles Miller; Sophomores, Helene Davis, Lilian Battell, John Werry. 96 PHOENICIAN Debating Team This year the debaters were confronted with the timely but formid- able proposition: “Resolved that the several states should enact legis- lation providing for compulsory unemployment insurance.” Reading and gathering material on the subject was the first task of the debaters. Once accumulated, the material was put into the form of a written con- struction speech. This speech, ten minutes long, was memorized, and then rebuttal and more rebuttal was prepared. At last the debaters were ready to go forth into the fray. As in former years, the West- miont-Upper Yoder Debating Teams entered the Forensic League Con- tests which are held annually. In this, our teams were not as success- ful as usual. They won only two out of eight debates. Both teams lost the first debate to Conemaugh by 2-1 scores. The affirmative then dropped a 2-1 decision to Franklin; but on the same day, the negative team won 3-0 from Franklin. In the next debate, the affirmative team again lost a 2-1 decision; this time to Southmont. The negative team won 3-0 from the Southmont affirmative 'on the same day. Both teams dropped 3-0 decisions to Ferndale, the county champions. Although our debaters were not so successful, they showed a challenging spirit of determination, as well as a sportsmanlike attitude in defeat. 97 PHOENICIAN Reading upwards: Ed- die Hoffman, Louise Da- vis ,and John Henneke, all members of that racket, cheer-leading. Let us merely call them the leather-lungecf leaders of lusty cheers. Whether winning or losing, morale is boosted through the medium of cheers led by this peppy trio. 98 CHEER LEADERS PHOENICIAN One of the most im- portant events of the school year was the dedi- cation of the new recrea- tion field. Accordingly, the athletic section of our book is opened' with a drawing of a football stadium. One of the chief aims of athletics is to give the pupils an opportunity to enjoy the benefits of healthful exercise, to build themselves physi- cally; or as Young has ex- pressed it, “Each man makes his own stature, builds himself.’’ 99 FOOTBALL STADIUM PHOENICIAN FOOTBALL SQUAD Skyrocket! Sizz! Boom! Rah! What was that? Just an echo reverberating from that memorable Ferndale football game. Who could forget the Ferndale game with the team coming back to win after trailing 7-0, or the quickly gained 13 point lead of the Somerset game or any game—well except the Black Friday when the team fell before Blairsville. With the dedication of the new field, the best in the district, and the winning of seven out of eight games it was a banner year for West- mont-U. Y. Enthusiasm ran high and a greater attendance at games was realized than ever before. The team developed into a smooth functioning machine that gave evidence of eleven-man team work at all times. In spite of its one lone defeat the team will go down in his- tory as one of the best to represent the school. Reminiscence of the 1931 season: Zip, there goes a forward! Who’s under it? Why “Tommy” El- lis of course. There he goes down under a punt and he’s got him. That was Millard Kaminsky. The old cry, “Who’s got him?” and it’s nobody other than “Bill” Kintner throwing a back for a two-yard loss. There are five men in the opponents’ backfield; but no that’s just Fred “Windy” Wendroth stopping a play before it starts. Look at that hole open up! No wonder. Freddie Wyman, the squd’s strong man has his shoulder to the wheel. Somewhere in the mud and rain we hear someone cheerfully call- ing, “What a night for football.” It sounds strangely like Dave Miller. The plays’s winging out wide and the opposing end comes dashing in only to be stopped short by the interference. Nice block “Charlie” Labe. 100 PHOENICIAN A crash and a grunt and the plunging fullback stops. What’s the reason? Why “Baron” Zimmerman, of course. Down under the pile, tangled in a maze of arms and legs, is Cap- tain Tarr, right in the center of things. Calling signals, passing, running, and tackling, and doing them all well enough to earn all county mention; that must be “Tags” Marshall. Where’s the ball? Oh! there it is; it’s a reverse, and “Ronnie” Peel is off for a touchdown. He’s through the line; now they’ve got him. No they don’t, he’s loose and away for a thirty yard gain. That was “Normy” Wilner car- rying the ball. Through the center, off tackle, on around end, no matter where the ball went Lewis Foy was right there leading the interference. “Line the field,” “Get me a shoelace,” “Have you got my chewing gum,” “Water,” and a hundred other demands constantly assailed the ears of our industrious Manager, Ray Benshoff. No task was too great or two small for “Benny.” FOOTBALL GAMES After a parade of automobiles through the borough and township and short ceremonial addresses by Mr. Kelly, president of the school board, and Mr. Sharp, supervising principal of the school, our opening game with Lilly High School got under way. Outside of a few minor mixups on the part of the officials, the game was played rather smoothly for an opener. The game ended with Westmont-Upper Yoder on the long end of a score of 41-42. The following week with all the new boys initiated into gridiron sport, we journeyed to St. Michael to play Adams township. Many back- ers of the team said this was Westmont’s most nearly perfect game. We wion this game 42-0. Our third game was with Dale High School. The game was marred by numerous injuries. It was a rather long drawn out encounter, in which all the reserve men of our team saw action. We were victorious by a score of 46-0. Now for Westmont-Upper Yoder’ annual game with Ferndale played on the point stadium. Before the game had been underway eight minutes the score was 7-0, Ferndale. This was the first time the Red and Gray were behind thus far in the season. But you can’t stop last, smooth team work; by the first half with a pass from Marshall to Ellis and an extra point, the score was deadlocked. In the second half our boys came back to score another touchdown and win the game by a score of 13-7. After defeating Ferndale our rejoicing was short-lived when a small, fast Blairsville team met and defeated our boys by a 0-10 score and ruined our hopes of an undefeated season. With the sting of defeat the Red and Gray began to play its old type of fotball once again and ran roughshod over the strong Ebensburg- Cambria team by a score of 50-0. On Armistice day our boys met the crack Somerset High team fresh from its victory over Ferndale. Somerset was much larger and heavier than our boys but it wasn’t long before the Hilltoppers showed some real football playing and carried home the laurels by a score of 20-7. Our last game of the season and the last game of high school foot- ball for Zimmerman, Tarr, Peel, Kaminsky, Wyman, Kintner, and Mar- shall, was played at the Point Stadium with Conemaugh. Our boys started off early in the game to score points and when the smoke of the battle had risen we were ahead 27-7. 10 L PHOENICIAN The Boys’ Basketball Season With only two lettermen, Capt. Kaminsky and “Tags” Marshall, reporting for practice, Coach Engh developed a mediocre team, win- ning eleven of nineteen starts. The team, although small, developed into a fast and quick thinking quintet. The season began disastrously for the “Red and Gray” cagers, who lost their first two starts. Blairsville defeated our basketeers in a poorly played game. Both teams had trouble in finding the basket. Mr. Engh used several combi- nations but with little success. The final score ending 14-17 in favor of Blairsville. When the boys returned from college for Christmas, they picked a team and defeated the Engh proteges by a score of 24-27. During the Christmas holidays a fast stepping team was formed after many shifts, to defeat Johnstown Central High in an exciting extra period, by the score 35-28. The last few minutes of the game were breath taking. In the extra period Westmont-U. Y. seemed to score at will. A stubborn Southmont team came to our Gym to give the “Red and Gray” basketeers a battle. The superiority of the Westmont team subdued the plucky Southmonters by a score 24-12. 