Woodward High School - Boomer Yearbook (Woodward, OK)

Text from Pages 1 - 146 of the 1916 volume:

C6rrrtfnu Most hearty greetings, loyal friends Is the message the Class of Sixteen sends, To parents, who have given us loving care To teachers, watchful of our welfare. And to our school mates kind and true Sincerest greetings we extend to you; When o’er these pages your eyes may pass May you kindly remember the Sixteen Class. Brirtcatfait WE THE CLASS OF NINETEEN HUNDRED SIXTEEN AFFECTION ALLY DEDICATE TO PRINCIPAL E. E. HALLEY THIS THIRD VOLUME OF THE BOOMER Thelma Bradbury Robert Myers Clara Crosno Ross Lake Burris King 6 Ebthmal Staff Editor-in-Chief - - - Associate Editors - - Winona Business Manager - - Assistant Business Manager Society Editor - - - - Joke Editor - - Photo Editor - Staff Adviser - Athletic Editor - Hester Wyand Hunter, Clara Crosno Harry Wilcox Ross Lake Thelma Bradbury Gertrude Hayes Burris King Miss Nelle Roberts Robert Myers Smtrit of (trusters B. F. Evans A. W. Anderson J. L. Miles C. E. Sharp E. J. Healey - First Ward Second Ward Third Ward Fourth Ward Outside Territory ©ffterrs C. E. Sharp A. W. Anderson J. L. Miles - President Vice-President Clerk Alex Geismar - Treasurer (Oritcr of Books I. OUR SCHOOL. II. CLASSES. III. ORGANIZATIONS. IV. ATHLETICS. V. JOKES. ffltss 5srlltr ffinbrrts IN APPRECIATION OF THE SERVICES WHICH SHE HAS PERFORMED IN CONNECTION WITH THE PUBLICATION OF THIS VOLUME OF THE BOOMER WE EXPRESS OUR SINCERE THANKS. Bonk 1 ©ur School CKO. C. WAKEFIELD Superintendent E. E. HALLEY, Principal Science NKLLK ROBERTS English GRACE HAYES L tin and History 12 LAURA BRYANT Domestic Art JOSEPHINE LAWHEAD History and Eng’ish HELEN BROOKS Language 13 (Leu {Reasons jfor (Coming to Ei li. S. You should come to W. H. S. because— 1. The teachers are efficient and capable of giving us the best instruction. 2. The course of study is practical. 3. Graduates will be fully prepared for college. 4. A large attendance and successful work will boost W. II. S. 5. The further development of our educational facilities will make Woodward grow. 6. Students can reach the climax of their high school education by working diligently. 7. A foundation for realizing our highest ambitions may be acquired. 8. Our capacity of “stick-to-it-iveness” can be proved. 9. Opportunities may be seized which otherwise would not come our way. 10. The effective plan of student control is used advantageously. M. F. ’19. lillut’s 111 It a Anir lilltu! Name Teaches Is Has Interested in Never Wakefield Punctuality efficient troubles tuition mentions innumerable books in studv hall Halley Science fortunate a wife her allow “loit- ering” in hall Roberts English just toward a charming her first fails to see all smile class period misspelled words. Lawhead History Charmer of malice toward New forms of Flunks a the zoo none, charity punishment student Mathematics for all Hubbell athlete “wrinkles Track team gets impat- when he ient Hayes Science and History pretty smiles” pleasant ways Freshman bovs Forgets her duty Bryant Household arts good teacher decided opinions Conversational Sorosis Club acepts imperfect work Brooks German and Latin fond of dancing powers, or “Star” classes The boys extends sympathy 15 history af W. %. £ . The history of Woodward High School began about fifteen years. For several years, only two and three years courses were offered, for the enrollment was very small. In 1910 the total enrollment was sixty-three and at the end of the school year, Woodward witnessed the commencement of Woodward High School, from which a class of three girls received diplomas. Prof. Harry O. Buzzaird was Superintendent at this time and also acted in the same capacity for 1911. Athletics were early a part of school activities of W. H. S. and in 1908 a boys’ and girls’ basket ball team were organized. Material has not been lacking, for many of the team-men, who did good work here have displayed noticeable skill in college. In the fall of 1909 the first foot ball team was organized and since that time, the granting of “W’s” to deserving members of these teams have been an incentive to good work. Another avenue of athletics, that is being steadily developed in W. H. S.—that of Track work, was begun in 1910, when the first track team was sent to the Northwestern meet at Alva. Each year, now, representatives are sent to the annual track meet at Norman. Last year, several prizes were carried off by W. H. S. men and this year the team, under the direction of Coach Hubble, is showing great promise. In 1909 a movement for a larger and better equipped building was started by Prof. Bert Langly, then Superintendent of the Woodward City Schools, and other progressive citizens. Owing to the bitter partisan feeling over the location of the proposed building, the necessary vote was not obtained until 1910, when owing to the destruction of the old building by fire, a new building became a necessity. The bonds which were voted in the summer of 1909 provided $65,000 for the erection of a High School building. Work on the building began shortly and in 1911 it was ready for occupancy. When school started in the new building in 1910 with Prof. Wm. A. Erdman acting Superintendent, the enrollment was 16 sixty-three. During the year the first annual High School and Senior plays were given. A class of seven graduated at the. close of the school year. In 1912, Prof. G. C. Wakefield came to Woodward as Superintendent. The enrollment then had reached eighty-seven. Mr. Wakefield is now serving his fourth year here and has done much to raise W. H. S. to her present high standard. Our School is not slow to take up progressive ideas, and among the newly installed organizations is “Student Control.” Although this is the first trial here, the system has proved very helpful to the pupils of W. H. S. This year opened with an enrollment of two hundred and four and has been the most successful in the historoy of the school. The foot ball, basketball boys, and girls, the Midgets and Track Teams have won an everlasting name for our school. As the year draws to a close, our thoughts are torn between emotions of joy and sorrow, of joy at happy thoughts of Commencement week and of sadness at the thoughts of parting with our school mates and teachers. The graduating class of 1916, which has twenty-one members, is the largest in the history of the school. It is the sincere desire of the present Seniors that future years will see W. H. S. progressing and advancing as she has in the past. Should they return to pay their beloved school homage, may they find it a better and larger school than it was when they left it! May progress be the eternal heritage of W. H. S. J. B. ’16. s LEARN r tat wa I HARRISO UTTREU CLOTHine TT9I5 TH £ BOOMER I916T' 20 21 Uih? Qrcanur A Senior sat on a kitchen chair His feet on the pantry shelf, He busily puffed a cigarette And contemplated self. . His pants cut short ’most to his knees Exposed a bony frame, He rolled his eyes up toward the skies And made for himself a name. “Why yes,” said he, “it’s fame for me I am built for something great, I am not a one for little things, The common-place I hate. The Sophomores, they make me tired, And there are the Freshmen too, They spend their time in making noise But it’s little they ever do. A Senior is of a different class, His brain is the polished kind He has risen above the common ways His strength is of the mind. He need no longer chafe and fret His troubles most are o’er He has only now to enter in Opportunities’ open door.” So reasoning thus, he fell asleep His mind soon went to rest His hair fell down like frosted vines His chin dropped to his breast. His arms fell dangling at his side Till his fingers touched the floor His breath came hard, and deep and loud He broke into a snore. And thus he sat—his wilted form Crouched in a kitchen chair His number tens on the pantry shelf His greatness vanished there. B. B. ’18. 22 GERTRUDE HAYES Dramatic Club ’14-’16; Chorus ’15-’16, High School Play ’15; Secretary Swastika Society ’15; Class Vice-President ’15-T6; Basket Ball T6; Senior Play; Boomer Staff; D. D. M. C. “An active mind and a ready wit.” HESLER H. WYAND Current Event Club ’14; Class Treasurer ’14; Swastika Society -’15; Kodak Club, Dramatic Club T6; Northwest Wind Staff; Debating Club ’14-’15’16; High School Play ’15; Vice-President Y. M. C. A.; D. D. M. C.; Senior Play ’13-’16; Track ’15’-16; Midget B. B. ’16; Senior President; Boomer Staff. “Honor, high honor and renown.” WINONA HUNTER Current Events Club ’14; Chorus ’14-T5; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; Northwest Wind Staff; Student Council ’16; Secretary D. D. M. C.; O. O. O. Club ’16; Boomer Staff. “Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low, an excellent thing in woman.” 24 CLARA MAY CROSNO Chorus ’15-’16; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; O. 0. O. Club ’16; Student Council ’16; D. D. M. C.; Boomer Staff. “One who is true to herself, and therefore must be true to others.” ROSS LAKE Debating Club ’14-’15-’16; Chorus ’14-’15-’16; High School Play ’14; Senior Play; Dramatic Club ’16; High School Orchestra ’15; Football ’13; Track ’15-’16; Swastika Society ’15; D. D. M. C. ; President Y. M. C. A. ’16; Boomer Staff. “Look, he’s winding the watch of his wit.” GEORGIA LUCILLE WHITE Dramatic Club ’14-’16; Philalethean Society Secretary ’15; Der Deutsche Verein ’15; Chorus ’14-’15; Basket Ball ’16; D. D. M. C.; Senior Class Secretary. “Smiles, smiles, unending smiles; in radiant lines for miles and miles.” 25 JUSTINA KATHARYNE BURKETT Dramatic Club T4; Der Deutsche Verein ’15; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; Vice-President 0. O. O. Club 16; Student Council T6; D. D. M. C. “Even tempered, sweet, lovable and always the same.” ROBERT N. WHITE Science Club ’14; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; Chorus ’15-’16; Emersonian Society ’16; Y. M. C. A. Treasurer ’16; Track ’16. “Men of few words are the best men.” MARGARET MERLE HUDSON Virden Ills. High School. Chorus ’15; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; Der Deutsche Verein ’15; Dramatic Club ’16; Secretary Kodak Club ’16; May Queen ’16. “There is a language in her eyes.” 26 t mb MARIAN XINA WINTERS Dramatic Club T4-’16; Chorus T5; German T5; Senior Play; D. D. M. C.; Swastika Society ’15; Kodak C'ub T6. “One tongue is enough for a woman.” HARRY A. WILCOX Basket Ball ’13-’14-’16; Base Ball '14; Northwest Wind Staff ’15; Debating Club ’14-’15-’16; Philalethcan Literary Society ’15; Vice-President Class T4; Chorus ’15; President D. D. M. C. Senior Play; Boomer Staff. “Working is not my recreation.” HATTIE ELDA KNIGHT Dramatic Club T4; Class Treasurer ’15; Philalethean Society ’15; O. O. O. Club ’16; Corresponding Secretary Student Council ’16; D. D. M. C. “If a task is once begun, never leave it till it’s done.” 27 RUSSELL LAUNE High School Play ’13; Current Event Club ’14; Class Secretary ’13-’14; Chorus ’14-’15; Der Deutsche Verein ’15; Dramatic Club ’16; D. D. M. C.; Senior Play. “As the stars twinkle in the firmament, so do I before the foot-lights.” GEORGE ROBERT MYERS Debating Club ’14-’15-’16; Base Ball T4; Fcot Ball T4; High School Band ’15; Chorus ’14-’15-’16; Debating Team ’15; Philalethean Literary Society T5; Class President ’15; Track ’16; Basket Ball ’16; D. D. M. C.; Boomer Staff. “Life’s a jest, and all things show it, I thought so once and now I know it.” LEONA JOSEPHINE HARGIS Chorus ’14-’15-’16; Quartette ’13;Dramat-ic Club ’14-T6; Story Telling Club T4; Der Deutsche Verein ’15; Swastika Literary Society; D. D. M. C. “A maid with eyes as dark as midnight, and eyes that charm the beholder.” 23 r T M fE. THELMA BRADBURY Anthony High School; Colorado Springs High School. Current Event Club ’14; Swastika Litei'-ary Society ’15; Dramatic Club ’16; German Club ’15; High School Play ’15; Kodak Club ’16; D. D. M. C.; Boomer Staff. “She is pretty to walk with, and witty to talk with, and pleasant, too, to think oft.” H. BURRIS KING President Debating Club ’16; President Student Council ’16; Secretary Y. M. C. A. ’16; D. D. M. C.; Boomer Staff. “Brevity of expression is a proof of wisdom.” HELEN MARIE HEALEY Dramatic Club ’14; Philalethean Literary Society ’15; German Club ’15; Chorus ’15; 0. 0. 0. Club ’16; D. D. M. C. “To be doing good for someone else is the life of most good women.” 29 EMA DWIGHT SEWARD Marshall Missouri High School. Dramatic Club ’16; Chorus ’16; D. D. M. C. “As sweet and sunny as a May morning.” CHESTER FITHIAN Tangier Oklahoma High School. Foot Ball ’16; Basket Ball ’16; Debating Club '16; Vice-President D. D. M. C.; Chorus ’16. “My idea is this: Ever onward.” ROSA MAXINE BLUMER Ravenna Nebraska High School. Chorus ’15-’l 6; Vice-President Swastika Literary Society ’15; Senior Play; Dramatic Club ‘16; Treasurer D. D. M. C. “As merry as the day is long.” 30 THE Senior Braitta ACT I. Freshmen in the hall, after being shown to the cloak-rooms Dy upper classmen, earnestly discussing the situation. Russell— “Oh, they—they said— they would ‘tar and feather’ us!” Hesler—(consolingly), “Never mind, ‘they’ said, I couldn’t talk to the girls too, but C. Hattie—“I am afraid of Prof. B. I’d hate to be late to one of his classes.” Harry—“Well, a silver dollar to the guy who’ll tell me whether Lady V. is looking at the. southwest corner or the northeast.” Gertrude—“I don’t want to make any rash statements Harry, but I think she is looking at you.” Robert W. (admiring Supt. W. from a distance). “I don’t suppose he’ll ever notice me.” Marion—“Well, he will know that I am around. I have very important brothers in this school.” Leona—“I don’t care, but he looks as if he might be a good History teacher.” Justina—“Someone told me that he was going to teach American History.” Georgia—“Hope that stuff won’t be a required subject when we are Seniors.” Helen—“I believe I would like it.” Winona—“But why think about that. Our Ancient History Class meets in five minutes.” ACT II. Sophomores having their first class party at home of Russell Laune. Helen (to Thelma, newly arrived'— “How do you like Woodward by this time ?” Thelma—“Oh, much better than T had expected; and the Sophomore boys are reallv nicer than those in Colorado Springs.” Ross—“Well we’re some athletes at least. Now here’s Harry, the best man in backet ball.” Harry—“Say, what do you want for that—a bouquet for yourself? You’re thinking of Foot Ball, no doubt, but I’ll not say it.” Winona—“Thelma, we’ll have our annual High School picnic soon, and you’ll enjoy that.” Robert M.—“So will I. Do you want to know what I’m going to do?” Hattie—“No, something heroic I suppose.” Robert—“If you want to speak of it in that way—I’m going to learn to swim.” Gertrude—“You are joking. Surely you can swim.” Robert W.—“Oh no, doesn’t surprise me in the least. Some people Marion—“Changing the subject somewhat, but didn’t you all have the jolliest fun when we went on our Botany ‘hike?’” Russell—“I should say I did, and got so many flowers too. Also the Junior who takes Botany was quite sociable.” Georgia—“(doubtfully). I’m not so a gcod time but I was worried about Mr. Halley.” Leona—“I don’t see why. He seems able to take care of himself.” Georgia—(doubtfully). I’m not so sure. You know it was rather chilly even if it was spring, and his hair had just been cut. I was afraid he’d catch cold.” Harry—“Tee he How.” Justina—“(shocked) Georgia, how could you?” Hesler—“Say folks, it’s late. Come on, let’s plav the real “23 skidoo.’ ” ACT III. Junior Class Meeting. Sublime ( ?) order prevailing. Robert M.—“If you folks don’t come to order and discuss the question properly, I shall go home.” Leona—“And we should miss you so too. Surely you’ll have more regard for us ” Justina—“Mr. President, may I ask what the question is.” 31 Robert M.—“Shall we go on a Wienerwurst roast to-night.” Rosa—“Pray tell, how will we go? Hope we wont have to walk.” Gertrude—“Why Ross and Harry have Fords. We’ll go in them, of course.” Ross—“I—I don’t know about that. I wouldn’t trust a Sop. at all, and some Juniors will stand watching.” Merle—“Ross, you know you’d be glad to let us have it.” Robt. M.