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Consolidation of Fairfax Ranch Dairy<br />
and Oakwood Dairy<br />
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AND CREAM<br />
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THE-LOWELL<br />
WESTERN DAIRY CO.<br />
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Phone Park 1587<br />
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359-351 WALLER STREET<br />
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something a little better than the last.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
"THE HASTINGS"<br />
YOUNG MEN'S<br />
FALL SUITS<br />
We are showing the very newest<br />
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Vol.XXII/ SA<br />
When Warren<br />
there had been comj<br />
but to-day, the first<br />
nence in the eyes o<br />
office of the manage<br />
belonging to the con<br />
at H. Jorgenson's re<br />
before noon the nex<br />
had never seen the<br />
roar of the surf on<br />
thing but reassuring<br />
As partners in<br />
other employees of i<br />
a typical Siwash,—-'<br />
about gasoline engin<br />
hearted, good-natun<br />
Warren inform<br />
sent as companions,<br />
made objection in tl<br />
o'clock that evening<br />
last afternoon on si<br />
afternoon (and all<br />
he went to supper<br />
dispatched, he put<br />
wind struck him; i<br />
to the "Dora."<br />
As he boarded<br />
forward tank regist<br />
sufficient for the n<br />
cylinders, turned tt<br />
times threw it agaii<br />
started running; s<<br />
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Vol. XXI1/ SAX FRANCISCO. SEPTEMBER, 1913.<br />
Jfarltjern<br />
When Warren first entered the service of the N. C. Co. at St. Michael,<br />
there had been comparatively small opportunity for him to distinguish himself,<br />
hut to-day, the first of September, seemed destined to bring him into prominence<br />
in the eyes of the company. At precisely noon he was called into the<br />
office of the manager and given orders to take the "Dora" (a forty-foot cruiser<br />
belonging to the company) and with two companions to cross to Nome and be<br />
at H. Jorgenson's residence with a certain sealed waterproof package of papers<br />
before noon the next day. In all the time Warren had been at St. Michael he<br />
had never seen the sound so rough. It was eighty-two miles across, and the<br />
roar of the surf on the beach, lashed into fury by a stiff north wind, was anything<br />
but reassuring.<br />
As partners in this enterprise. Warren selected Steve and Mulvaney, two<br />
other employees of the N. C. Co. Steve was a tall, broad-shouldered Indian.—<br />
a typical Siwash.—with remarkable strength and endurance, who knew more<br />
about gasoline engines than any one else in the company, while Mulvaney, a bighearted,<br />
good-natured Irishman, knew every bit of water in Norton Sound.<br />
Warren informed Steve and Mulvaney that he had requested that they be<br />
sent as companions, and as both were always ready to risk their lives, neither<br />
marlc objection in this instance. So Warren asked them to be on board by six<br />
o'clock that evening. Steve, thinking that for a time it would probably be his<br />
last afternoon on shore, decided to enjoy it fully, so he spent the rest of the<br />
afternoon (and all of his money) U the company's saloon. About five o'clock<br />
he went to supper feeling quite spirited but a little worse for wear. Supper<br />
dispatched, he put on his "mackinaw" and stepped outside. A gust of cold<br />
wind struck him: instinctively, he drew his fur cap over his ears and hurried<br />
to the "Dora."<br />
As he boarded her. he glanced at the indicators on the gasoline tanks; the<br />
forward tank registered about half full,—the aft one about three-quarters full,—<br />
sufficient for the run. <strong>The</strong>n he descended into the engine-room, primed both<br />
cylinders, turned the switch on, and after rocking the fly wheel a couple of<br />
times threw it against the compression. An immediate response and the engine<br />
started running; soon he slowed it down, and let it run at neutral to get<br />
warmed. <strong>The</strong>se preliminaries finished, Steve ransacked the drawers in the<br />
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lockers; liis search brought to light a bottle half-full of "Hootch," two packages<br />
