Woodward High School - Saga Yearbook (Toledo, OH)

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MARCH 9, 1923. Oh, that Engineering Dance! It certainly was the real thing. There was a large crowd, and I didn't notice anyone sitting out many dances. This was probably due to the fact that Leon Seymour's fshould be called dance-mor'sJ Orchestra furnished the jazz. A clever stunt of the evening was the throwing of a spotlight on a large painting of the Engineering pin which was on the wall. But, oh boy, that wasn't anything compared to the fun we had dodging three hundred rolls Cso they saidl of serpentine that was thrown around. I don't think llliss Stein and Bliss French have got over the effects of that shower yet Ctake that as you willl. I know that if the strong and sturdy Engineers give a dance next year, l'll be there. February 23. 1923 The Sophs. gave a party tonight, Ha! Ha! lt wasn't like the smarties party though, 'cause there was a great big crowd. Some of them had a hard time getting in too, as this was a very exclusive party, and all for fifteen cents. We had to pay that large amount on account of the refreshments-ice cream and cake. Web Lowe said that he enjoyed it twenty-five cents worth and wanted to give Dorothy Wrigley the extra ten cents, but she-generous girl that she is- told him not to bother. Anyhow, she said, 'lYou were one of the official enl- tertainersf' He, together with Harold Kern, Bob Smith and George Curson put on a negro show that was a scream-might know it would be with Bob or Harold in it. At eleven o'clock the party broke up as all the ice cream and cake was gone. April 9, 1923 The Lure of the Labrador was a delightful lecture by a charming man. Dr. Grenfell, the noted author and physician. Since we had been hearing so much about Dr. Grenfell, I had of course drawn an imaginary picture of him- tall, dark, robust with a rather deep penetrating voice. 'Fancy my surprise when we were introduced' to just a medium sized man, gray-haired, who talked with peculiarly pleasing accent. Indeed I was pleasantly surprised! As he talked' I knew that I should have known before-that here was a truly human man- one with ideals, one who had had a vision and had made this vision bring about great changes in humanity-Dr. Grenfell. He told us many of his experiences in Labrador and, by request, the story of his dangerous adventure on an iceberg. Then came the colored slides- beautiful scenes of the northland and, also some pictures of the natives. He showed a picture of one of the best Labrador hospitals which we know was erected through his efforts After the slides, moving pictures were shown of the same scenes, these were even more vivid and interesting than the slides. Through these pictures and lVIr. Grenfell's lecture, I think that all those attending it have formed a new opinion of Labrador and the things that need to be done there. And Mr. Grenfell himself is a real inspiration. One Hundred and Fifteen

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lVell, I think I'll just paste the program right in here. Cast of Characters. Cherry Blossom-Brought up as a daughter of Kokemo, in reality Evelyn Barns of New York, U. S. A. .......................... Helen Shinneman Kokemo-Proprietor of a Tea Garden in Tokyo, Japan---Donald Wrigley' John Henry Smith-A New York guest of Mr. Worthington ........... lfffilliam Denton Henry Foster Jones-.lack's pal ..................... Edward Fanning Horace VVorthingtoniA New York stock broker who is entertaining a party of frends with a trip to Japan on his private yacht .......... Cletus Hoe! james Young-lVorthingt0n's Secretary ......... ---Charles Stuart jessica Vanderpool-VVorthington's niece--- -,--- ---. Frances Lowe Togo-A Japanese Politician of high rank -.---.--------.. Albert Lyon Chorus-Geisha Girls in Kokemo Tea Garden, American girls and men, guests of lllr. lVorthington, visiting Japan on his private yacht. The Story of the Play- Time-The present. Place-Tokyo, Japan. Act I-Afternoon. Act Il-Night of same day. Act lll-Night one week later. FEBRUARY 21, 1923 Everything was just glorious tonight, but l'm dead tired and fear that I shall have to celebrate YVashington,s Birthday in bed. That seems a very dis- respectful thing to do, still that's the way he spent his birthday. VVe got to the VVoman's Building, where our marvelous Senior Prom was held, about eight forty-live, and were rather surprised to find a good sized crowd so early. From the very beginning we had a good' time. Kneisel's Toledoans, after they discovered that we wanted to dance instead of roll, played very well. Oh, the gowns were gorgeous, and the Hoor was awhirl with baby blues, fiery reds, soft rose pinks, and sea-foamy greens. I always feel sorry for the stronger sex when l see such beautiful clothes. How dull it must be for them never to plan and think about all those little details of apparel so interesting to girls. However, they have us to look at, so that's probably some consolation. The poor dears did seem to have a good time though, especially Ernie Rutter QMar- garet was therej, Guy Dick, and Dana Fearing, who may establish a dancing academy some day. Well, regardless of our wishes, midnight came, and the chaps., Mr. Williams and Miss Williams, Mr. and Mrs. Petree, Mr. and Mrs. Clark, and Mr. and Mrs. LaRue, decided that the Hoor had had enough hard use for one eveninggso we went home. One Hundred and Fourteen

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L Q f . MIM THE IRREPARABLE HURT Bill, l asked the former idol of one of the city's many high schools, what was the cruelest thing that you ever did pn Well, Chile, he replied. I guess about the cruelest thing that I ever did was to tie a can to that dog's tail. You remember the one I mean. But say, thatis a funny thing to ask a fellow. Listen, Bill, you may think that that was the cruelest thing, but I happen uv' to know that it wasn't. lVant me to tell you about it. Sure: let's have it, was the response. Bill, do you remember that kid that used to continually 'tail' around after us? He never said much. but his eyes spoke when his lips were silent. Bill, that boy adored youg he put you up on a pedestal away from the rest of the 'bunch' and worshipped you. You didn't realize it, but there wasnit any- thing that you could have asked that boy to do which he would have refused. You never saw the look of longing that used to creep into the lad's eyes when you carelessly tossed your sweater-which he would have given worlds to hold-to some indolent fellow who would throw it on the bench beside him rather than lovingly caress it and tightly hold it as he would have done. I think that it must have hurt the boy more than it did you when you made a 'bum' play on the football Held: the way his eyes lighted when you starred would have stirred the most hard-hearted person in the World. I realize now that you did not know all this at the time: had you known and then acted as you did, there would have been no punishment severe enough to atone for your crime, for there is no crime comparable with that of undermining the pure and wholesome il- lusions of a boy just entering his teens. Bill, one day you were alone with another boy in the locker room-at least you thought you were alone. I-Iowever, this boy was sitting just behind the row of lockers against which you were leaning, and he heard every word. How do I know all this? One Hzamlrrwl and Si.1'fcr'n