—“The question is not how, but shall we go.” Harry—“I am strong for it myself. The Northwest Wind is over for a few weeks and I feel like celebrating.” Georgia—“My Mamma won’t want me to go, because it looks like its going to rain.” Winona—“I don’t want to go because Miss L. excussed us from Latin to work on the paper and now she expects extra good lessons.” Hesler—“I should worry about that. When study interferes with pleasure, cut the study.” Marion—“You know vou never hav ' a good lesson anyway Winona. I didn’t see what difference it makes.” Robert—“I call for the question.” Helen—“I have to go— let’s get this over.” (It is decided—to go. Russell, Hattie and Thelma having chat in one corner). Russel—“O’ what were you voting on.” President—“You should have been giving attention.” Hattie—“Well you might have told us you were going to vote.” Thelma—“I’m going home. Doesn’t do any good for this class to have a meeting. They never accomplish anything.” ACT IV. Seniors having a picnic at Greer’s Ranch. Robert—(lazily). “Oh, don’t you remember ------.” Ross—“Yes we remember; you’ll not let us forget.” Merle—“Well, there are lots of things worth remembering, Ross. For instance this whole year.” Marion—“I’ve never enjoyed a year so much, and we have accomplished a great deal too.” Leona—“Yes, that’s right. The Play was good and so was the Boomer.” Clara—“A great deal of the success of the Boomer is due to Miss Roberts. There’s no use trying to say how much we appreciate her help for we can’t.” Ema—“I’m mighty glad I came here this year. I’ve had more fun than ever before.” Robert W.—“Do you think it was because of the school or rather a certain individual.” King—“Why, because of the school of course. At least that’s what I would say for myself.” Harry—“The thing which has kept this class awake has been the D. D. M. C.” Chester—“Believe you are right on that Harry.” Thelma—“And the best part about it is that we have kept it such a secret.” Helen—“I’m sure no one has the slightest idea as to what it means.” Gertrude—“Now, I’d just like to know who it was who said a class two-thirds of which are girls couldn’t keep a secret. I’ll give them my opinion.” Justina—“O, isn’t that a beautiful sunset?” Hattie—“It certainly is. I have watched it for sometime.” Rosa—(dreamily). “The sun sinks down in ail its splendor.” Winona—“To rise again on every important occasion when the spirit of the class of Sixteen shall dominate ‘The History of Nations.' ” Georgia—“With the volume marked American History the most prominent.” Mr. Halley—“Hesler, perhaps you can supply me with the information I desire. What time will this crowd disperse ?” Hesler—“I think all are in favor of returning about midnight. The moon will be good then.” Russell—“Oh. Mr. Halley, all but Ross, who has objections, but objects to the stating of them.” 32 isrnuir (Class pag “MR. BOB” CAST Philip Royson, Nephew of Miss Luke Robert Brown, clerk for Benson Benson Jenkins, Miss Rebecca’s butler Rebecca Luke, maidenlady ... Katherine Rogers, her niece, - Marion Bryant, Katherine’s friend Patty, Miss Rebecca’s maid ACT I.—Breakfast room at Tresham. Time- ACT II.—Same as act one. Time—afternoon. Harry Wilcx Hosier Wyand Ross Lake Marion Winter Rosa Blumer Gertrude Hayes Russell Laune -morning. 33 Senior Propijera This is an old story now, having begun some twenty years before. In old Oklahoma, placid valley touched by the glittering sun shone in special grandeur during that spring for a certain group of young people. Before their desks they sat, studying, reciting and even whispering when the master could not see them. During those days were born visions of future greatness and unfading genius, visions which the future ages more than brought to pass. Slightly apart from this group, nervous and restless, worked their director, the renowned Professor Wakefield. Having learned the value of efficiency in some former age, he became so overwhelmingly haunted and carried away by the idea that upon every possible occasion he heralded its merits. Recently in Wellington, Kansas, I chanced to require a little help in finding a certain business man of the town. Seeing an old gentleman basking in the sun by the side of a neat little cottage, I ventured to ask for the needed information. As I approached 1 heard him crooning happily to himself of something in which he seemed greatly absorbed, but could catch only one word or two—one of which from the numerous repetitions I made out to be “efficiency.” As I approached the aged man quickly, though rheumatically, arose and peering over his glasses asked my mission. Something in this caused me to scrutinize more closely and after tracing a scanty, rather weather beaten pompadour still standing with a remnant of the glory of better days I saw in this old gentleman the spirit of the former Professor Wakefield of nineteen sixteen. Five years after the beginning of this story, a great audience in New York sat breathlessly waiting in Convention HaR for the special feature of the program, a violin solo by Chester Fithian, accompanied on the piano by Justina Burkett. Chester’s appearance, always unassuming and pleasant, makes his splendid ability a delight and a pleasure to all his listeners. Justina on this night exerted her usual, almost magical touch upon the keys for which she is well known in all musical circles over the continent. In Nineteen twenty-two, I was invited to Marion’s wedding, and three years ago, I spent the summer with her in her charming country residence in Oklahoma, the State of her birth, where we had a happy time in recalling old W. H. S. days. Later while visiting her in her palatial winter residence in Boston, we went one night to hear Clara lecture. Clara, so quiet in her school days, is now one of the most forceful speakers on the Suf-fraget platform, holding her hearers, old and young alike, from start to finish by her magnetism, logical arguments and dominant personality. Her subject that night was “Heart Thoughts On Civics.” I learned during my travels also, that Robert White, the great present day inventor was for ten years assistant to Thomas A. Edison and succeeded to Edison’s place upon the retirement of that great man. We rejoice that so great an honor has fallen to our “Bob” and justly proud are we of him who always ranked first in 34 t ■% the science classes at W. H. S. Among his most recent inventions is a machine which sends forth so powerful a wave of electricity as to annihilate an advancing army. We no longer need fear foreign armies gaining a foot-hold upon our shores, for this machine will vanquish all foes miles around. Rosa, Gertrude, Ema, Harry, Hesler and Bob organized a combine shortly after leaving school. They liked running a school so well that they fitted uo this combination known as “The Chain of the Big Six” in connection wth each of which is a cafe. Their establishment has been so successful that anvone attending is assured of a successful equipment for life and an inexhaustible storehouse of wisdom for future ages. Georgia, tall and stately, is still starring in Shakespearean roles. When I attended the Orpheum eight years ago she had just made her debut as Lady Macbeth, her favorite role. How well she did and how the house wnt wild over her. To remind her of home. I sent to her dressing room a box of beautiful roses from Oklahoma. The following night I went to Grand Opera to hear Leona. Her voice was grand and when the last note died away, it was cheered to the last echo. Leona always sang well, but after these years of training, her voice has improved wonderfully. Two weeks later I saw Ross, the great comedian, who seems as truly beloved as was Charley Chaplin in nineteen sixteen. Ross informed me that when last in New York City he saw Hattie Knight who had just opened a Montessori school for the training of millionaire’s children exclusively, and showed me her latest photograph surrounded by the little Gouldlets, Astorlets and other kidlets of the elite. Yesterday I had such a dear letter from Helen, who is in far away India teaching the little heathen. Although she has been in this work for fifteen years, time seems only to increase her enthusiasm. She was home on a furlough five years ago, and while locking older of course, still wears the same smile Helen always wore. How noble her work is, indeed. After reading Helen’s letter, I opened one from Winona, now a noted journalist in London. Her success was slow at first, but when Japan was about to clash with the United States, it was her pointed comment that appealed to the public and placed her on the pinnacle of fame—it was she who gave the true details and accounts of the Compromise. Winona begs me to write her about Thelma, of whom she has lost trace. Thelma, a society butterfly for years, suddenly tired of the gay whirl, and entered Bethany Hospital as a nurse in New York City. I don’t know whether Thelma has met with a disappointment or not, but if she has, no one will ever know, for she was never one to parade her feelings. She has been very successful as a nurse and just the other day i read of her saving a millionaire’s life. Wouldn’t that be a romance for him to marry her now? Recently I received a call from Burris King, who is now Judge of the Supreme Court. He needs no further eulogy, for he is known far and wide for his justice and honor as an interpreter of the law. Russell and myself have proved to be shining constellations, neither in the social nor intellectual world, but in our own homes we twinkle happily and contentedly, believing that we have chosen wisely and well, for is not the noblest calling of Womanhood, that of a “Homemaker?” M. M. H. ’16. 35 Commencement lUrck JJropnt Sunday, May 14 - Baccalaureate Sermon by Rev. Pool Monday, May 15 High School Picnic Wednesday, May 17 - - - Senior Class Program Thursday, May 18 Commencement Address - By Dr. Stratton D. Brooks, Pres. Okla. University Friday, May 19 - ... Last Chapel Senior Class Jlrogntm ittuy IT, 1911 Itityh £rhDDl Auditorium Piano Solo Class Paper Coinet Duo Hesler Wyand Selected Thelma Bradbury Selected Ross Lake The Master’s Violin Piano Solo Robert Myers Rosa Blumer, Ema Dwight Seward - Von Weber Russell Laune Science Demonstration Aliens or Americans Class Poem ... Vocal Duet - Gertrude Hayes The Golden Age of the Republic The Class Prophecy Piano Solo— (a) Spring Song (b) At Morn Robert White Winona Hunter Hattie Knight Selected Robert Myers H. B. King Harry Wilcox Justina Burkett Class Will Merle Hudson Farce— Hesler Wyand Helen Healey Georgia White Marion Winter Leona Hargis Robert Myers Ross Lake 36 -Srittor urnsrojir Resulting Pastime Has been Will Be Name Raised on Appearance found J. Burkett Honey Sweet . Playing Ragtime Dancing Actress Chunky Enjoying Writing notes Mrs. Some- R. Blumer Butter herself body Sunshine Evading her At Church Successful Bradbury C. Crosno C. Fithian Uneeda Sand Step-ladder Gritty Extended mother Abstracting Er besuchte lauter zu sprecken Typewriting Studying Dutch Mad Private Sec. to Jane Addams “Chester the Silent.” L. Hargis Grades Worried Smiling Married G. Hayes Feathers Light Joking Stealing Watermelons young A circus H. Healey Nabisco Wafers Neat Keeping quiet Flirting Rider A Police- M. Hudson Taffy Clinging Queening Entertaining a Junior woman A Suffragist M. Winter Bananas Slender Using slang Using a Pony A Yellow-back Novelist Delivering B. King Ice crean Cool Trying cases Curtain Clown Lectures H. Knight Irish Potatoes Satisfied Philosophizing Working a little A Pedagogue R. Lake Owls Reflective W riting poetry Doing nothing 79th President of Mexico R. Laune Shakespeare Dramatic Acting Late Artist R. Myers Prunes Bashful Talking Havinp- a Good time An I. W. W. E. Seward Carrots Beautiful Talking Stealing Watermelons A reader R. White Night-mares Dreamy Sleeping Talking to “Wake” An Electrician G. White Smiles Jolly Laughing Making mistakes in English Professor H. Wilcox M. Winter Squirrel food Nutty Chasing Boomer Ads Somewhere Eighth St. A Minister Ginger Snappy Tatting A Red Cross Having her Nurse in own way Mexico H. Wyand Apples Optimistic Working Working on Boomer A Doctor 37 Ifflhat Happeittb (to (Sraubma Dusk had fallen, and with the approach of night the happy warble of the birds lulled to a sleepy twitter as they settled down to the break of another day. Night birds awoke; all nocturnal creatures were arousing themselves to go their several ways; strange sounds of the night were heard all about. Like the birds, the two sisters, Dot and Mabel Randolph, and their small brother, Freddie, began to think of ceasing their childish play. In they rushed, up to their grandmother, and settled down for their nightly story. “Well, well, here we are,” exclaimed grandma as the noisy trio scurried in, “and what shall it be tonight, another fairy story?” “No, no,” cried Mabel and Dot in a breath, “tell us something else, a really and truly story tonight?” “Somfin e’se,” echoed the small Freddie. “Well,” began grandma, and the cheerful blaze in the great open fireplace crackled merrily as if in anticipation of an interesting tale, a story of the times when the forests still rang with the cries of the first dwellers among the trees and along the trickling streams of the country, “when I was a wee small little girl, just old enough to follow the forest path—there were no roads then—mother sent me to the Brandons, our nearest neighbors, some three miles or more distant to take over some herbs for grandma Brandon’s rheumatism. “As it happened, that day I was the only one who could be sent. Father and my two brothers, Ned and Elija, had started that morning to Salem for our quarterly supplies and would not return before the next night. Mother and my older sisters, Ella and Susan, were also very busy; mother with the spinning and weaving of the cloth for our winter clothes, and the girls with the canning and preserving our year’s supply of berries which grew so abundantly on the surrounding forest. “Well, I arrived at the Brandons without adventure and, after delivering the herbs and making such inquiries as were becoming for a proper child as to the health of the family in general, I started on my return home. As the sun was, as yet, scarcely half way to its zenith I did not hurry, loitering along the pathway plucking the wildflowers which grew in the greatest of abundance in the moist loam of the forest. Thus employed, time and distance passed rapidly and e’re I knew it I found myself at the edge of the home clearing. Surprised to find myself at home so quickly, I stopped to gaze a moment. As I looked, something in the edge of the forest on the other side of the clearing caught and held my attention. At first it was not distinct but on closer scrutiny I made out the head-dress of an Indian. Of course, living as we were on the frontiei , I had heard much of the fearful cruelties of the redskins and this discovery had anything but a mollifying effect upon me. But, to make matters worse, as I looked, the Indian bonnet disappeared with others appearing only to disappear almost immediately. “After seeing what I supposed to be about a dozen seemingly surrounding the 38 clearing I began to think of retracing my steps to the Brandons for help, supposing, of course, we were about to be attacked. I turned back to the path but had taken only a few steps when three shots rang out sharply on the clear fresh air and following close upon the echo of these came one of those yells that can come from no other than a Naragansett Indian’s throat. This completed my fright and I was off down the path as fast as my small legs could carry me. “I ran and ran until I thought I could go no farther when suddenly, on rounding a sharp curve in the path, I came upon a party of some eight or ten men and boys on horse-back. They were from a settlement still farther inland than we and were also on their way to Salem for supplies. All this I learned afterwards for just then between sobs and gasps for breath there was little time to tell my story coherently. “With the party was a lad scarcely three years older than myself and after I had made clear the reason of my fright they set me upon the horse behind him and sent us off to the Brandons for help while they went on to punish the marauders. “They approached the clearing stealthily expecting to see the cabin a smouldering, smoking mass of coals with the blood-thirsty Indians doing their hideous scalp-dance around it. Imagine, then, their surprise when they saw it still standing with the smoke rolling placidly out of the broad throat of the fireplace. And, on coming to the house, hearing the peaceful music of mother’s spinning-wheel and seeing them industi‘ously cleaning their berries, while filling the room and issuing forth out of the door was the savory odor of a luscious haunch of venison broiling before the fire. “My Indian warriors proved to have been three Indian hunters stalking a deer in the edge of the forest . Their head-dresses would appear and disappear, always coming into view farther to the left each time. The three shots and the war-w,hoop had been nothing more nor less than shots fired at the buck and the hunters’ cry of success when they felled the deer. “Of course, young as I was, I was made to bear the brunt of many a joke about my Indian warriors. But then how was I to tell the nature of that yell when I had heard neither the war-whoop nor the hunting cry to distinguish distinctly between them? Yet, in spite of all their jibes and banters, I am not so sure that no good came of the day’s adventures for the boy with whom I rode that day afterward became your grandfather Randolph.” “And now,” concluded grandma, “you had better run away to your beds and pleasant dreams for Freddie has fallen asleep—bless him—and the old sand man has thrown his magic spell over all of us.” By R. L. T6. 