102 PHOENICIAN Ferndale invaded Westmont to wipe off the defeat in football with a victory by a score 18-21. The game ran neck-in-neck until the last three minutes when Ferndale forged ahead and remained there. With a strong defensive play featuring, the Westmont-Upper Yoder team defeated the Ebensburg-Cambria team by a score of 22-11. The “Red and Gray” passers functioned so well that the visitors got but three points in the last half of play. Handicapped by the absence of Capt. Kaminsky, the Westmont- Upper Yoder passers turned the tables on Franklin High in a fast and interesting game. Westmont managed to retain the lead throughout the game. Prepared for stiffer opposition than they received Westmont-Upper Yoder downed their neighboring Southmont rivals, the final tally being 28-15. Johnstown High evened the score with the “Red and Gray” quin- tet in a loose battle. Faulty ball handling and missed shots kept the score low, being 16-13. Westmont made its annual Maryland debut by subduing Beall High to a 43-31 defeat. The first half was close with the “Red and Gray” ahead, but in the second half the Westmonters broke loose. The second tussle of the tour opened with the Allegany cagers rolling up a big lead. Throughout the remainder of the game the Westmont passers outplayed the Maryland state champs, but the early lead was too big to overcome. 32-45. The Westmont-Upper Yoder basketeers returned home to register a second defeat over the Franklin quintet. The game was in the bag from the start, ending with the score 34-17. Blairsville continued to hold their jinx over Westmont by defeat- ing them 20-18. Throughout the game there was a close tussle, and in the fourth period the game developed into a nip-and-tuck affair. Westmont-Upper Yoder, the underdog, sprang a surprise by rally- ing in the second half to topple Ferndale 19-18. The “Red and Gray” cagers overcame a nine point lead and won the game in the last two minutes of play. Just when the team seemed to be hitting its winning stride, Ebens- burg called a halt by defeating the local cagers in an extra period, 24-26. The contest was loosely played with both teams alternating for the lead. The Westmonters reached the pinnacle when they defeated the crack Allegany quintet by the score 39-35. The surprising speed and remarkable accuracy of the Engh proteges were the high spots of the game. The game was very close and intensely interesting. A wild Westmont team let loose in an eleventh hour rally to defeat Beall High 29-27. Being ahead throughout the game, Westmont-Upper Yoder was pushed to the rear in the last period. With less than a min- ute to play, the boys of Coach Engh let loose to score seven points and a victory. In the Saint Francis’ tournament held at Loretta, Pennsylvania, the “Red and Gray” passers broke even, winning from New Florence 45-19, and losing to Ferndale 24-35. The team displayed a fighting spirit at all times and is to be con- gratulated for its creditable record. Letters were awarded to Captain Kaminsky, Mark Marshall, Harold Neafach, Frank Howells, Norman Wilner, Herman Rodstein, and Captain-elect, Tom Ellis. 103 PHOENICIAN G-ave their best I-n the fight to win, R-eady to start L-unging in,—with S-peed and vim. B-askets A-plenty S-portsmen all K-eeping up Spirit E-ncouraging all T-o believe that B-asketball is A-sport, played for L-ove of the game, and L-oyalty to school. 104 GIRLS’ BASKETBALL PHOENICIAN The girls’ basketball team this year was rather unfortunate. Most of the girls were new players, and they worked hard with their coach, Miss Elizabeth Greer. But, in spite of their best efforts, they lost to their eight strong opponents. Fast playing did bring about close mar- gins in several hard-fought games. The co-captains—Virginia Eckel at side-center and Louise Kyler at guard—displayed excellent ability in their respective positions. Hav- ing been team mates for two years, they were able to help greatly in keeping down their opponents margin. It is unfortunate that these as- sets must be lost to next season’s team. Jane Townsend and Julia Moran did their share against their opponents as forwards. Fortun- ately, they’ll have another chance next season. Later in the season the triple threat “man’—“Kat” Swank was shifted from her original position as center to forward, and when needed she also played guard. Her vacant berth