of tobacco, and a package of cigarette papers.<br />
\iy this time the effect of his afternoon session began to tell, and he sat<br />
down on the edge of the bunk, dividing his attention between the cigarettes and<br />
the bottle of •'Hootch." Presently lie heard Warren and Mulvaney come aboard;<br />
he could hear their voices from somewhere forward—he imagined it was from<br />
the pilot house. A few minutes, and he again heard the rapid patter of footsteps<br />
above: then from • over his head came a single clang from the gong.<br />
Unsteadily he rose to his feet, and managed to slip the clutch into "forward";<br />
then he sank back on the bunk. <strong>The</strong> ''jingle" (signal for more speed) aroused<br />
him long enough to open the throttle a little further. <strong>The</strong> "Dora." in response<br />
to the advance of speed, plunged head-first into the waves, receiving a deluge<br />
of water over her port bow. careening her far to starboard.<br />
<strong>The</strong> impact of the wave against the "Dora" hurled Steve out of his bunk,<br />
throwing him against the engine. As he fell, his foot struck the gasoline feedpipe,<br />
and a hob-nail in his shoe punctured it slightly, causing a fine, thread-like<br />
stream to spurt forth. Steve, in his drunken condition, did not notice this.<br />
With a little trouble, he managed to put up the sides of his bunk and to turn<br />
in, intending to sleep off his racking headache.<br />
Meanwhile Warren and Mulvaney, ignorant of Steve's condition, divided<br />
i he evening into four-hour watches. Warren, who had the first watch, was<br />
having difficulty in keeping the course, for the waves kept striking them on<br />
the port bow. causing the "Dora" to swing off her course to starboard.<br />
1 four after hour passed with nothing to break the monotony. <strong>The</strong> big<br />
thirty horse-power Sterling engine ran with a regularity that was almost aggravating—never<br />
missing a stroke; again and again Warren caught himself counting<br />
the explosions for lack of something better to do.<br />
About three bells Warren changed the course. <strong>The</strong>y had been making a<br />
bee-line for Nome, but now, fearing the heavy seas. Warren headed the "Dora"<br />
closer in to shore, under the lee of the land, and, when about two miles from<br />
shore, stood off and ran parallel to it. At four bells he woke Mulvaney to<br />
take his trick at the wheel, and turned in for a much-needed rest.<br />
* * * * * * * * * * * * *<br />
At eight bells, and while they were yet a good fifteen miles from Nome,<br />
Steve awoke, nearly suffocated by the fumes of gasoline. Without realizing<br />
what he was doing he fumbled in his pocket, drew out a match and struck it;<br />
he was conscious of a terrific explosion and of being hurled through space.<br />
When he regained consciousness, he found himself twenty feet from the "Dora,"<br />
severely burned, and lying across a portion of the cabin roof. <strong>The</strong> hull of the<br />
cruiser was a mass of flames, and her cabin and pilot-house lay scattered in the<br />
waters. This was about all lie could make out by the light of the burning<br />
wreck.<br />
About eight bells, Mulvaney, thinking he could discern the lights of Nome<br />
in the distance, turned to arouse Warren. As he did so. he felt the boat<br />
tremble, and then, with a rt>ar, the pilot-house, Warren, and himself shot into<br />
the air. Mulvaney grabbed his half-dazed companion, and managed somehow to<br />
clear the wreck of the pilot-house before it struck the water.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
When Warrcn came in contact with the icy water lie quickly revived.<br />
Luckily both Mulvancy ancl he were excellent swimmers.'so they set out to sec<br />
if they could find Steve. On rounding the "Dora" they came upon him badly<br />
burned. Taking his raft in tow, they started for the beach two miles away.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y had not proceeded four hundred yards before the gasoline tanks exploded<br />
in rapid succession, sending a cloud of sparks and burning planks high<br />
into the air,—then inky blackness closed in again.<br />
After nearly two hours of desperate swimming, the crew of the stricken<br />