'frnjm I 1915 THE BO © MER l?!6X.J£3 She Chase Class JJnrnt Sweetly on the morning air While the dew drops linger there, Comes the horn’s clear ringing sound, Bringing hunter and the hound. Four long years we’ve worked together, And our duty we have done; In our High School none is better Through it all we’ve had much fun. See them grouped beneath the trees In the early morn’s cool breeze, Waiting for the dog’s loud bay, Calling them into the fray. Now we feel a touch of sadness For the time is close at hand; We must leave our High School business, To enter on another strand. Hark! it falls upon the ear, Fancy’s call so light and clear. Now they’ve found the hiding prey, Calling them into the fray. To us, our parting brings regret, For Commencement now is nigh; Surely we cannot forget As the years go swiftly by. Lightly was the chase begun Bringing joys to every one, E’en the horses running free Spurned the grass upon the lea. When we are far away fom thee And our thoughts turn back to you, We’ll see friends that used to be, When thy vision comes to view. Riding thus with spirits high Who would dream of sorrow nigh ? That one so blithe and young and gay Ne'er again should ride in play. But soon we’ll be scattered yonder Some to higher learning tolled. Others sit; perhaps they ponder, Of the days in Black and Gold. Van, a favorite with the rest, Riding on a wooded crest, Felt too late his horse’s foot Tangle in a looped root. When the shades of night are falling, And the sun is sinking low, And we’ve spent four years in College, Out into the world we’ll go. Falling from his noble stead Ne’er again he knew the need, Of a riding whip or horn, In the chase at early morn. R. W. ’16. And we’ll worked till life’s gone from us Soon our bodies will decay. May our Heavenly Father keep us, Each, forever and for aye. F. P. ’17. 40 THE 900 HER !9!b 41 ffimtllrrtiims I’m aged! Oh Time, my hair is dust’d With thine eternal snow. My frame is wrapped, sore shivered, bent By thine own hand, oh Time, Till scarce this crumbling mass of clay Remains my tenement. Yet, as upon my bed I lie, My thoughts are far away. They leap, they bound, they laugh and sigh Amid yon days of yore; When oft I stood with those I loved, My class in Woodward High. I drink again the joys, as then, With boon companions tried, To meet, to part,—you ask me why?— Perhaps to study some; To work, to play,—to laud and praise The name of Woodward High. Ah sweetest name! As dear to me As when that day I turned Beside thy gate to gaze, with sore, Dull throbbing heart, on thee; .And turning, sadly, slowly passed, To trod thy halls no more. The months have sped, the seasons fled, The years have tumbled by, Yet through it all I reck, and sigh Thy black and gold to see; God bless you now, I love you still; My school, my Woodward High! R. L. ’16. 42 President Vice-President Secretary Treasurer Sergeant Dorsey Baker Bryan Parker Fern LaMunyon Mary Terral Lee Rhudy 43 44 ' HE 01 'V spa ‘ 'g£ne Van pA N laH 0° C THOf-’ P 9 Vv TraV H Ha WA eP !- 1Ce Y Na WHI1 • W,N ftl the boomer moy juntar Class Sjtstaru The Junior Class during the past year has been an important factor in the life of W. H. S., standing for and supporting everything pertaining to the school. Ever since that first year away back in 1913-T4 when the Juniors came in as “lowly Freshies,” the class has led in numbers as well as intellectual standing. The first party of this year was a masquerade on Hallowe’en night where a merry evening was spent with ghosts, goblins and witches and a few uninvited Seniors. Other parties were given during the year at which each of the twenty-one girls and twenty boys had a good time, perhaps because the usual embarrassment of not having either enough girls or enough boys was eliminated and further, perhaps it was because this is “leap year.” The Junior boys always have been a little bashful. (?) The Juniors have been prominent in athletics, having had five men on the football team and four on the basket ball team during this year’s seasons. In the Inter-class Tr. ck Meet the Juniors and Sophmores tied for first honors. The greatest handicap among the Juniors is the lack of weighty men. In the baseball activities just organized, the class is proportionally represented. Although the Junior girls were not represented in basket ball this year, they have only yet to win from the Freshmen girls to gain the inter-class tennis tournament. In debate and dramatics, the Juniors have been active, taking the majority of parts in the High School play and winning in the boys Junior-Senior debate, but losing to the Senior girls in the girl’s debating contest. Were it not for our dear old W. H. S. as an incentive, however, the Juniors would still be Freshies and it is to her that we give the honor and praise and loyalty for our advancement and attainments. L. R. ’17. 46 Ojt Hnexprteb “Ralph, I’ve a plan,” Joe suddenly announced. “Well, out with it, then,” remarked his roommate tersely. “Don’t keep me in the dark about it any longer than you have to especially if it is a lark with the Freshies as the victims.” There was silence. Joe did not answer but turned to stare out of the window. “Well, hurry up, you,” said Ralph. “Don’t you think I want to know anything about it?” “Listen, Ralph,” replied solemn-faced Joe who was laughing inwardly, “will you do me a favor?” “Well I never,” cried Ralph. “First it is a secret plan, then a favor. No I won’t unless you explain yourself decently.” “But Ralph, don’t get so riled up,” was the quiet answer. “I only want you to say that you will consent to help me carry out my plan before I tell you what it is. ’ “Huh, I guess not,” jerked his roommate. “I don’t work by that rule. I don’r give a care what becomes of your old plan. If it isn’t woi’th the telling it certainly must be punk.” With that he turned on his heel and started to walk out of the room, but Joe was one the move in an instant and beat him to the door. “Ralph, I’ll be good. Its about the cup. I wcuM have told you before, but I was afraid you wouldn’t agree to it. I didn’t mean to make you ma:l and I must have your help.” This information, concession and confession satisfied Ralph and he returned to his former seat prepared to listen patiently. “Now Ralph,” began Joe, “you’ll admit that you would like to win the Cup if there was any possible way.” “I do,” was the rejoinder, “but there isn’t any way. Point number one gone. What’s the next?” “The next is,” resumed Joe, “would you like to win the Cup if----.” “Why,” said the surprised Ralph, “that’s what you said at first. I told you that I would if I could—but I can’t. You know I’m not in it when it comes to high grades in school. I do well if I keep my head above water and so do you.” “Can’t isn’t in the dictionary, Ralph. Where there’s a will, there’s a way. That’s my motto. Listen. You know Frank Dervit, Senior, has always received the highest marks in exams and won the Silver Loving Cup. Well, I think he has won it long enough. Somebody else ought to do the stunt now and we are going to do it this time.” “Why do you say we? Two can’t win a prize. You must be crazy anyway. The idea that Frank can be beaten by a student or students who barely pass it pre-um a-posterous.” “Why haven’t we done better, Ralph? That’s the important question and to save you the trouble, I’ll answer it my self. We haven’t tried to get any higher grades than we absolutely had to. We’ve dillied and we’ve dallied, and we’ve used all manner of bluffs, and of course, we couldn’t win the Cup. But I believe that we have as good brains as anybody else, Frank Dervit not excepted, and if we use them we can get as good results as they do. Let’s try.” “But Joe----------” “Wait a minute Ralph. I’m not through yet. You were going to ask how 47 1 1915 two of us can win the same prize. We can’t but we can help each other and whoever of us comes out on top can share the glory with the other. There are still three months before the exams and if we really study hard we can finish a review of the year’s work. We will study together and you know very well that two heads are better than one. Besides, we can talk about the various subjects and ask each other questions about the most difficult points. Whether you or whether I win the Cup makes no particular difference as we will room together and can keep it where we can both look at it.” “Now Ralph I’ll give you just ten to decide. If you don’t help me, I’ll go ahead and beat Frank anyway. One, two, three, four, five--------•” Joe was interrupted by “that’s enough. I’m with you Joe. Shake hands on it, old boy. Let’s begin right this minute. Translate this, “Mulieres sunt variae et mutabiles semper.” At this there was a hearty laugh on the part of both boys and Joe said, “I refuse because I do not be'ieve it is true.” Good feeling was now established and they set to work in earnest. It might be well to add here that the Silver Loving C up referred to above was presented annually by the very opulent Mr. Stutz to the Student of Clinton Academy who made the highest grades in the final examinations of his respective year’s work. Every member of every class was eligible and all were required to compete. And so the adopted plan was carried out to the letter. Each boy read a lesson over, then both of them read it together and finally each had the privilege of asking the other as many and as hard questions as he wished. On the whole, they succeeded very well and made good progress in their review although they were compelled to dispense with most of their social and athletic pleasures. They were anxious, however, that the rest of the school and especially Frank and his friends, should be entirely ignorant of their preparations for the coming examinations. To accomplish this task, they resorted to the use of signs tacked on the door of their room such as “Busy,” “No Admittance,” “Keep Out,” “Visitors Not Wanted,” but these warnings were finally unheeded and the boys were interrupted so frequently that stronger works had to be used such as, “Have a sick headache. Don’t bother,” “Have a bad cold. You’ll catch it if you come in,” “Have a toothacheh, but want no sympathy. Stay out.” These signes served, for most part, to keep away intruders, but it did arouse much curiosity. However, as the boys refused to give any satisfaction to interrogators on this question and gave various plausible reasons for putting out the signs, it gradually subsided and neither Frank nor his associates had the slightest idea that Joe and Ralph really contemplated winning the Cup. Frank was the more confident because he was a Senior, and had four years of experience in studying behind him. Indeed, Joe and Ralph did meet with some perplexing questions which they were unable to answer and toward the last did not have such sanguine hopes of winning for they heard that Frank, who was really a good student but carried too much conceit about with him, was studying unusually hard this year. Notwithstanding these disturbing reports and difficulties, they plodded on, unwilling, since they had once started, to falter now. At length quiz day arrived when the nervous students of Clinton Academy, Freshmen included, pitted their wits against those of the Faculty. After it was all over, Ralph and Joe met in the hall, and simultaneously asked each other the same question, “How did you get along?” Both answers were conser- 48 vative. “I think I passed with credit, but no more.” “Have you heard Frank say anything about his prospects of victory,” questioned Joe. “Oh as usual he is confident of first place, but I think he has some reason to be and we must not be too disappointed if either of us win.” “That is true,” replied Joe, “but the teachers may discover that he doesn’t know as much as he thinks he does. You know there is a difference between knowing a thing and thinking you know it. For instance, I don’t think I knew all about a few of the questions, but perhaps I did without knowing it.” Ralph laughed, “well I hope you’re right,” he said, “we’ll hope for the best anyway:” The final results of the examinations were to be announced and the Cup awarded a week after the taking of the tests. The advent of this day was eagerly awaited by all but especially by Frank’s classmates who, on the winning of his fourth cup, had planned to give him a big celebration. The assembly hall of Clinton was filled with a restless throng of students when the eventful day arrived. But, as soon as the preliminaries had been completed and the president had arisen to bestow upon one of their number the coveted shining body, a dead silence filled the whole auditorium. In brief concise sentences the head of the institution gravely announced that, contrary to general expectation, (Frank paled a little) yet giving great pleasure to all, (Frank winced again) Joe Waldingham had secured the highest marks in the foregoing examinations, winning over Frank Dcrvit by three per cent, and was thereby entitled to the possession of this year’s Silver Loving Cup. (Frank turned white, then red.) The effect of this totally unexpected result was painfully palpable, notably in the Senior class. The shouts of acclamation for Frank died away on the lips of the audience and Joe walked smilingly forward to receive his reward amid a silence more profound than that which had previously enveloped the assemblage. But no sooner had the president, with a smile, handed him the Cup, than the hall rang with Joe’s praises and he was carried out of the room on the shoulders of his admiring classmates, the Juniors. Angry, crestfallen, disappointed, Frank Dervit sat as if glued to his seat and turned red and white by turns while his classmates gathered around him offering obnoxious sympathy. His anger, however, gradually dwindled away and before the day was over he too had swallowed his pride whole, and congratulated Joe on his splendid achievement. That night Joe, Ralph and their now numerous acquaintances held high carnival in their room and after their guests had departed and they were alone, gleefully shook hands and took a long look at the shining, glistening, polished Silver Loving Cup, the consummation of their united efforts, the reward of their joint labor. “Say Joe, old boy,” said Ralph hugging him, “don’t you feel just great. I knew you could do it all the time.” “But you helped me,” replied Joe. “I could never have done it alone. Remember, the Cup is half yours.” “Let’s take just one more look at it before getting into bed,” said Ralph. “This one looks so fine I believe Frank’s are lop-sided,” was Joe’s comment. “Say Ralph, don’t you feel great.” “ I do,” said Rlaph. “Couldn’t feel better if I tried.” “Moral, it pays to try,” said Joe, and turned out the lights. 49 E. S. ’17. Chapel Jlit ID. ©. S . I have , several times in my travels, attended Chapel in Woodward High School. It has proved so very interesting an event to me that I wish to undertake to picture to my readers the last Chapel i attended. For various reasons, I shall mention no names. The Chapel bell rang and each High School student hurried out of his room so fast that I concluded that all had the excellent haoit of arriving on time, but for certain, something in the hall seemed very attractive. Other went immediately into assembly thus giving Mr. B., the principal an excuse for scolding the late arrivals. After much talking and confusion this assembly of Seniors, Juniors, Sophs, and Freshmen became somewhat quiet. The song books were passed out, and the song entitled, “Love Divine, all Love excelling” was announced. 