at center was efficiently filled by Barbara Hager. For the first part of the season Jean Stitt filled the position of guard; how- ever, Sara Lewis played at that position during the latter part of the season. Ruth Thomas and Dora Bowers also played guard at various times during the course of the year. Another player from last year, Louise Berkebile, spent part of her time at center and part at guard. For part of the time “Babe” Hannan played at forward, but near the close of the season she was transferred to side-center. “Billy” McClin- tock substituted at side-center from time to time. At times, Jean Barn- hart did her bit at center. The business end was capably managed by Anna Stenger, who arranged a satisfactory schedule and smoothed out the wrinkles on her end of the job. The girls who received their letters this year are as follows: Julia Moran, Jane Townsend, Mary C. Swank, Barbara Hager, Virginia Eckel, Mary L. Hannan, Louise Kyler, Sarah Lewis, Jean Stitt, Ann Stenger. GIRLS’ BASKETBALL 1931-1932 Westmont-U. Y. 15 Franklin 19 Westmont-U. Y. 15 Ebensburg 31 Westmont-U. Y. 15 Ferndale 15 Westmont-U. Y. '17 Windber 45 Westmont-U. Y. 15 Windber 27 Westmont-U. Y. 3 Franklin 18 Westmont-U. Y. 25 Ebensburg 26 Westmont-U. Y. 6 Ferndale 8 105 PHOENICIAN Track Track, formerly a neglected sport, is rapidly coming to the front since the completion of the new athletic field. The opening of the sea- son found a record-sized squad on hand for the preliminary workouts. After a month’s practice an inter-class track meet was run off with much success. The Seniors proved their superiority by amassing 691 2 points to top their nearest rivals, the Juniors who gathered a total of 351 2 points. From the inter-class winners a varsity was selected to repre- sent the school in competition with local rivals. The regular schedule of the team includes the Junior College Meet, Point Stadium; University of Pittsburgh Inter-scholastic Meet, Pitt Stadium; the Cambria County Meet, Ebensburg; and the District Six Meet, Atloona. 106 PHOENICIAN Varsity Club Each year there is formed an organization that is composed wholly of boys who have earned varsity letters. The much coveted member- ship to this club is earned by upholding Westmont-Upper Yoder in ser- vices on the gridiron, basketball floor, or cinder track. The manager who looks after the teams and equipment ,and the cheer leader are en- titled to membership. The Varsity Club, although in the nature of an honorary association, has for its purpose the maintenance of the stand- ards and value of clean living, clean playing, and cooperation lying behind the varsity letter. The officers for the year are: Mark Marsall, president; George Tarr, vice president; Ronald Peel, secretary; and Louis Foy, treasurer. Members for the past year are as follows: Mark Marshall, Ron- ald Peel, Louis Foy, George Tarr, David Miller, William Kintner, Mil- lard Kaminsky, William Diamond, Raymond Benshoff, Fred Wyman, Charles Labe, Jack Zimmerman, Fred Wendroth, Tom Ellis, Norman Wilner, Edward Hoffman, Frank Howells, Herman Rodstein, and Har- old Neafach. 107 PHOENICIAN 1. Keep going, Wyman, you’re winning—a speedy race around our track with “Freddie” Wyman in the lead. 2. A fast start (note “Normie” Wilner’s mouth)—wonder where they're going in such a hurry. 3. Some of the “Mercuries” jogging around the track to loos- en up. This is an aerial photograph from the roof of the school building. 108 NEW VIEWS PHOENICIAN “High growths of iron, slender, strong, light, splendidly Uprising toward clear skies —Walt Whitman Pointing upward to the round arch of the sky, sometimes reaching through the cloud's, the skyscraper spurns the low levels of the ground. The slender, light shaft of wit, the strong beam of laughter, support the pressure of routine and carry the spirit of humans above the dark clouds “toward clear skies.” 109 SKYSCRAPER PHOENICIAN UNOFFICIAL SCHOOL CALENDAR OF 1932 Aug. 31.—First day of school; important juniors, sophisticated sopho- mores, and timid freshies meet Mr. Underwood, our new principal. Sept. 4.—School closes for Labor Day. Of course every labor must have its day. Sept. 8.—Back again. Sept. 26.