1 don’t know why, but W. H. S. students seem extremely fond of this song, for 1 hear it every time 1 visit them. Di-opping of books and banging seats followed, but finally the entire audience was standing. Just as the singing began, a girl who stood only a short distance from me happened to think of something very important to tell her oest friend. In order to make her friend hear she was forced to speak very loudly. I considerately refrained from singing for fear she would strain her vocal cords i.i trying to be heard above the noise. After the song Mr. B announced that “selection 26” would be read responsively. This part of the entertainment I enjoyed exceedingly. The students drawled their part out in a monotone, which proved singularly impressive. The section of the room in which I sat seemed to be somewhat slower than the others, for they always came out two or three words behind every one else. The books were closed with a bang and one at a time, the students began to stand up. I was at a loss to know what was to take place next, when Mr. B announced that everyone would stand up and repeat the Lord’s Prayer. The prayer was repeated as if they were saying A. B C’s, and I imagine meant equally as much to them. Mr. B arose to make a few announcements: Student Council would meet at 3:30. If your name appeared on the bulk tin board you were to appear before the Student Council. The absences and tardinesses this week were much greater than usual. This must be eliminated in some way. Then as one means of eliminating absenses, he gave a rather detailed account on the curing of colds and other diseases common to children in winter time. Mr. B had barely sat down when up jumped Mr. C who began by heralding the praises of the next lecture course. He also gave a little talk on efficiency and ended by saying he wish high school students would practise efficiency in paying tutition as they were now about two hundred dollars behind. Mr. B immediately re-arose to give a few minor announcements which had escaped his notice. He then ordered the song books to be passed to the aisle, and the students to pass to their respective classes. Although I have attended Chapel in different places, this one I think is the most singular. Everyone knows just what to do and just when it is coming next. If Mr. B should allow the students to carry on chapel, it would be carried on in exactly the same way, for no one of them could withstand the shock even of the suggestion of variety. I. H. ’17. 50 THE ' BOOMEli ' t ?lfe|T•foj Class Flowers—Red and White Carnation. Class Colors—Maroon and White. Motto—“We have started; let us finish.” YELL Hizzy bizzy tizzy ting Hizzy bizzy bizzy ting Hizy bizzy Maroon and White Busy Sophomores, we’re all right.” OFFICERS President - Vice President ... Secretary - Orie Baker Robert Stone Lois Yetter 51 Saphantare Class History At about eight-twenty on the morning of the fifteenth of September, nineteen hundred fourteen, some sixty bright-looking (?) Freshmen were wandering about the High School Building. They did not know what to do or say and were too timid to ask those who seemed to feel at home. This timidity had somewhat worn off by the following Monday, and a few of the bolder ones went so far as to put a notice on the bulletin board calling a class meeting. As a result of this meeting, the following officers were elected: James Robinson, President; Orie Baker, Vice President; Lovilla Wright, Secretary; Philip Brain, Treasurer. Despite the fact that we were Freshies, we were well represented on the gridiron. On the football team were: Isaac Quickel, Ben Patterson, Clarence Moore, and Philip Brain. On October twenty-third the Cherokee boys defeated the home team. That night our class gave a reception to the upper class-men, to which the visiting team was invited. Our class has taken the lead in athletics this year. Five members of the Sophomore Class won W’s in football. Isaac Quickel and Orie Baker are among the few students who can play both football and basket ball with equal success. Agnes Irwin and Lovilla Wright, our star forwards, are largely responsible for the success of the girls’ basket ball team. Our 52 boys are out practicing for track every day, and it looks now as if we might win the inter-class meet. The present school year has beeen filled with events of enjoyment and interest for the Sophomore Class. First we had a weiner roast, which was a great success. Again, a kodak party went to the river and had an enjoyable time, although only a few of the class were present. Later we had several parties. At one of these, some Junior and Senior boys carried off a cake. We never learned what they did with it, but it was NOT EATEN IN CHAPEL. Although it doesn’t seem (W) right, there is always a big Snow when we wish to have a class party. If our cakes are stolen we send a Hunter to bring back the culprits. In the meantime, our Baker can get flour from the Miller and make Mo(o)re cakes. Although our Walker can hurry along the Street, she is sure to stumble over Stone or run into a Bush if she goes into the country. At the close of this our second year of life as students of W. H. S., we look back at the past with sincere content and forward to success with pleasing attitude. We are glad to say that there is but one thing we place above loyalty—and that is loyalty to W. H. S. We can truthfully say that we have done our part in making WOODWARD HIGH SCHOOL What It Is —The BEST HIGH SCHOOL IN NORTHWESTERN OKLAHOMA. 53 THE BOOMER Sophomore Class Jlroplteru Setting:—A moving picture theater in Woodward ten years later. Hurley Hunt a moving picture producer has collected pictui-es of all members of his old class, the class of ’18. The pictures are produced in Woodward September 7, 1926. E?ch picture shows one of the class and their occupation. PICTURE 1. Setting:—Railroad Shops. Pittsburgh, Penn. Character:—Fred Hopkins. Costume:—Overalls and jumper. Action:—The Man is directing the construction of a huge locomotive. PICTURE 2. Setting:—Street corner. London, England. Character:—Lois Yetter. Costume:—Salvation Army suit. Action:—The woman is singing to a large group of women. PICTURE 3. Setting:—Cooking shack of a threshing crew. Characters:—Harold Street and Ruth Raynor. Costume:—The man is dressed in overalls, broad rimmed hat and boots. The woman is dressed in a soiled kimona, her hair is unkept and she is barefooted. Action:—The two are quarreling as to which one shall peal the potatoes for dinner. PICTURE 4. Setting:—Grave yard in Greensburgh, Kentucky. Character:—Ernest Dillon. Costume:—A black suit of clothes with crepe on hat. Action:—The man while drying his eyes reads the following inscription on the tombstone. “Here lies Martha Green Dillon, the beloved wife of Ernest Dillon who was taken from this earthly home to a heavenly on on March 1, 1926.” ' PICTURE 5. Setting:—A bare unkept room in a tenement house in Chicago. Character:—Lewis Snow. Costume:—Spectacles, patched trousers, blue shirt, no tie, unshaven and long hair. Action:—The man is sitting in an uncomfortable position with a fierce scowl on his face looking at a crack in the floor. A small dog comes frowning to him but he gives it a severe kick. PICTURE 6. Setting:—Theater in Berlin, Germany. Character:—Henryetta Walsh. Costume:—A Fashionable Paris Evening Gown. Action:—The lady has just finished singing and bows first to the Kaiser and then to the audience, who recall her time and time again. PICTURE 7. Setting:—A general merchandise store in Mooreland. Character:—Martin Bubb. Costume:—A business man’s suit of grey. Action:—The man blushing deeply is selling a ladv a pair of stockings. PICTURE 8. Setting:—Winter Garden. New York Citv. Character:—Edna Miller. Costume:—A costume to represent Lady Macbeth in Shakespeare’s Macbeth. Action:—The lady is playing the leading role in the drama. PICTURE 9. Setting:—Street in Los Angeles, California. Character:—Gerald Root. Costume:—Dirty overalls, jumper and a s’ouch hat. Action:—The man is performing the duties of a street scavengar. PICTURE 10. Setting;.—Worth’s Fashion Shop Paris, France. Character:—Ethyle Walker. Costume:—A Modern ball gown. Action:—The lady is languidly moving up and down the hall between the mirror showing her beautiful form and gown to an admiring audience. PICTURE 11. Setting:—Night on an Atlantic Steamer bound for Liverpool. Characters:—Edythe Bush, a popular Cabin Dancer and Carl Harr, a millionaire sportsman. 54 Costume:—The lady is dressed in an evening gown of extreme style. The rnan has on a dress suit. Action:—The man rises from his knee and gives one more look at the vanishing form of the woman and leaps from the rail into the deep blue water. PICTURE 12. Setting:—Capitol Building, Washington D. C. Character:—Robert Stone. Costume:—Swallow Tail Coat. Action:—The man is standing before a large assembly and seems to be urging that a measure be passed. PICTURE 13. Setting:—Motion picture camp in the Rocky Mountains. Character:—Marion Griffis. Action:—The girl leaps from a high cliff to a creek below. A month iater a picture appeared in Chicago entitled: “The Daring Death of a Noted Cow Girl.” Marion Griffis, heroine. PICTURE 14. Setting:—Hobo camp on the bank of a small stream in Kansas. Character:—Edwin Saunders. Costume:—The man is smoking a pipe while lying on the ground looking up into the sky. Hobos are seen preparing a mid-day meal but he takes no interest whatever. PICTURE 15. Setting:—A cell in the insane asylum, Supply, Okla. Character:—Lovilla Wright. Costume:—A black dress. Action:—The lady is crying while the nurse is trying to console her. Below the picture are these words: “Beware of a fast Life.” PICTRE 16. Setting:—Federal Prison, Atlanta, Ga. Character:—James Robinson. Costume:—The regular striped suit. Action:—The prisoner is pounding rocks. PICTURE 17. Setting:—Street in St. Paul, Minn. Character:—Margaret Peebles. Costume:—Trousers, a black coat, and a derby hat. Action:—A long procession of women are moving up the street and at the head we recognize Margaret Peebles, who is carrying a banner with the words written on it “Votes for Women.” PICTURE 18. Setting:—Speedway, Indianapolis, Ind. Character:—Gerald Cox, alias “Wild Bill.” Costume:—Auto Racing Suit. Action:—The man has just crossed the finishing line a winner and as he removes his headgear we recognise Billy. PICTURE 19. Setting:—Gymnasium at the Texas University. Character:—Agnes Irwin. Costume:—A basket ball suit. Action:—The lady is coaching the girls team which seems to be perfect in every line of playing. PICTURE 20. Setting:—Show tent, Gage, Oklahoma. Character:—Horatio Vosburgh. Costume:—Usually worn bv a ouack doctor. Action:—The man is trying to sell “Vosburgh’s Corn Cure;” he is advocating that it is absolutely the best on earth. PICTURE 21. Setting:—A fighting ring in Cuba. Character:—Ben Patterson. Costume:—A prize-fighter’s suit. Action:—The man and a negro are fighting. After 26 rounds Ben is given the decision. PICTURE 22. Getting:—Yard behind a small shnfC Alva. Okla. Character:—Edith Renfrew. Costume:—Clothes usually worn by a washerwoman. Action:—The woman is busy over a washboard. A little boy playing near by. PICTURE 23. Setting:—A railroad station in Oklahoma City. Character:—Audra Moore. Costume:—Simple dress, out of style. Action:—The lady holds a child in her arms, another is sitting near by while three others are chasing around over the room. The lady is purchasing a ticket. PICTURE 24. Setting:—Apartment house, Riverside, California. Characters:—Clarence Moore and Mary Lanham. Costumes:—The man has a bath robe (Continued on page 104) 55 FRESHMEN ORGANIZATION President ----- George Sprague Vice President ----- Harry Stallings Secretary ------ Mary Beatty Treasurer - - - Nina Ray CLASS YELL CLASS COLORS Thunder lightning, Purple and white. Crack of doom Freshmen, Freshmen, Watch us boom. 57 CLASS FLOWER White carnation. Top Row—Calvin Keith, Chaunccy Mason, .James Seeward, Albert Blumer, Floyd Mooreland, Claude Potts, Chas. Rutledge Worthen Straight, Kenneth Fogelsong. Middle Row—Averret Gober, Harry Stallings, Edgar Hayes, Solon Burkett, Herbert Dillon, George Sprague, Murray Holcomb, Paul Casey, Francis Worsham, Paul Sayers. Bottom Row—Harold Smith, Nolan Patterson, Max Hobble, Robert Hunter, Chester Chappell, Ira Lafon, Herschell Street, Verne Coover, Leonard Blumer. JFreahman OIIaBB Early in the month of September the largest class ever known in the history of W. H. S. emerged from their care-free lives of pleasure to enter upon the dismal and obstreperous path of intellectual life at W. H. S., little dreaming of the trials and tribulations awaiting them there. But alas! as soon as they entered the halls of the building, they heard that dreaded and hated cry of “Freshies.” But too proud to turn back, they went on only to see scornful fingers pointed at them and to hear terms of scorn and ridicule. In that assembly hall that morning they sat as meek as lambs and something must have looked strange about them for everyone kept gazing and smiling. The Seniors, believing themselves unable to associate with the so-called “Freshies,” and not fully realizing their own condition, had but little compassion for the newcomers. The Juniors, feeling sorry for them, humbled themselves to give a little aid in the first dark days of their career, and installed into their hearts a growing feeling of hope and valor. The “Sophs,” whose highest ambition was to look down upon anyone they dared, were soon deprived of this desire as they became the victims of the Freshman debating team. Judging from their haughtiness, they seemed to forget their just last year they were in the same position. One thing which the Freshies found hard to accustom themselves to was the theme writing for the terrible tragedy of 58 V. First Row—Margie Fithen, Stella Kilroy, Mabel McCaslin, Irene Johnson, Audra Moore, Jettie Dillon, Augusta Wegner, Edith Keith, Bernice Delp, Jessie Mott, Rose Mott. Second Row—Gladys Irvin, Mary Beatty, Golda McCaslin, Eva Wade, Ada Sparks, Lucille Hunt, Elizabeth Wegner, Beulah White, Myrtle Richards, Leonora Husselton, Gail Stevens. Third Row—Aletha Terral, Mettie Byrd, Elta Rittenhouse, Madge Hatton, Gyla Roberts, Ruth Gurnsey, Beulah Shellhart, Hazel Kirkbride, Blanche Robertson, Nina Ray, Ruth Rathborn. Fourth Row—Velma Curb, Millie Tomlinson, Bernice Stevens, Edna Dycus, Gladys Healey, Lela Stoner, Margaret Dycus, LaRue Loving, Lois Seamans, Myrtle Smith, Mildred Hayden. JFrrshman (ClasB (Continued.) whispering and disturbing the peace of the Study Hall. I hey were always to be seen watching the bulletin board on Tuesday evening to read the names from the long list of Freshmen, and pointing to the notice under the list which read, “Please meet with the Student Council.” No one can imagine their paralyzing fears upon seeing the names being posted. They have progressed during the year by marked degrees in philosophy and literature, for they have formed two literary clubs, the boys club known as the O. B. O’s. and the gills socitey known as the “Belles Letters.” With all their activities, life seemed such a burden that they had little use for pleasure. They never thought of going out on a week night, except once in a while, when they did not have more than three or foui dozen problems to work or a book review to write out, or a dozen or so chapters to outline in history, or those unusually long translations in Latin. Then perhaps on Friday or Saturday nights, they timidly sought a few pleasures. But after all their minds drift back to the clouded days the air was laden with the smoke from the midnight oil, they think of hard work, but over and above all of these memories are those pleasant thougts of the many, more than happy hours spent in W. H. S. H. S. M. B. ’19. 59 i !9i5 t h sr, e m e sri Utarg Ann The first Monday morning of September dawned clear and cool. At Jeffries High School, teachers and pupils were in a stir—all gathered about the course of study laughing and chattering; the Seniors dignified, the Juniors decidedly cool, the Sophomores vainly trying to assume an air of gravity and the Freshmen “green,” or in other words, attempting to push the walls in. Finally, Mr. Carlson, the principal, called them to order in the assembly room where he explained the course of study, the recitation hours and other details—while in the midst of our appeal for the good behavior and best work of each pupil, a girl came in from the rear door, walked up the aisle and sat down on the front seat--casting a glance neither to one side nor the other. Her clothes were so different from the otner girls, that she looked as if she had just stepped from out her gi'andmother’s wardrooe—very neat, but very old fashion ed. As she came up the aisle, the eyes of every pupil followed her. The Freshies sat mute, the Sophomores tittered, the Juniors frowned and the Seniors looked on in dignified haughtiness. The new pupil sat sail while tne principal continued. After dismiss..1 to return in the afternoon every one congregated in the hail wanting to know who “she” was, where “she” was from anu why. No one knew, the girl was left alone in the assembly room to look question-ingly about her until the principal stepped to her side. “Good morning, Carlson is my name. Have you come here with the intention of enrolling in school?” “For no other intentions came I here,” answering the girl. “May I ask your name?” “Certainly, sir, ’tis Mary Ann Splint. I came here to go to school and to get an education. Where do I go?” and she turned as if to leave the room. “First,” began the principal, “have you selected your course of study?” “No Sir,” she replied, turning on her heel. “I’m from the back-woods, and I don’t know much. I expect to learn.” “Yes, I understand. If you will come with me we will meet each of the teachers and arrange your course.” They left the room ,passed down the long corridor and into room thirteen where they met the English teacher. After the course had been satisfactorily arranged the principal directed her to the Girls’ Dormitory where he left her in the care of the Matron. At lunch that noon, all was strange to this girl from the country and the hour was one f trial for her. She wag glad when all were called into the hall for the assignment of rooms. At last, “Lillian Scooner and Mary Ann Splint, third floor, room seventeen” announced the voice of the matron. Lillian, a popular, rather superior personage fairly sputtered with disgust but as nothing could be done reluctantly sought out Mary Ann and took her to the room. In the building in the afternoon, everyone seemed to know everyone else as they laughingly hurried about getting books, arranging classes and renewing friendship. Mary Ann, alone, drew out her books from the library and finding a seat, sat there trying to look unconcerned and satisfied until they were dismissed. Still alone, she made her way to her room in the dormitory. As the days went on, Mary Ann found that she had to read and re-read the assignments in order to get the thought at all, for everything was new and strange to her. By almost continued study, however, she was able to recite most of the time and the bare thought of failure spurred her on to her best. On the contrary, Lillian, who was quick to learn spent little time in study, feeling sure, in spite of her carelessness, that she would somehow “slide through.” One evening about dusk, Mary Ann had occasion to go into the garden surrounding the Dorm for a certain plant to specify for her botany note-book. While bending low over the plant, she heard the sound of voices. She raised her head to listen. The voices came nearer in a very earnest discussion. Mary Ann’s first thought was to flee, but if she moved she would be seen, so she merely sat still. As the two seated themselves upon a bench near her, 60 Mary Ann recognized the voices of Lillian and Roy Garrison, one of the leading students of Jeffries. As the conversation drifted on, Mary Ann was attracted by the mention of her name and heard Lillian spit out with vigor: “Well Roy, I can’t see what there is to like about that fogish girl, but I suppose, or rather see, that you are really interested in her.” “Yes, I am interested in her after having heard her name mentioned everytime we have talked together this year. She is different from other girls, and I ask you, Lillian, not to connect that word fogish” with her. She’s been a friend to me ever since 1 helped her get her first week's work straightened out and only yesterday she saved my life by helping me with that detestable old English thesis. Tell you what, Lillian, she knows who to write.” “Oh very well, I shan’t mention her again,” Lillian retorted hatefully. “I think I’d better go in.” As they walked out of the garden, Mary Ann took a short cut and entering the back door raced up the dark stairs and into her room. Seating herself, she tried to continue her botany work, but two thoughts kept bobbing into her mind. First, that she was old fashioned and fogish, and second, that “he” rather liked her. Soon Lillian came in decidedly cook and curt. Mary Ann made her angry and envious for she reflected that no one ever expected help of her and as for her thesis, she was luckly to get her own in on time. As the days went on, Lillian continued her spiteful ways, seemingly trying to “down” Mary Ann in every one’s estimation, but at the end of four years Mary Ann had gradually compelled the respect of all her school fellows by her unassuming ways and sincerity of purpose. One evening in the study hall, late in October, Roy turned toward Lillian and slyly remarked: “I noticed this afternoon that that fogish Mary Ann succeeded in working out that theorum which you couldn’t.” “Yes, she did and it gave her the big head too. I know she must have looked in the book.” “Come off, don’t get peeved just because I merely mentioned it. It isn’t the first time anyway. But say, did you hear the announcement at noon about the medal to be given by the school-board for the best poe.n written by a Senior,” “Yes indeed, and I’m going to try for it too,” said Lillian, forgetting at once the fogish Mary Ann. “Sure ’Nuff? I heard that Mary Ann Splint was going to try too.” “Hum, I c n beat her. I think mine will be about the “country girl,” or in other words about her. Mv, won’t that be a keen subject? I’ll make her blush for once.” “Don’t make it too personal. I’ll be ashamed of you if you can’t beat some one who never tried.” “I will. She knows I’m considered the best poet in school and that I’m the most popular and if she dares oppose me I’ll make a wall flo ver of her about proper.” “Be careful, I’ve ueen watching that girl and I see she comes up to the dot in everything she undertakes—I bet she works tike anything to win that medal.” “If she gets that medal, it will be because I am out of it,” concluded Lillian. The next day at dismissal, everyone was scurrying around for umbrellas and raincoats upon hearing the big pattering drops oe rain outside. No one noticed Mary Ann or seemed to care, for during her four years, she had attempted to make very few fast friends. Starting down the stairs alone, without any protection whatever, she met Roy Garrison coming out of the Germ n room carrying umberall and raincoat. Seeing her about to start out in the rain, he stepped to her side. “Walk over to the Dorm under my parachute” said he. “I see you have no wraps.” “Thank you, if it will nov trouble you too much.” “No trouble at all, in fact, I want to.” Upon reaching the front hall, he helped her into the raincoat and lifted the umbrella. They started off in laughter at the big raincoat draping Mary Ann’s slight form. Roy glanced back to see Lillian with one of the other girls huddling close together under a spacious raincoat hastening on behind them. “I hear you’re working for the medal” began Roy. “Yes, I’m working but I have a very hard opponent.” 61 “Well, don’t let your opponent worry you. You may be a born poet, who knows ? But say, how about that history test tomorrow? Prepared?” “Not exactly. Guess I’ll review a little tonight.” “Review? Why I’ve got to cram and that right to. There it goes again. I’ve lost my pocketbook and can’t borrow one from anybody. They’re all using ’em themselves. I’m sure to flunk,” and Roy’s brow drew itself into a frown. “I have mine up to date and have reviewed from it so you may have mine if you like,” ventured Mary Ann. “Mary Ann, you’re a pippin. Guess I won’t surprise old Prof. Such luck?” When they reached the Dorm, Mary Ann said: “If you’ll wait, I’ll bring the note book down right away.” “Sure, I’ll wait, right in this very spot.” Mary Ann hurried up stairs and came down just in time to see Lillian walk up the front steps into the hall without even looking at Roy. Evidently she was“peev- ed” thought Mary Ann. Roy took the book joyfully and went off whistling and thinking to himself that if everyone knew how obliging Mary Ann was, she would have oceans of friends. Mary Ann in her room found Lillian in a rage. “You mean girl, I’ll get even with you yet.” “Why—why, what do you mean,” exclaimed Mary Ann. “Yes, what do I mean? You know what I mean very well. Rain wouldn’t have hurt that dress. You pushed yourself upon him. Guess I didn’t see you.” “Well, if it’s Roy, I’m sure y---------” “Oh, no matter, go on. I ketch,” blurted Lillian and snatching up a Modern History text began to study. After a few minutes she had cooled off sufficiently to start downstairs, on a different matter al together. Coming back in dismay, she hesitatingly stammered: “Say, Mary Ann, won’t you let me your note book a few minutes. Every other girl in the class is using hers this minute. I don’t have mine written up and its not as full as your’s anyway.” “Which one?” asked Mary Ann| “Modern History.” “I’ve just loaned it.” “To whom, pray tell?” “A friend.” “A friend! Who?” “Roy Garrison.” “Just because he walked home with you, do you consider him a friend? Pooh!” Mary Ann did not answer She knew that the more she said the more she would have to say, so went on about her work. Lillian had so much to say that her anger rather increased because she had to swallow so much for want of a response from Mary Ann. During the following months Mary Ann used all her spare moments for her poem, often going to the lake and mountains beyond the garden for inspiration. Sometimes she took her pencil and pad and sat on the grass bordering the lake, loving the outdoors, which she tried to put into her poem. Lillian worked too, and by May, both poems were finished. Finally the deciding evening came. Five Seniors had entered the contest whose poems were to be read before the great crowd which had filled the assembly room. Lillian sat on the platform dressed in a smart frock of new design, contented and confident. At the end of the line sat Mary Ann in a very simple but neatly made lawn dress timidly looking into the faces of the audience, before her none of whom seemed to have smiles of appreciation for her. The judges took the front seat and all became quite. The Expression teacher came forward to read each in turn. The first read was “Sunset” by Lillian Scooner. This poem was flowery and long, quiet pretty and rhymed perfectly. Lillian blushed with satisfaction as she received the poem from the reader’s hand. As the time came nearer her turn, Mary Ann felt as if she wished to slip away. Her words were so simple in comparison with the others and yet it had meant so much to her. If only 62 they could know how she meant every thought in it. Here the reader returned the poem of the boy sitting next to her and reached for her own. Mary Ann gave it to her with trembling hands and, colorless, shrank back deeper into her chair as she heard the readar announce the title, The Violet and give the author’s name. Soon after she was again holding the poem in her hands. “The judges may retire to decide,” announced the chairman and as the judges filed out the five left the stage. It seemed ages before the decision came, but finally the announcement was given to the Superintendent—“It is too bad,” he said,, “that each of the contestants cannot receive a medal for all five poems were excellent. The judges have decided, however—” and here Mary Ann felt like going through the floor more than before, for her poem certainly had suffered in contrast with the others, though she had scarcely heard a word of it while being read—“that the first prize belongs to the person whose poem was last read, Mary Ann Splint, who will now please step forward.” Mary Ann blindly moved toward the front to extend her hand for the medal. “Thanks Sir,” was all she could utter when a loud applause rang out, followed by several in the crowd hastening to congratulate her upon her success. Lillian was no where to be seen, having wilted completely at the decision for which her disappointment was almost more than she could endure. “Mary Ann, that was bully,” exclaimed Roy rushing up to her “How did you do it? The others weren’t in it with their flowery words and rhymes. But say, you’d better leave this hot room. You look almost ready to faint. Come on.” “Yes, but where is Lillian. I must speak to her.” “Never mind, we don’t need her tonight. Come out into the air.” Upstairs in her room, Lillian was undergoing all the humiliation of fallen pride and saying to herself: “I’ve lost the medal and I’ve lost Roy too, and all on account of that fogish Mary Ann. Let her have them, though, I s’pose she really does deserve both.” V. C. ’19. lattle (ttry nf a Jfesljman Tell not in untruthful accent You can bead the Freshman Class. There are many who have tried it To turn back as green as grass. We are real! We are earnest! We are working for the prize. There are others who can’t gain it Though they’re pretty and wie. On the mighty field of battle Yes, mid many battle cries, We are looking ever onward With our bright and gleaming eyes. We will do things to remind you Of “our Frehmen” so sublime. Just you take us as a pattern Then you’ll be 0. K. ? Sometime. We are always up and doing The Freshie boy will make the man. You will find it hard to beat him. Now just do it if you can G. M. ’19. 65 t«e« 19H THE 111. II S. Drhatiim (ttlult Baker Brown Filhian Kins Lake Myers Parker Pool 66 Dramatic (Club First Row—Paul Laune, Rosa Blumer, Robert Myers, Georgia White, Erwin Walker, Marion Winter, Nelle Clift, Ross Lake, Lois Hargis. Second Row—Miss Brooks, Gertrude Hayes, Ludwig Wolff, Marian Griffis, Dorsey Baker, Leona Hargis, Fern LaMunyon, Thelma Bradbury, Orie Baker. Third Row—Ruth Raynor, Mary Terral, Eraa Seward, Lee Rhudy, Merle Hudson, Hesler Wyand, Margaret Stump, Elizabeth Reed. 67 HU'Ilrs SrttrrB (Club First Row—Margie Fithen, Stella Ivilroy, Mabel McCaslin, Irene Johnson, Audra Moore, Jettie Dillon, Augusta Wegner, Edith Keith, Bernice Delp, Jessie Mott, Rose Mott. Second Row—Gladys Irvin, Mary Beatty, Golda McCaslin, Eva Wade, Ada Sparks, Lucille Hunt, Elizabeth Wegner, Beulah White, Myrtle Richards, Leonora Husselton, Gail Stevens. Third Row—Aletha Terral, Mettle Byrd, Elta Rittenhouse. Madge Hatton, Gyla Roberts, Ruth Gurnsey, Beuiah Shellhart, Hazel Kirkbride, Blanche Robertson, Nina Ray, Ruth Rathburn. Fourth Row—Velma Curb, Millie Tomlinson, Bernice Stevens, Edna Dycus, Gladys Healey, Lela Stoner, Margaret Dycus, LaRue Loving, Lois Seamans, Myrtle Smith, Mildred Hayden. 68 0). ®. ©. Club Top Row—Calvin Keith, Chauncey Mason, James Seward, Albert Blumer, Floyd Moore, Claud Potts, Charles Rutledge, Worthen Straight, Kenneth Fogelsong. Middle Row—Averrett Gober, Harry Stallings, Edgar Hayes, Solon Burkett, Herbert Dillon, George Sprague, Murray Holcomb, Paul Casey, Francis Worsham, Paul Sayer. Botton Row—Harold Smith, Nolan Patterson, Max Hobble, Robert Hunter, Chester Chappell, Ira Lafon, Herschell Street, Verne Coover, Leonard Blumer. 69 Emersonian (With Top Row—Herbert Boehm, Paul Laune, Gerald Root, Joseph Hoffert, Lewis Snow, Isaac Quickel, Wayne Proctor, Clarence Moore, Earl Mason, Robert Stone, Maurice Walker. Middle Row—Joe Hunter, Ernest Dillon, Martin Bubb, James Robinson, Edwin Saunders, Ray Iddings, Edward Dycus, Gerald Cox, Robert Matthews, Frank Iddings, Hurley Hunt. Bottom Row—Forrest Robinson, Mac Thomas, Finis Pope, Fred Hopkins, Lewis Burrows, Horatio Vosburg, Carl Harr, Orie Baker, Harold Street, Edwin Greer. 70 ©. ©. ©. ©lull Top Row—Amy Sparks, Susie Stone, Winona Hunter, Lo-villa Wright, Lois Yetter, Hattie Knight, Margaret Peebles, Edith Renfrew, Mary Lanham, Hattie Crosno, Justina Burkett. Middle Row—May Traver, Ruth Thomason, Bernice Gwynn, Aurda Mechling, Helen Healey, Miss Lawhead, Martha Green, Belle Coombes, Edythe Bush, Maud Boswell, Anna Dillon. Bottom Row—Clara Crosno, Ethyle Walker, Blanche Harr, Ruby Potts, Agnes Irvin, Edna White, Glenna Allen, Henryetta Walsh, Edidth Miller, Vera Nelson. 71 Stubrut Ciuutril Merritt Brown Justina Burkett Vice-Pres. K Foglesong Winona Hunter Robt. Matthews James Robinson Gerald Cox Clara Crosno Burris King President Hattie Knight Cor. Sec. Letha Walker Rec. Sec. Eugene Sharp 72 !9I5 THE aOQIWER I9l6r g £ M. £. Robert White Burris King Treasurer Secretary Ross Lake Edwin Greer Hesler Wyand Harry Wilcox H. B. King Robert White Ludwig Wolff Robert Myers Harold Pool Edward Dycus Robert Matthews Solon Burkett Eugene Sharp Ira Lafon Wilbur Goranflo Harry Stallings Harold Smith Lewis Snow Averett Gober Isaac Quickel Hurley Hunt Maurice Walker Ernest Dillon Paul Laune Mr. E. Hubbell 73 (Lite lUittle Angel After the battle is ended, After the conflict is o’er, After the men in the trenches, Hurl their death missies no more, After the guns cease their rattle And the shells cease their cry, After the smoke of the conflict, Clears from the evening sky. When, o’er the field, night is falling When the sun sinks in the west. When, with the lowering darkness; Earth by its shadow is blest; When, with its covering darkness When, with its blanket opaque When, in the close shrouding blackness Flickering compfires awake, Then ’tis that wounded are dying, Then ’tis that souls will depart, Then ’tis that life-blood is flowing From many a fluttering heart. Then on the breeze float the moaning, Then on the ear falls a cry, Then on the stillness drift voices, Raised to the Father on high. Bountiful Father of mercy, Merciful God of above, Sends to the wounded and dying Comforting messages of love. Now on the ears of the wounded Falls there a low swishing sound, Then as the dimmed eyes glance upward. Poor, suffering hearts give a bound. For on the eyes of the dying, Falls there a vision so sweet, That as they upward lie gazing, Men wish to rise and to greet. Faint in the evening twilight, F’oating serenely above Blood-drenched fields of the conflict, Drifts God’s own message of love. There in etherial spaces, Robed in its garments so white, Waits now the angel most glorious. Lingers the angel of light. Mayhap this angel is waiting, Gathering souls to its bi-east, Safe o’er the river to bear them Thence to their mansions of rest. Oh, glorious angel of heaven, What were it not for thy care ? How would the souls now departing Pass to those palaces there? Still wilt thou, angel of Battle, Hovering near o’er the field, Be to the souls now departing, Buckler, a sword, and shield. Ross Lake ’16. 