—New athletic field, one of the best in Pennsylvania, dedicated. Very successful dedication as our football team, attired in new uniforms, beat Lilly to the tune of 41-to-12. Oct. 2.—Football team trimmed Adams Township at Lovett 41-0. Mar- shall denomstrated his educated toe by kicking 6 straight extra points. Smooth, I should say. Oct. 7.—Frightened freshies get the treat of their lives. Boys’ Club initiation. Pretty hot for the freshies. Oct. 9.—First assembly program. Rev. Heist gives a splendid talk on Columbus day. Oct. 12.—First report cards. Many tears shed. Looking forward to next month. Oct. 15.—Let’s all give three cheers. Beat Ferndale in a night game at the point, 13-7. Miost cherished victory of the year. Big crowd. Lots of excitement. Oct. 16.—Miss Gray puts on a musical program. Fine work, Miss Gray. Following the program the spacious auditorium is relieved for another week. All out for institute. Oct. 26.—Return to slavery. Weary looking teachers but not half so bad as the students. Oct. 29.—Group pictures taken for the Phoenician. Hectic day. Any- way we get out of several classes. Oct. 30.—Blairsville trims our lusty team 10-0. Whitewashed but not heartbroken. Everyone turns out in grand style for Hallowe’en cele- bration. Did you see that skeleton? Busy day, eh what? Nov. 6.—Rabbi Simon gives a stirring dramatization on Armistice Day. Nov. 10.—Politely dismissed to observe Armistice Day. Nov. 11.—Showed our appreciation by trimming the highly touted Somerset “11” in a night game at the Point. Plenty of excitement! Nov. 12—School is again opened for all studious pupils. Nov. 20—Sophs observe National Book Week by conducting a world tour of books in the gym as an assembly program. Noble undertaking. Nov. 25.—More good news. Thanksgiving arrives. Few more days of loafing. Nov. 30.—After spending four days in oasis of turkey, we re-enter bar- ren desert for another four weeks. Dec. 4.—Alfred Sobditch explains to the student body how paper is made. We’re always willing to learn. Dec. 11.—Attorney Kintner speaks to us on the “Integrity of Our Indus- trial Situation.” Dec. 18.—Christmas program in the auditorium. Open our Basket- ball season in a rather inauspicious fashion by letting Blairsville trim us again. 110 PHOENICIAN Dec. 22.—Mr. Underwood informs us that we may go home now and not come back for another week. Plenty of applause greets this an- nouncement. Jan. 5.—Celebrate our return from Christmas vacation by trimming Johnstown High on their floor. Getting up in this world. Jan. 15.—Let Ferndale get revenge by losing 21-18 on our own floor. Jan. 22.—Examination week—’nuf sed. Jan. 28.—Mr. Bingham gives us a very humorous talk on the value of education. That’s all we get—education. Aren’t we unfortunate? Feb. 4.—Basketball team departed on a little trip to Maryland. Won one and lost one. Not so bad. Feb. 19.—Mrs. Keffer presented a delightful program illustrating Med- ieval times. Members of Medieval History class took part. Feb. 22.—Dick Stewart brought his little camera to school and showed us a few dramatic moments in George Washington’s life. Feb. 23.—Gained revenge on Ferndale by beating them on their floor 19-18. Mar. 4.—Prof. Yoder from Juniata College visited us after a lapse of four years. He sang several humorous Irish tunes, then finished with a talk on “Boys Today.” Mar. 4 and 11.—Beat Beall and Allegany on consecutive Friday games. The Allegany victory was probably the best earned of the season. Mar. 17.—Commercial Law and Problems classes visited Ebensburg. Didn’t realize we had so many nice things in this country? Anyway everyone had a good time. Mar. 18.—Our debate team made their initial appearance on the seas. Despite a bad start they certainly engaged in a great battle when the going was rough. Mar. 24.—Best news since Jan. 5. Easter bunny finally arrives. Mar. 28.—On the evening of March 28, the Girls’ Club presented “Lit- tle Women. Very excellent portrayal. Mar. 29.—Back again. Seems as though vacation lasts about one minute. April 1.—Saw an honest to goodness talking picture in our auditorium. Bell Telephone sponsored an interesting program. No, this wasn’t fools’ day program. April 2.