74 S J r'i S w k Wlh 5? 1 1 • ____IlilJs.____ROjO_ g$ 19j6 THE jSOC MER 19T6|T lttau Bay JFcatiual The Woodward Public Schools held their first May Day festivities on the afternoon of May 1, in the city park before a large concourse of townspeople. The procession of school children started from the High School building, marched down Main street and then to the park. Preceding the float of the queen-elect and her court, marched a herald in a gorgeous scarlet robe proclaiming the coming of her majesty while close behind, came her body guard of armed sentinels in blue uniforms and caps, followed by those who were to take part in the drills and dances. After the queen-to-be and her attendants had taken their station upon the dais, the High Chancellor, robed in purple, placed the crown upon the queen’s head and announced her majesty to her subjects after which the various grades gave their dances and drills. The happy festivities closed with the winding of two gaily colored May poles and the exit of the queen and her court. PROGRAM Grand Parade of School Children Crowning of the May Queen (at Park) “The Sailor’s Hornpipe” - - Grades of the East Ward “The Rose Hood Drill” - - Grades of the North Ward “The Dutchess Dance” - Girls of the Seventh and Eighth Grades “The Posy Bed” 1 ( Grades of the “Dance of the Poppies and Butterflies” - ) West Ward “Military Drill” - Eighth Grade Boys “Chrysanthemum Drill” - - Girls of the Sixth Grade “Seven Steps and a Hop” - - Third Grade Girls “The Mountain March” - Girls of the Seventh and Eighth Grades “1 See You” (Folk Dance) - - Third Grade Girls “Winding of the May Pole” - Fourth and Fifth Grade Girls MUSIC BY THE BAND Qlalcitirar SEPTEMBER 6. Enrollment. 7. School opens. Many Freshmen make their bashful “detmt.” 8. Mr. Halley annouces that he will sing a song, “Blest be the Tie that Binds”—was suggested. 10. Hesler’s invitation to the Freshies from the Sophs., Juniors and Seniors received with a loud applause —by Sophs., Juniors, and Seniors. 11. The Freshman reception. Caesar becomes a favorite of the girls. (pictures.) (?) 19. Hesler has a new pair of socks. Those pink ones. 20. Freshmen give another bloodcurdling class yell. Miss Wright of Tulsa tells us of Kendall College. 24. Seniors hold first class-party with Ross Lake. All present, reported a “tine time.” 27. The New Vic-try-o-la was installed. Tag day—I’m No Piker. OCTOBER 1. Dr. Lumpkins gives a lecture on “Curios from Strange Lands.” Bryrn Parker, Living Model. 4. Petition for student council unanimously received. 7. Foot ball boys return from Alva —defeated 41 to 0. “Many were the tears that fell.” 8. Reverend Pool tells of “Schools for the Blind.” 9. Officers for Student Council elected. First Senior quarrel. Juniors officers entertain class with a “Weenie Roast.” 12. First number of Lecture Course. Professor Laurant Co. Seniors have seats reserved together, to maintain a peaceful appearance. 20. Dramatic Club holds first meeting. Bryan Parker asks meaning of “Describe.” 21. Georgia White as housekeeper seriously cuts her thumb. 22. Kodak club meets. 23. “The Wizard from Wiseland.” Grand Opera. (?) 25. Girls of W. H. S. hold a suffragette meeting and decide on a “uniform Style of Dress.” Watch the style! 26. The first edition of Northwest Wind. The Villian and others of the Nobility publicly exposed. 29. Football game with Canadian, Woodward 7-0. Hurrah for Hubble! Miss Brooks arrives! 30. Freshman, Junior and Senior pa rites—unexpected guests! NOVEMBER 1. Speech by Mr. R-.cr.urdson on V. M. C. A. work. 5. Football boys go to Canadian. Fatty Walker becomes “girl struck.” 6. Football boys in Miami. 7. First basket ball game with Mopreland—girls win. 8. Rev. Seamans gives an excellent address. Foot ball boys give small extemporaneous speeches. Fatty-Walker, the “ladies man” gains the most applause. 9. Hessy Wyand has another pair of new socks—green ones! 10. Seniors have an enjoyable ( ?) quiz in History. 12. Y. M. C. A. organized. Alva vs. W. H. S., football game. 13. Mooreland wins basket ball game from W. H. S. at Mooreland. 19. Shattuck plays basket ball here. Hubbell yell leader—Loud yells ? 24. Seniors entertained by Winona Hunter and Thelma Bradbury. Miss Roberts leaves for home on 1:40 train. 25. “Turkey Day”—Cherokee Foot Ball team—remember W. H.S. won— defeated 26-0 favor of Woodward. 26. School begins again—everyone feels “hilarious” and many resolutions are made to escape examinations. 28. Hesler takes his usual afternoon “beauty sleep” in the Annual room, but is disturbed. 30. School dismissed because of Diphtheria. Mr. Wakefield kills pigeons with shot gun. DECEMBER 13. School again. Grade cards given out—German II pupils delighted? 14. Exams, given—and heart failure (also other failures) are frequent. 15. Faculty meet all failures pr'v-ately. Terror reigns in tho nearts of all. 20. Some pupils visit Student Council after school—wonder why! 22. Janitor requests the pleasure of cleaning the annual room—consent gained. 23. Alumni gave a very interesting program. Mr. Wakefield announced that we will have only one week vacation. 2 7. Chapel—Mr. Brooks of the State University gave us a splendid talk on English Composition. 29. We heard of Miss Lynch’s marriage. Basket Ball reception. 31. Debating club dine with Mr. and Mrs. Halley JANUARY 3. Chapel. Mr. Bernstorf here on business. 5. Dramatic club. Victrola plays music for their entertainment. ( ?) 7. Lyceum Course, represented by Peter McQueen, and his interesting pictures. 8. Basket ball games. 9. Junior class Went on a kodak trip to take pictures for the annual ? 11. Winona ill. Student Council meets the culprits again. 12. Clubs were organized. Favored with music by W. H. S. noted Singing Company at noon. Harry Chin is ill. 14. Basket ball game at Gage. 15. Woodward wins from Gage. W. H. S. rejoices much because it is the first game they nave won—that is the boys. 21. No school—the teachers are at Alva. 22. W. H. S. plays three basket ball games at Shattuck. 24. Chapel. Same thing—Loud Class Yells! 25. Lyceum Course. Ralph Par-lette—Very Good. 26. Dramatic club meets. Initiation of O. O. O’s. 2 7. Just study—that’s all. 28. Basket ball game with Moore-land. Referee rotten—eggs the same. Dizzy, intoxicated eggs, price 40c per omelet. 29. Senior party given by Russell Laune and Marion Winter. 31. Chapel—Cards—speech by Mr. Halley. FEBRUARY 3. Annual room invaded by Sophs. Speech on paying for foot ball tickets. Merritt Brown elected president of Athletic Society. 4. Big Chapel, program by ex-cui-prits. List of missing books given by Miss Lawhead. Basket ball game at Mooreland. 5. Basket ball game—Gage Midgets vs. Woodward Midgets. 7. Chapel. Grand Opera program given by those interested in music— and aided by the records played on the Victrola. 8. Seniors discuss class invitat-tions submitted by Mr. Stark. After 79 1915 tb-se: m c 9 ef about an hour, one -.vas chosen, but not decided upon. Lyceum Course. 9. Still preparing for aeoate. Dramatic Club meets. 11. The characters for the Senior play chosen. Clubs meet. 14. Merle Hudson entertained the Seniors. 15. “It is better to smoke here than hereafter.” 17. Pope and Baker comhat. “Pope no duck.” 12. Parker and Cox “111 Trouva-tore in Chapel.” 21. All sing “111 Trouvatore” in Chapel. 22. Senior-Junior Reception was giv’en at the High School building, ail ueeorations were Red, White and r lue. 25. Bob White walks to school with a girl (?) Yes, rive of them. MARCH 2. Examinations. 3. Basket ball game at Supply. All return home safe. 6. Herr Buchler gave us lessons in politeness. 8. Prize Fight—Harry Chin wins —and is fired. 14. Chorus is organized by Miss Walsh. 15. Students of Friend’s University of Wichita give a Concert. 16. Basket ball game—Friend’s against W. H. S. Rah! Rah! Woodward wins. 17. Orchestra started. St. Patrick’s Reception given by f reshmen to Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors— also Faculty. 20. Mrs. Hillerman speaks to us in Chapel on Patriotism. 21. Twenty-five m nutes of Three or was it 3:25? 24. Senior Play and Spread. 25. Cleanup day in Miss Bryant’s room. 80 27. Excellent address from Mr. Wakefield on “Efficiency.” 31. More lecture on efficiency. APRIL 3. Continuation of Efficiency. Advertiser of Woodbury s Freckle Cream on Senior Class. 7. Cleaning out aay behind the screenes. Quiekel and Fithian take an unseasonable bath. 10. Reasons for the “clean-up” given in Chapel. Track _ et. 12. Tests. Mr. HubPen takes a joy ride—whom with ? 13. More Tests. Harry buys his annual supply of face cream. 14. Annual Junior-aenior Banquet given at Presbyterian Church. Rainy night. Juniors royal entertainers. Track Meet. 17. Robert Myers received “highest honors” for highly colored socks, Miss Lawhead being the judge. 19. Change in some costumes—ask Gertrude. 20. Auto Races. Those who were absent to see the races were excused. Hurrah! 21. Track Team goes to Alva. 24. Chapel. All delighted with Mr. Hubbell’s report of the Track Meet at Alva. Harry W. a sport and furnishes treats. 27. Senior Picnic at Wegner’s. Boating popular. MAY 1. Last work on Annual! Now for a little studying! 14. Baccalaureate Sermon by Rev. Pool. 16. High School Play. 17. Class Night Program. 18. Commencement. Seniors happy for once. 19. Last Chapel. Chautauqua begins. THELMA BRADBURY, Society Editor. fitntttr-Mentor banquet Toast Master ----- Dorsey Baker Welcome ------ Ludwig Wolff Response - - Hesler Wyand Piano Solo Eugene Sharp Prelude in C Minor Reading Inez Hollingsworth The Witness “All That’s Lovely”— Elizabeth Reed Cornet Solo Erwin Walker lone Polka Piano Duet - - Country Dance Amy Sparks and Letha Walker “Wo?”— Professor Halley “As You Like It”— Winona Hunter Reading Then What’er the Weather Lois Hargis Auf Wieder Sehen— Merritt Brown « . ’ J • High School Song. 1915 THE BOOMER I9l6f Ikrrpttmt ta the jfttslxmtn To allay in some measure, their homesickness, and to prove to them that they were welcome additions to W. H. S., the Seniors, Juniors and Sophomores gave a very enjoyable reception to the Freshmen September eleventh, nineteen hundred and fifteen. An enthusiastic and interesting mock track meet was held in which several individuals starred in various spectacular and novel feats, cheered on to their best by admiring crowds from the side lines. From this event several before unknown Freshies jate the beginning of their year’s popularity and reputation. Lemons and striped stick candy were early served to the guests and they in an endeavor to show their upper-classmen how bold and brave and daring they could be, began throwing lemons about the buildings until pacified by ice cream and cake. Ever after the expression of welcome, the Freshies felt and understood that W. H. S. was in truth “their” home. Semor-Juitror Bkrcptmn On February twenty-second the Senior Class entertained the Juniors in the library of the High School building. Decorations of red, white and blue and score-cards bearing the pictures of George and Martha Washington reminded all of the honored birthday. “Rook” and various games were played with such enjoyment that the morrow’s unlearned lessons and certain failures were entirely lost sight of and forgotten. Punch was served during the evening and after refreshments of cherry-nut sundae and cake the guests expressed their sincere enjoyment of the evening and left for their homes. jfrcshntrn Errrjitwit On St. Ptrick’s Day the Freshmen gave a most enjoyable reception to the Seniors, Juniors and Sophomores. Upon arrival each guest was re-christened and during the evening was fined for speaking any name other than the one on the tag. Later each girl was allowed to talk to some young man for a very short time upon various and interesting subjects. (Some of the young men declare that they even received proposals). After this, vaudeville troupes were organizd which staged many unique and original stunts. Punch was served during evening and after refreshments of Ice cream “A la Shamrock” and cake all met on the school grounds to toast marshmallows before going home. m Hook 4 Athletics Atlilrttr Assormtion OFFICERS President ----- Merritt Brown Secretary-Treasurer - Fern LaMunyon MANAGERS Foot Ball ----- - Orie Baker Basket Ball ----- Gerald Cox Midget Basket Ball - - - Ludwig Wolff CAPTAINS Foot Ball - - - Cecil Ray Basket Ball - - - Harry Wilcox Track - - - - Dorsey Baker FACULTY ADVISORS E. E. Halley Elmer Hubbell Josephine Lawhead 84 JfoHtball—1915 The foot ball team of W. H. S. was a very successful one during the 1915 season. Since the rise of this sport in 1913, larger schools have sought games with us each succeeding year until now, foot ball is the most popular athletic game in W. H. S. When “Swede” Hubbell made his first call for men last fall, about thirty-five answered, of which number, nine were veterans. With these men, Coach Hubbell speedily rounded the team into shape so that the first game against Mooreland proved to be a mere joke to our men. Our first real game was played against the Alva Normals, in which we were defeated by a 3fitatbaU--1915 (Continued.) score of 42 to 0. The next game played with Canadian was another defeat for our team by a score of 20 to 7. At Miami, with the grass for a gridiron, the boys played one of the hardest fought games of the season, resulting in a score of 14 to 13 in in favor of W. H. S. When Canadian invaded Woodward territory, they intended to gain revenge for the two defeats of the ’14 team but found a foot ball machine stronger than they had expected. In this game, W. H. S. won by a score of 7 to 0. Alva High School played us our next game at Woodward. This was the only time that W. H. S. suffered defeat at the hands of a high school team during the . season—losing by a score of 10 to 24. In the last game which was played on Thanksgiving day, Woodward defeated Cherokee by a score of 26 to 0. In general, the 1915 season was very successful, and W. H. S. may well look forward to a more successful team next year for one man only will graduate this year from the team, Chester Fithian. 'HE BOOMER l9i6T iqi LEON BECK, Center “ I' atty” was too big for opposing centers to handle. CECIL, RAY, F. B. “Crazy always had the “pep.” He was the mainstay of the back field. ISAAC QUICKEL Left Guard ..nd Tackel Isaac could always make a hole big enough for the whole back field. 87 THE CHESTER FITHIAN, R. G. “Tiny” was always a man to be considered. MAURICE WALKER, Sub. R. E. “Fat” was a good end man, and good at receiving passes. PAUL LAUNE, R. E. Paul was a fast man and a steady player. He could be depended upon for short runs. CLARENCE MOORE Left Tackle Guard Barney could always be relied upon. 88 BRYAN PARKER, R. T. “W. J. B.” was reported by opposing teams to have many strong points. 0R1E BAKER, Quarter Orie was small but mighty. He handled the team well on all occasions. FINIS POPE, R. H. “Pope” was a good half back. He played a strong game in the latter part of the season. WILL FOSTER, L. H. “Bill” did good work for a first year man. 89 the 1oo1e¥ 19I6T 3L3 DORSEY BAKER,L. E. A stellar end man and made opposing men look slow. BEN PATTERSON Sub Guard Ben held his place well Picture was left out because could not be had LEWIS SNOW, Sub-Half Lewis did good work in the back field, and had an educated toe. 90 fi.SB ■5 1915 THE_BOOMER I9!6g j — The basket ball season of 1915-T6 for W. H. S. opened on the seventh of September with a great deal of enthusiasm on the part of the students. At first the team was somewhat handicapped by lack of material due to the fact that many of the member's were still playing foot ball, but with the final Thanksgiving game, prospects for a winning basket ball season brightened. Misfortune however, seemed to camp on the trail for the school was closed two weeks so that nothing was accomplished until the new year. The first game was played with Mooreland who succeeded in getting off with the big end of the score. The following week, W. H. S. went to Mooreland, again suffering defeat at their hands. The third game was played with Shattuck who brought to Woodward a strong and rough team, who defeated us because we had been trained by our coach to avoid roughness and scrimmage. In a series of four games with Gage our boys lost the first two but came gack strong enough to win the last two. The next two games were played with Mooreland again who won the first by two points and the last by one point. Shattuck then met us for three games losing one and winning two. Our last league game was played with Gage who made six 1)1 points in the first half to Woodward’s nothing, but during the last half our guards woke up and held the Gage forwards down to one while our forwards came back and made fifteen points. After the regular season we were challenged by Supply, the champion of the Northwestern League. This offer we willingly accepted and defeated them by a score of 49 to 26. While our basket ball team was far from being an all-victorius one, yet we were acknowledged by all of our opponents as well as by referees to be one of the strongest and by far the cleanest and best spirited team of the Santa Fe League. I. Q. ’18. Basket Ball Seam Harry Wilcox, Captain and forward. Harry, a Senior in basket ball as well as in school played the game with “pep” from the first sound of the whistle to the end. His quickness and ability to dodge him the best forward on the team. Robert Myers, guard. “Bob” was one of those all-round men, a crack basket ball player with an eye fer a tip-top High School guard. Chester Fithian, center. Fithian was the tallest and heaviest man on the team and was headed for the all state center from the fact that he played the Friend’s University center off his feet. George Sprague, forward. Sprague was the midget of the team but midget in size only for he played rings around many larger men. Opponents say he is hard to guard. James Seward, guard. Seward was the type who could play anywhere and everywhere, forward or guard. He is especially noted for his ability to throw goals in difficult positions. Isaac Quickel, guard. “Ike” was our heavy weight guard playing the game with speed and strength to spare. “Ike” will be a tower of strength in next year’s five. Merritt Brown, guard. Little introduction is needed for Brown for he placed himself permanently in the game with Mooreland. We have one consolation; he will be back next year. F. P. ’17. 92 86 516]_30 gas CEQgi J%M JL ijTpl r (Ctrl's ffiaskrt ©all We may consider our girls’ basket ball campaign this year as a success in general. Although we did not win all the games, we made the opposing team fight hard for those they took from us. Since there was no girls’ team last year, we were compelled to begin the season with new material but for the exception of two girls. After a few week’s practice with Miss Lawhead as coach, the first game was playea with Mooreland resulting in a decided victory for W. H. S. This early success helped the girls to try hard for those which followed so that out of the twelve games played, six were won. Each girl cn the team played an important part in winning each game. Lovilla Wright, captain and forward, played a good fast game and when “Bill” got the oall, the girls felt sure of a goal. Whenever symptons of the “rough element” were discovered in the opposing team, Lovilla was always called upon to handle the situation. Agnes Irwin, forward, was one of the best players we had —extremely quicK and active, but never rough. Ada Sparks, forward, was one of the most faithful girls on the team. She was always out to practice and the team next year will be strengthened by her being there. Edith Renfrew and Georgia White, centers, played a good defensive game. Although sometimes out-jumped, after the call Was in play, they generally succeeded in getting it from the opposing team, and sending it to the norwards. Ruby Potts, running center, although little, succeeded well in keeping the Oall from her opponent, and by her quick activity helped win many games. Lucille Hunt, running center, was always out to practice. Although she sometimes oecame excited in a match game and threw the ball away, her good fast playing more than counteracted this, for she never “fumbled” nor let a ball pass her. Gail Stevens, guard, was one of our best players. Her strong points were jumping high and in that way keeping her forward from throwing the ball over her head, and throwing the ball over center. Ruth Grunsey. guard, stuck to her opponent like a leech. She sometimes p.ayed a little rough but no rougher than the occasion demanded. Gertrude Hayes, guard, always cool-headed, quick, active, never rough, full of “pep” and always ready to play with all the vim within her, was among the best players on the team. The girls as a whole played a good clean, fast game, and since so many will still be here next year, we can predict a strong, successful team for the future. 94 95 MW, BOOMER !9!6 itttfrgt't Saaket Sail mtrnn During the past year a Midget basket ball team was organized for the first time in the history of W. H. S., composed of men weighing under one hundred and thirty-five pounds. Although the Midgets were rather late in getting started, they presented quite a formidable line-up, and on two separate occasions defeated the regular team, at the same time suffering one defeat only at their hands. The forward positions were ably held down by O. Baker and Wyand, both of whom were for sometime members of the big team. There was much competition for the guard position; Greer, Rhudy, Coover and Street playing alternately with Coover also sometimes used at forward to good advantage. Wolff, Captain, played a good game at center considering his very little experience in this position. He also played on the big team at the beginning of the year. Although everyone played fine basket ball, Baker, Wyand and Wolff “pulled off” some flashy plays which resulted in pointh. The Midgets were unable to find a team w’ithin miles of their size but, despite this fact, played a successful season, droppng only three of the eight games played. 96 Under the direction of Elmer Hubbell, W. H. S. has appeared on the “track map” of Oklahoma for the first time. This is our second year only in track athletics, and considering this, was a most successful one. The boys started with the Inter-class meet April 10. This meet, in which there was some really keen competition, resulted in a tie between the Sophs, and Juniors. D. Baker, Junior, was the all-round man with 1914 points. Cox, the Sophomore, was second with 18. The Junior relay team, Wolff, Parker, Brown, D. Baker, simply ran away from the field. The second meet of the season was the tri-county meet at Woodward on April 14. There, many of the towns in Northwestern Oklahoma were represented, and the meet resulted in a 97 sweeping victory for W. H. S. The final score was VV. H. S. 96 to 21 for Waynoka, the closest competitor. D. Baker again succeeded in beating the field for all-round man, scoring 19% points. 0. Baker was close second with 14 points. The day was bad and no records were even aproached. In this meet, eight men won their letters: D. Baker, O. Baker, Laune, Wolff, Brown, Stallings, Fithian, Quickel. Immediately before this meet Dorsey Baker was unanimously elected Captain. As the Boomer gees to press, there are still two meets for W. H. S., one at Alva, Saturday, April 23, and the other at Norman, May 4, 5 and 6. The boys are confident of making them all hustle at Alva, and though they do not expect to take the Norman meet, they surely intend to make a good showing. L. W. ’17. WOODWARD HIGH SCHOOL TRACK RECORDS 100 yds.—10 2-5 Laune, Inter-class meet. 1916. 880 yds.—2:19 4-5. Brown, Inter-class meet. 1916. 50 yds.—b 3-5. Laune, Inter-class meet. 1916. 120 Hurdle.'—19 4-5. O. Baker, Inter-class meet. 1916. 440 yds.—50 4-5. D. Baker, Alva meet. 1916. Mile.—5:23 4-5. Lake, Inter-class meet, 1916. 220 yds.—24. D. Baker, Inter-class meet, 1916. 220 Hurdie.—28 4-5. D. Baker, Inter-class meet. 1916. Shot Put—35:5. Quickel. Inter-scholastic meet. 1914. Pole Vault.—9:4. Stallings, Alva meet, 1916. Discus.—89.’ Myers, Alva meet. 1916. High Jump. —c -2. Rhudy, Alva meet. 1916. Hammer.—83.7. Quickel, Inter-class meet. 1916. Broad Jump.—16.8Vs- Wolff, Alva meet, 1916. Relay.—3:57 V-'. O. Baker, H. Street, M. Brown, D. Baker, Alva meet, 1916. 98 drums Although an interest has been shown in tennis at W. H. S. for several years, the enthusiasm this season has been intense. Hesler Wyand who in past seasons has held the championship, again won medals. At Waynoka in the district tournament Hesler Wyand and Edwin Saunders won in the doubles. As the Boomer goes to press, Hesler will be making his record at the State meet in Norman. The girls’ tennis had a beginning this year under the direction of Miss Lawhead. Since only a few of the girls had played before, their achievements were not as notable as were those of the boys. In the inter-class contests, the victory was won for the Juniors by Belle Coombes and Fern LaMunyon. Belle holds the championship among the girls of W. H. S. • PHYSICAL CULTURE CLASS 100 lot r % satjcrg g jjnoji � Notes (Found on the floor.) It appears to me that you have a queer way of joking and besides someone just told me that you said you “didn’t care whether you ever went with me again.” You know that you said it to— don’t you ? And again you have related “your side” of the affair to several persons until now it is spread all over school and even up town. Bill’s girl even had to mention it to me. You sure are confidential, I must say. Furthermore, I didn’t say thatyou mentioned the change. Even if she did mention it and he dared you why that should give you no cause to ask me. All that I can discover is this “that you want to go with him” and now you are at liberty but that doesn’t mean that I am going to take her or anyone else. Wont you “please” keep quiet to everyone about this for there are already several different tales spread. I have only mentioned it to one person and then I didn’t say that “I didn’t care”—for I do. If you really meant that “ you didn’t care” why should I even answer “yes” or “no?” No doubt you have forgotten that you promised me a few things and now you have broken your promise in everything. It’s all my fault though, I don’t tnink. If I forgive you this time again—very likely a repetition of your former actions will happen. I did it once and the result is “nil”—That isn’t true friendship by any means. If you can’t ask me whether I care if you make another date for tonight, will you please not ask anyone if I do or not? As for the date—I don’t want to go with anyone that don’t want me or one who would be better satisfied with J------- so it is up to you. I know you do not want to take me, but if you so desire, you may. Let me know whether you are going to do it or not. Will see you at noon. D------------. Dear Little Pal. I wish you would write me a long, long note to-nite, after you have studied and obtained all your lessons, but not until, because I don’t want to interfere with your school work. Dear, I do want to know about L----------- being a boob. I know he is as I have had a few little troubles with him myself—and I don’t especially like him but I suppose you do but it hurts me for you to like him so well he is a good kid but he shure crummed me in Basket Ball and he talks about different people to their back and just acts so nice in front of them when talking to them. I don’t want you to think that I don’t want you to like him, because it isn’t any of my business but he is so 102 THE deseatful. I just had to tell you this dear little Pal because I could not tell it to anyone else who would think about it as I know you will. I have been writing a few letters for the Town Team B. B., see I am manager of it and we are going to get a few games chailing the W. H. S. and just beat the sap out of them and I want to get back at W---------------when we play them too. Now F----------please do have a little faith in me and dqn’t go to L-------- with this because if you do I would hate to disfigure his delecate little face. I wouldn’t tell you this either, but this is what is in store for him and H. A. W. they have been working against me all the time and I am through with both of them see. 1 shure don’t have any love for them. Well, I must tell you all about my trouble I don’t think I should tell you about this kind of trouble. Any how it isn’t nice to fight but I have got my dutch riled up and I mean bizz. Well, by-by, as ever loving from Buddy Billy Boy. Dear W------------ Why, I didn’t think it rude at all. 1 didn’t expect you to explain everything. 1 just consider it as a joke (which 1 suppose yet it is). When we mentioned it before Bob and H. they acted so funny that we thought we sure had done something rash, which of course we didn’t intentionally. I don’t feel a bit peeved toward you. It’s his own business, not mine. It doesn’t make any difference to me where he goes or what he does. That’s his own business and if he wants to associate with Ideal hashers, I should worry. R “LIMERICKS” “There is a boy called Wayne, Who from the girls will not refrain, Close to their side doth he stay From morning until close of day. No wonder, he’s insane.” There is a boy named Lake Who continually tries a quarrel to make; He moves like a turtle, He would make your blood curdle, On! somebody hit him for my sake. There is a Senior called Harry Whose cheeks are tanned and cherry, In B. B. he is a demon And looks as sour as a lemon. 103 (Continued from page 55) on and the lady a lounging dress. Action:—The two characters are setting at a table writing. They are both smoking cigarettes. They both stop writing and the man picks up a manuscript and reads it on the back we can see the title, “The damnation of the Damned.” PICTURE 25. Setting:—Street corner, Woodward, Oklahoma. Character:—Orie Raker. Costume:—A bright blue suit, white apron and white cap. Action:—The man is turning a peanut roaster and at the same time you can see his lips move as if he were saying, “Fresh Roasted Peanuts, buttered popcorn and hamburgers.” PICTURE 26. Setting:—Rural school house in the woods of Maine. Character:—Forrest Robinson. Costume:—A slouchy suit as is usually worn by teachers. Action:—The man with a stick in one h' ud and a spelling book in the other is hearing a class of girls recite. As we look at him Irving’s “Ichabod Crane” comes to our mind. PICTURE 27. Setting:—Hotel kitchen, Butte, Montana. Character:—Augusta Wegner. Costume:—Clothes worn by a waitress. Action:—The lady is “slinging hash,” and is stepping about lively and graceful as she use to at W. H. S. PICTURE 28. Setting:—Midnight on a gondola. Naples, Italy. Character:—Joe Hunter. Costume:—A long black coat, long hair and goatee. Action:—The man is setting in the boat looking first into the blue water and then into the star set sky, as if seeking an inspiration. His lips seem to move and it seems as we can hear him quote his wonderful poetry. PICTURE 29. Setting:—Ringling Brother’s Circus, Kansas City, Mo. Character:—Ruby Potts. Costume:—A costume usually worn by a female aquestrian. Action:—The lady is gracefully riding about the ring on a beautiful white horse. PICTURE 30. Setting:—A forset in the Islands of Borneo. Characters:—Ruth Thomason and Joseph Hoffert. Costume:—The costume of American Missionaries. Action:—The man and woman are kneeling and praying. The natives g-ather about them as though they considered them gods incarnate. THE END. PASSED BY THE NATIONAL BOARD OF CENSORSHIP. 104 !9!( RJhg thru €amr to li). H. .§. The Sophomore girls—To exercise the wheels in their heads which are highly magnetized for the attraction of boys. The Seniors—To worry the faculty. The Juniors—To boast of themselves. “The empty can maketh the loudest noise.” The Freshies—To penetrate the mysteries of Algebra. Calvin Keith—Because he loves the Student Council. Harold R.—To entertain a Senior girl. Ross L.—To dream of great things. Brutus—To instruct the Gym class in the fine art of playing Captain Ball Velma Curb and LaRue L.—To evade their mothers. Madge Hatton—To start a jewelry shop. Finis Pope—To study the usefulness of the egg as a source of enlightenment (40 cents). Gerald R.—To study “Dutch.” Parker—To go with the same girl twice. Basket ball boys—To win a game. Lee Rhudy—Not to talk in his sleep. Quckel—To become great. Student Council—To catch someone. Lewis Snow—To go to Canadian (?) Wayne—To find a girl. Herbert B.—To have one good history lesson. Fern L.—To have an occasional quarrel. Robert S.—To have a thorough knowledge of history. Gerald C.—To be yell leader. Robert W.—To keep his pencil quiet in Miss Lawhead’s class. Anna D.—To pass in German. Merle Hudson—To take a car ride. Helen H.—To keep the American History Class quiet. Elizabeth Reid—To “get through” on her past “rep.” Margaret S.—To graduate with the Juniors. Harry W.