—Made a clean sweep in Forensic League contest at Ebensburg. April 15.—Orchestra and String Quartet won at State College. Didn’t know we had such good musicians in this school. April 22.—Parents’ day. Only wish we could be the spectators and “Daddy” and “Momma” studying Cicero and Trig.” April 28.—Annual Senior class play. With the aid of Miss Greer “David Garrick” was presented to a large crowd, in a very commend- able fashion. May 11.—Our beloved Seniors depart on a good will tour of the capital. Maybe someone will find a cause for this depression in the Treasury building some place. May 15.—Sleepy looking group of Seniors return from their good-will tour of the capital. Gee whiz! We had a “whale” of a time. May 31-June 2.—Life’s not so pleasant now. Final Exams! Too late now. June 3.—School out—will return September, 1932. June 3.—‘Commencement. Ill PHOENICIAN CLASS OF 1932 C—ute Rosie L—ate Benshie A—dorable Kay S—hort Virginia S—tout Ada O—bedient Walter F—lirty Sally T—iny Varner H—uge Freddie 1—die Ethel R—iding Eddie T—ease Gurley Y—outhful Jane T—rying Millard W—illing Ruby O—ptiniistic Gladys Ladies and Gentlemen: ANNOUNCEMENT You will now be driven through the beautiful estate of the Westmont-Upper Yoder High School in a 1932 Senior Ford (Not a model T.) In arranging this trip we have arranged to construct the Ford by means of our beloved seniors. Here we go ! Headlight Jim Gurley and Skids Spot Light Rosie Sharp Back Seat Millard Kaminsky Low Gear Kay Chaplin High Gear Jack Zimmerman Reverse Freddie Wyman Neutral Gladys Momberger Steering Wheel Louise Kyler Rattle Eddie Hoffman Inner Tube Walter Byers Brakes Ruby Ringler Oil Raymond Benshoff Horn Ronnie Peel Spark Jean Stitt Gas Betty Kyler Running Board Anna Stenger Bumper Hyrnie Rodstein Lap Robe Ethel Shomo Speedometer George Tarr Tool Case Abbie Stock Nuts (dropped out) Eva. Sally. Floss, Ada Fire Extinguisher Anna Stutzman Disc Wheels Marie Rhodes, Mossie, Varner, Rounsley Spare Tire Helen Neafach Gas Tank Harlan Smith Differential Jane Giles Cut Out Tags Marshall Engine Annamae Hoff Radiator Mortie Wilner Upholstery Rosanna Berkley Exhaust Robert Hunt Ignition Paul Haynes Body Clyde Kaufman Windshield Cleaner Charles Griffith Clutch Dick Stewart Heater .Tack Benford Choke Paul Cro.vle Side Pocket Virginia Eckel Squeak Vera Potter 112 113 NAME USUALLY SEEN DISLIKES FAV. EXPRESSION AMBITION Jack Benford in the office morning classes take me horne to run an egg plant farm Raymond Benshoff sleeping women let me sleep to be a Sunoco King Rosanna Berkey smiling stout people yes, I will to remain in school Walter Byers studying athletics you and me both to be a prof, of physics Mary Catherine Chaplin copying chemistry flattery heavens alive! to aid the unfortunate Paul Croyle 6th period pool hello, there! to be an optometrist Virginia Eckel eating candy sophistication have a paper to grow Eva Fite typing to graduate don't have any to run a beauty shop Jane Giles with Hoffy dentists Hoffy to be a violin artist Charles Griffith talking studying what's the use? to be a sleuth James Gurley trying to be funny order jimminy-crickets to have loads of money Paul Haynes in H. R. at lunch hour Commercial Law how's that? to be a traveling salesman Sara Elizabeth Head collecting money dates oh shavens to be someone's private secretary Annamae Hoff reading letters from Erie late dates my goodness! to be a good housekeeper Edward Hoffman on top of the desks our president how you was? to invent a moving desk Robert Hunt punching “Coffee” typing where ya going? to farm well Milliard Kaminsky wisecracking street cars take carrots for instance to watch the sun get a haircut Ada Kauffman in her seat being paid that's bad to raise the price of peanuts Clyde Kaufman in the bank farming that's easy to bank Ford's millions William Kintner with his mouth open this country It's immaterial to be an engineer Elizabeth Kyler arguing with Bill to argue oh gee! to nurse little ones Louise Kyler hopping about book reports 1 can’t help it to be a maker of carnations Mark Marshall dreaming of (?) talkative people go way, dog to coach at Notre Dame Gladys Momberger giggling waste baskets no, ma'am to teach