—To make up his English. Russell L.—To learn to be prompt. Hattie K.—To write Irish stories. Carl H.—Always to be on the go. Lewis B.—To read the Saturday Evening Post, and speak German. 105 r Dorsey Baker— (falteringl y) —“I’ve come to ask you for your daughter’s hand.” Mr. LaM.—“Can’t have it. I ain’t in the installment business; when you can support the entire girl then you can have her.” Robert Myers—(as the foot ball squad goes by)—“Chester will soon be our best man.” Ema S.—“Oh Robert, this is so sudden.” Miss Lawhead—“What was the fate of the three ancient cities?” Herschel Street—-“Babylon fell; Nineveh was captured and Tyre was ---------punctured.” Miss Brooks—(In German)—“Harold Root, conjugate “I am.” Gerald—(’glibly)—“Ich bin, do bist, er bit.” Prof. Wakefield—“Can your wife cook as good as your mother used to, Halley?” Mr. Halley—“She cannot; but I never mention it; she can throw a great deal better.” Miss Lawhead—“I put an ad in the paper for a husband last weeK.” Miss Roberts—“Any answer?” Miss Lawhead—“Answers!—I got 475 leters from different women begging me to take theirs.” While George Sprague was going from here to his home at Mutual, he kept putting his head out of the car window. Finally the brakeman came along and said: “Say, you had better keep your head inside that window.” “I’ll keep my head out of this window if I want to, and you can’t keep me from it,” George replied. “That’s all right. I was just warning you, because if you break any of those iron works, you’ll have to pay for them.” Mr. Halley—“My wife explored my pockets last night.” Friend—“What did she get?” Mr. Halley—“What an explorer usually gets—enough material for a lecture.” Ada S.—“Has the train gone?” Ticket Agent—“Yes, it just pulled out.” Ada—“Then I must have missed it.” Miss R.—(In Freshman English)— “Herschel what three words do you use most.” Herschel—“I don’t know.” Miss R.—“Correct.” Miss L.—(After discussing the Roman god Juno, in class)—“Who can tell me whether she was a god or goddess ?” I have my lesson—to get. During vacation I worked—my dad. Dear Parents:—I stay up late nearly every night to study—stars. In all my studies 1 get A—C. Senior—“In what course do you expect to graduate ?” Freshman—“In the course of time, I guess.” Ema says she always gets nervous just before she arrives at Wodward; it’s not strange, if you know whats waiting for her at the station. Fern—“I nearly froze coming home from Mooreland.” Dorsey—“I offered you my mackinaw.” Fern—“But then you would have been cold.” Dorsey—“O, well, you got half of it anyway.” “I am in trouble and I want to ask your advice. Mr. Halley told us to buy our tickets from our class President. If I go to our President to buy a ticket he will think I am hinting for him to ask me to go with him. If I don’t buy a ticket he will think I am waiting for him to ask me, so what am I to do?” (Taken from a note found in the Study Tall.) Ross Lake—(performing a Physic experiment—without looking up)— “Please set your number tens down a little more lightly.” Mr. Halley—“Oh, I beg your pardon, Ross.” i06 � U THE !9]fcT 107 4 Soph.—I have given Miss Lawhead the sobriquet, experience. Freshie—Why do yuu call her that.' Soph.—Because she's a dear teacher. Miss Brooks—(In German Glass)— “Chester Fithian, Du bist wie erne Blume.” Photograher—(to Marion)—“Now, look pretty, please. That’s it. Just a moment, there! Now you may resume your natural expression.” Eugene Sharp—(critizing Robert Stone in debating club)—“Robert kept lying down and picking up his paper.” Chester F.—“Have you sufficient faith in me to loan me a dollar?” Robert M.—“Yes, I have the confidence, but not the dollar.” Robert Stone is said to have the hardest name in school. Any one having a name harder, please report to the editor’s office. Mr. LaMunyon—“Fern, will you take a message to Dorsey.” rern—“Certainly, what is it?” Mr. LaM.—“fell him I don’t mind paying the light and coal bill for his staying up here all night, but I do object to his carrying off the morning paper when he leaves.” They say that “love is blind,” but I know a certain Junior boy who can see more beauty in his sweetheart than I can. Mr. Halley—(In Botany)—“What is the most useful timber in this community ?” James M.—“The school board.” If I wished to name a person more courageous than Napoleon, more persevering than Edison, mors religious than Ruskin, and more cheerful than Helen Keller—I would name the one who can wear a broad smile on his face, and carry a feeling of joy in his heart after a conference with Miss Lawhead. Mr. Halley—“What is an indirect lighting system?” Chester—“It is where a fellow gets ‘lit up’ when another fellow buys the drink.” Miss Brooks—“Herbert Boehm, if you’ll be quiet this German period, I’ll give you two cents.” Herbert—“Gee Whiz I can’t afford to work as cheap as that.” Finis—(In Modern History)—“The king’s bones were removed to a cathedral in France.” Miss Hayes—“Wnen did this happen.” Finis—“After the King died.” Miss Lawhead—(In Ancient History)—“Who supported the world on his shoulders?” Margie F.—“Atlas.” Miss Lawhead—“Very good, now who supported Atalas?” Margie F.—“I suppose he must have married a rich wife.” James R.—“Say Gerald, why are you fat fellows so good natured?” Gerald R.—“Why—we have to be— we can’t fight nor run.” Miss Lawhead—“Have you read “A Thousand Leagues Linder the Sea?” Soph.—“That’s too deep for me, Miss Lawhead.” Ruth R.—“I would gladly die for vou for one thing.” Harold—“What is that?” Ruth—“I’m afraid you could never replace me.” Miss Lawhead—(In English II.)— “Why was Athelstane so lazy and stupid ?” Gerald Root—(Rising from his chair with a great effort)—“It must have been because he was so fat. (See the point?) 108 (Lhtitgs (Lltat Mtere Ki'uer i tifr I want a beau, Please tell some one so, With anyone, I’ll go. Just so he’s called a beau. —Belle C. I am fully prepared this morning.—Mac Thomas. Please cut this A to a C; its all I deserve.—Brutus. No, I don’t care for any pie, thank you.—Foot ball boys. The V you sent me is too much; $2.00 will do.—Chester F. Two days and a half are more than necessary for Thanksgiving.—Students. I hate to break this fifty dollar William.—W. J. B. Parker. Harold, I’m sorry but 1 can’t go with you to-nite.—Merle. If the doors are locked, crawl through the window, boys.— “Wake.” Even it you didn’t make up this work, I’ll let you play in the game anyway.—Miss Lawhead. Name it, boys; a chocolate nut sundae or an egg malted milk.—W ayne. Yes, I have all the ads in.—Hari'y. Isn’t it quiet in the hall.—Anybody. 109 Ruth R.—(In Domestic Science) “Miss Bryant, what day was it we had that recipe for milo maiae dressing?” Soph.—“Have you heard the latest?” Freshie—“(excitedly) No, what is it?” Soph.—“Say you are slow; it is all over the building.” Freshie—“Ah, come on and tell me what it is.” Soph.—“The roof.” Lovilla W.—(looking for information for her debate on Washington). “Have you seen Washington ia here?” Claud P.—“He hasn’t been in here.” Mr. Halley—“I want the Botany class to make a plot of garden about the size of a block.” Fred H—“What kind of a block, a cement block?” Harry W.—(mentioning the Soph, picture in the annual). “How many dozen pictures do you want?” Marian G.—“How many are there in a dozen?” Miss Roberts—“Madge, what position did Gurth hold? (Ivanhoe) Madge —“Sheep herder.” Miss Roberts—“Incorrect—swine herder.” Madge—“What’s the difference?” Fatmen were coming down—when Gerald Root fell out of his chair in the English Class. Soph.—“Have you read “Freckles?” Madge—“No, thank goodness, mine are light brown.” Miss Roberts—Asking for questions on Ivanhoe, received this one: Irene Johnson—“Who were the swines?” Harold S.—“Can you do your own cooking in an emergency?” Ruth R.—“Well, I could try, but I always do it on a gas stove.” Miss Lawhead—“Give the planks in the platform upon which Van Buren ran in 1848.” Miss Lawhead—“How and when was slavery introduced into America?” Harold Root—“No woman had come over to the early Virginia colony. The planters wante dwives to help with the work. In 1619 the London Company sent over a ship load of girls. The planters gladly married them and slavery was introduced into America.” James Sayer—“Do you know where I can find Lincoln’s Gettysburg address ?” Solon Burkett—“Just send it to Gettysburg and he’ll probably get it all right.” Ross Lake—“You ought to have been at church today; the sermon was a wonder.” Harry Wilcox—(“So I heard—Who was telling you?” Harry Wilcox—(Dining with Rosa at the Ideal). “Waitress, may we have a spoon here?” Waitress—“Why yes, sir; go ahead, if you don’t mind people around.” Mr. Hubbell—“Under what combination is gold most quickly released?” Mr. Halley—“Marriage.” Myrtle Smith—“You shouldn’t squeeze my hand, George. When I squeeze back, I meant for you to stop.” Geroge Sprague—“Me? I—why, I I—didn’t touch vour hand.” Mr. Wakefield—“Quit this quibbling, sir! Who was King Henry VIII?” Answer—“Yes” or “No.” Miss Roberts—“Who was Francis E. Willard?” Justina Burkett—“The champion pugilist.” Miss Brooks—“Gertrude, do you have your suit for the play? You must find one.” Hesler—“O, I have one.” Mr. Wakefield—“Ema I hear that you are keeping late hours. You were up till three o’clock.” Ema S.—“Oh, no, Mr. Wakefield, that isn’t true. It was only 1:15.” 110 “Chaucer was a funny dog.” “Why?” “He put so many wags in the Canterbury Tales.” Dorsey—“My love for you is like the deep, blue sea.” Fern—“And I take it with the corresponding amount of salt.” Thelma Bradbury-—“0, I was was afraid you weren’t coming.” Robert M.—“I didn’t want to, but you see how it is.” Mr. Halley—(In Physics).—“Now I've eaten the spring—where has the energy stored up in it gone?” Finis Pope—“I think Samson was a weak character. I think anybody is weak who’d let a girl influence him.” Miss Roberts—“Well, we’d have to say that most all men are weak then, wouldn’t we?” Mr. Halley (In Chapel). “Now I am going to sing a song.” Miss Roberts—(In English)— “Harry, tell me about the f’ood.” Harry Wilcox—“The flood?” Miss Roberts—“Yes, the food— Noah, you know—the ark—Mr. Ararat.” Harry—“No, I haven’t had time to read the papers, lately.” Mr. Halley—(In General Sc'rncc). “Rosa, what is an equinox?” Rosa—(trying to bluff). “Why a equinox was a fabled anima1—half bore—half cow. Its name is derived from the words “equine” ar.d “ox.” Marion Winter—“My hair feels awful this morning.” Ross—“Who combed it?” Marion—“Oh, nobody—I did.” Doctor—(in physical examination) “I don’t like your heart action. You have had some trouble with angina, pectoris.” Paul Laune—(sheepishly) “You’re partly right, Doctor, only that isn’t her name.” Miss Roberts—“Beulah, spell and define “hazardous.” Beulah S.—“H-a-a-z-a-d-e-s-s, a female hazard.” “Have you seen a fellow around here with a wooden leg by the name of Green?” “No, what’s the name of the other log?” Ema D.—“Oh, Chester, you want to go O’possum hunting again, I know.” Chester Fithian—“No, I’d rather hunt dears.” Velma Curb—“My, I’m getting the ear ache.” Edgar H.—“Well the doctor said the best thing that you can do is to “salute” some peroxide with water and pour it in your ear.” Mr. Halley—“Thelma, what is a couplet.” Thelma—“Oh, I know! When you hitch two horses on one single-tree, that makes a couple.” Georgia White—“Is B (meaning boles) the bonus spoken of back here aways.” (In Physics). Leona Hargis—(In Physics) “Mr. Halley is occillation the same as osculation ?” Miss Roberts—“How did Jacob’s mother assist him in deceiving Isaac?” Georgie White—“She put lamb skin on him to make him smooth like Esau.” Mr. Halley—(In Assembly)—“Now here is a basket ball challenge sent up from below.” Mr. King—“Down in Texas there was a place where fire kept coming out of the ground—Why do you suppose it was?” Mr. Halley—“I don’t know unless its pretty close to Hades.” Mr. Halley—“What is an electro-phorus ?” Finis Pope—“The force of electricity, I guess.” Miss Bryant—(In Domestic Science) —After having directions for compounding and baking)—“Now sit on the front of the stove, and stir constantly.” Ill Hut §lmts lUhat 1Houli) you Do i)f you i§al - A head like ----- Edwin Saunders A mouth like - P ern LaMunyon A nose like - - - Robert Myers Eyes like - Nelle Roberts Hair like ----- Josephine Lawhead Ears like ... - Wayne Proctor Feet like ----- Esper Ed. Halley Hands like - - - - Margaret Stump Finger nails like - - - - Merle Hudsjn Arms like - - - - - Dorsey Baker Teeth like - Lee Rhudy A neck like - Bryan Parker A complexion like - - - - Helen Brooks A form like - - - - “Fatty” Root A pompadour like - - - Hiram King A voice like - Horatio Vosburg A giggle like - - - Madge Hatton A grin like - Elmer Hubbell A gab like ----- “Brutus” Rutledge Glasses like - - - - Ross Lake Dimples like - Grace Hayes Manners like - - - - Ben Patterson A walk like ----- Harry Wilcox Heighth like - - Chester Fithian Crazy ideas like - - - - Finis Pope Egotism like Laura Bryant Personality like - Goldie McCaslin Beauty like ----- “Ike” Quickel Socks like ----- James Robinson Bluff like ----- Hesler Wyand A temper like - - - - - Georgie Wakefield Money like ----- Sophomores “Star” pupils like - The Juniors “Fusses” like - - - The Seniors Class “pep” like - - - - The Freshmen A “hot” line of talk like - - - The Faculty 112 Smjuirtant aliening When Mr. Hubbell stopped smiling. When Miss Lawhead and Miss Hayes played basket ball. When Merle went to a ball game without Harold Root. When Mr. Halley didn’t explain the “Survival of the fittest” for two consecutive days. When the grades didn’t sing, “When You Wore a Tulip,” for three hours. When Lee Rhudy didn’t flirt with a girl in the Physiology class. When Horatio knew his Geometry lesson. When James Seward wasn’t tardy. When Mr. Wakefield went to the hospital (?) at Canadian. When Miss Roberts didn’t act dignified. When Mr. Wakefield played “Ding Dong Bell” with Harry Chin. When Gerald Root fell on the floor. When Miss Brooks was mistaken for a high school girl. The day no one complained of losing a book. When Dorsey made a touch down. The day Miss Bryant didn’t scrap with the janitor. DO YOU BELIEVE IT? Everybody works but the Sophs And they sit around all day; Making fun of the Freshies Of all they do and say; Sophs never study For they are far too bright; Everybody works in our high school But the second year parasite. “Aren’t you cold?” “I’m very cold My hands are stiff with pain,” Said a Freshman girl to a ooy one night, “To warm them seems in vain.” Said he, “I’ll hold your hands awhile And if folks begin to look, We’ll very quickly hide our hands Beneath my cap or book.” She placed her little hand in his And Oh, how very nice And warm the little hand became, Before, it was like ice. But folks did see—and believe me, It was a funny sight; For quickly went two pair of hands, Beneath his cap in flight. And then in calm and happy bliss They heard the lecture through, But all who saw the “scandalous” sight Thought it a silly thing to do. E. W. ’19. DID YOU SEE IT? J14 r § 1915 THE so®mmu !Q xir Strayed—My grades Paul Casev Lost—My temper - Ross Lake Lost—My “Lady of the Lake” Edgar Hayes Lost—A date for Friday night Myrtle Smith Strayed—My self-respect Horatio Vosburgh Lost—My dignity - Miss Roberts Lost—My head somewhere on the race track - Earl Mason Lost—My chewing gum Edith Renfrew Lost—All respect for neatness - The Janitors Lost—My nerve ... Erwin Walker Strayed—My Worsham Bernice Delp Lost—A conference Miss Lawhead Lost—My reputation Eugene Sharp Lost—My voice ... Chester Fithian Lost—A golden opportunity Miss Hayes Found—It pays to advertise Miss Bryant Found—The patience of Job The “Coach” Found—My vocation Miss Brooks Lost—My hair ... Mr. Halley Lost—A tear - - - - Marion Winter Reward offered for “Efficiency” Mr. Wakefield Found—The mumps Bryan Parker Strayed—My “pony” - - . Maud Boswell Reward for cure for measles George Sprague Lost—All hopes of passing Dorsey Baker Lost—All desire for study Madge Hatton Lost—Some letters Margie Fithen Stolen—A Hudson - Herbert Boehm hound—A remedy for obesity Maurice Walker Wanted—A Romeo Ethyle Walker WANTED—A furnished room by an old lady with electric lights. WANTED—A room by a young gentleman with double doors. FOR SALE—A nice mattress by an old lady full of feathers. WANTED—A lady to sew on buttons on the second story of the Gerlach-Hopkins building. n r ln ODitr AftuertiBprB Our advertisers have shown by their loyal support that they are interested in our student publications. All friends of the Woodward High School can acknowledge this appreciation in no better way than by giving them their patronage. If W. H. S. will boost for the town, And the town will boost the school, I’m sure success our efforts will crown, Because we’ll be living the Golden Rule. 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