reading, riting, and rithmatL Anna Mosholder fixing her hair rouge oh, teacher! to have a home Helen Neafach with candy bag to be teased who told you ? to draw beautiful pictures Florence Orner reciting opposite sex I know to own a new Ford “8 Ronald Peel with Jean basketball oh shucks! to hold 220 yard record Vera Potter at Alwines Gymnastics certainly so to manufacture a good cream cone Marie Rhodes on the farm the he men oh yeh! to sell kimonas Herman Rodstein everywhere walking want to see me hit it? to yank teeth Robert Rounsley frowning books as I was saying to manufacture a good ole lc cigar Ruby Ringler studying French school hours sure I’ll do it to be a woman of good faith Rosemary Sharp writing notes frogs I'll be there to write with either hand Ethel Shomo babbling off the teachers You don’t say to be more ambitious Harlan Smith with Miss McGann being bossed all of which means to edit the N. Y. Times Anna Stenger with Freddie lazy people My soul! to teach anything Richard Stewart taking pictures Latin fizz to follow his dad's footsteps Jean Stitt with Ronnie automobile riding You old devil to teach the art of womanhood Albert Stock in school losing a debate hither, thither to be Pres, of Amer. Bankers Assoc. Anna Stutzman fooling around late hours I guess so to get married George Tarr acting funny our school system oh-nertz to center for Westminster Harry Varner drawing pictures to answer questions Pretty smooth to shoot game Morton Wilner reading school I won't be here anyway to shoot straight Jack Zimmerman with Evelyn Physics zzzzzzzz to sail the seas Fr H Wvmann talking to the women our orchestra well, you see to own a farm in good ole Vermont PHOENICIAN PHOENICIAN CLASS WILL WE BEQUEATH Jack Benford’s saxophone to Harry Poad. Raymond Benshoff’s trips to Sunnygrove to Clyde St. Clair. Rosanna Berkey’s modesty to M. M. Wood. Walter Byer’s girlish figure to Jack Truxal. Kay Chaplin’s winning ways to Della Reed. Paul Croyle’s golf pants to whomever they fit. Ginnie Eckel’s baby talk to Julia Dunn. Eva Fite’s innocence to J. H. Moran. Jane Giles’ giggling habits to Peggy Maley. Charles Griffith’s Dodge to the junkyard. James Gurley’s drawing ability to Mr. Ott. Tiny Haynes’ hair comb to Lenhart Gilbert. Annamae Hoff's mail from Erie to Sara Lewis. Eddie Hoffman’s shortness to John Werry. Bob Hunt’s note writing propensity to Bill Stitt. Millard Kaminsky’s jokes to Justin Miller. Ada Kauffman’s industrious nature to Helen Davis. Clyde Kaufman’s banking disposition to Lewis Stock. Skids Kintner’s gold tooth to Pee Wee Thomas. Betty Kyler’s sweet disposition to Doris Meyers. Louise Kyler’s athletic ability to Bernie Meehan. Tags Marshall’s extra points to the Hi-Y basketball team. Gladys Momberger’s chewing gum to Mr. Wolf. Anna Mosholder’s long curls to Miss McGann. Helen Neafach’s out-of-town friends to Dorothy Watson. Florence Orner’s studious attitude to Lewis Foy. Ronald Peel’s red hair to Marvie Wainger. Vera Potter’s soft voice to Babe Hannan. Marie Rhodes’ absentee slips to Janice Hunter. Hymie Rodstein’s business like manner to Pee Wee Sakmar. Robert Rounsley’s oratory to Harvey Grazier. Ruby Ringler's quietness to Kat Swank. Rosie Sharp’s Latin textbook to Miss Wyman. Ethel Shomo’s boldness to Mary Watts. Harlan Smith’s executive ability to Murray Croyle. Anna Stenger’s height to Janet Geist. Richard Stewart’s camera to Elmer Butler. Jean Stitt’s patience to Anna Jean Truxall. Albert Stock’s debating prowess to Conemaugh, Ferndale, Franklin. Anna Stutzman’s vanity case to Dorothy Getty. George Tarr’s playful pranks to Bob Crichton. Harry Varner’s doe shooting ability to Mr. Underwood. Morton Wilner’s checker playing to the Gas Station. Jack Mack’s library of books to good ol’ W. U. Y. H. S. Fred' Wyman’s little mustache to Robert Mock. We, the Senior Class of 1932 of the W. U. Y. H. S. having been through four years of hard labor, do willfully, barring all grudges and former misrepresentations, declare this to be our last will and testament. 114 PHOENICIAN Autographs 115 ‘‘Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea.” Oliver Wendell Holmes Penn Printing Company (t46 Main St. Johnstown, Penna. «g