"Dora" finally reached the shore. But here another disappointment awaited<br />
them, the shore for some distance back was nothing but rocks. Worn out<br />
by their exertions, the castaways dropped from sheer lack of strength, unmindful<br />
of the rugged, barnacle-covered resting place, thankful for their escape from<br />
r watery grave.<br />
Warren tumbled into a blissful unconsciousness: how long he slept he could<br />
not tell, for the night was still as dark as pitch. <strong>The</strong> wind had abated<br />
slightly, but he knew that be had been awakened by some other sound.—a<br />
sound that seemed out of place with his surroundings. He listened with straining<br />
car, and sat up quickly when he heard it again, faint yet distinct. Was<br />
that the howling of the wind.—or !iad he really heard the sound of a human<br />
voice coming from the direction of the waters of the sound!<br />
Suddenly, during a lull of the wind, it came again, sharp and clear, an<br />
unmistakable, long drawn out "A-h-o-y"!<br />
* * * * * * * * * * * * *<br />
On board the L'nited States Revenue cutter "l!ear," bound from Seattle<br />
to Nome, all was quiet: the lookout forward at the bow. the quartermaster at<br />
the wheel (his face illumined by the binnacle light) and the captain pacing to<br />
;md fro upon the bridge, were the only visible signs of life aboard.<br />
Only her running lights showed and, as she moved silently through the<br />
heavy seas, one might have imagined her a phantom ship.<br />
Suddenly the captain ceased his pacing, for off to the north a faint fla'2<br />
of light burst into view, burned for awhile, threw up a little volcano of fire,<br />
and then all was dark again; following this, down wind, came faintly the reports<br />
of two explosions.<br />
"Looked something like the glare of the northern lights!" muttered the<br />
Quartermaster almost to himself.<br />
"Yes." said the Captain, as he reached behind the binnacle for a pair of<br />
marine glasses suspended against the wall,—ancl in his mind'e eye he saw the<br />
great curve the Arctic Circle made to the south,—almost to this very sea in<br />
front of him.<br />
"Yes. they tcr;v northern lights all right, but not the kind you mean."<br />
At that he tapped the bell hanging in front of the pilot-house, ancl, shortly<br />
afterwards, a dim figure climbed the steps and a gruff voice bellowed from<br />
below: "Aye. aye: sir." It was the boatswain.<br />
"Place Swanson aloft in the crow's nest and put an additional man, with<br />
sharp eyes, as lookout in the bow. Distress signals have been seen about six<br />
miles away, one-quarter point off the starboard bow: have th'e gig's crew ready."<br />
"Aye, aye; sir," and the boatswain's whistle mingled with the whistle of the<br />
wind.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
Shadowy forms hurried on deck, davits creaked, and the long outlines of<br />
the gig swung outboard over the cutter's side.<br />
"What's the course?" demanded the captain of the quartermaster.<br />
"Due north, sir."<br />
"Make it 'north, one-quarter east,'" said the captain.<br />
"North, one-quarter east, sir," repeated the quartermaster, indicating that<br />
the change had been made.<br />
An hour passed; the r irst officer came on deck to relieve the captain. <strong>The</strong><br />
captain turned to the indicator and swung it to "half speed ahead,"—the<br />
answering ring came from the engine-room and the slowing of the engines<br />
could be plainly noticed; at the same instant the cry rang out from the bow:<br />
"Land ho! Dead ahead"!<br />
"Port your helm—hard a-povt," yelled the captain.<br />
"Hard a-port, sir!"<br />
"Steady."<br />
"Steady, sir."<br />
Jingle went the indicator as the captain swung it around and stopped it.<br />
''Full speed astern." Heavily the cutter began to back. As her headway<br />
ceased, the indicator was swung to "stop."<br />
"Lower the gig." called the captain to the mate.<br />
"Man the gig!" yelled the mate; "lower away!" and the gig disappeared<br />
over the side into the darkness.<br />
It was the mate's voice that came booming: "A-h-o-y"! over the waters,<br />
through the night.<br />
* * * * * * * * * * * * *<br />
That ringing cry galvanized the exhausted crew of the "Dora" into new life.<br />
But after their first answering shouts they realized that no human voice could<br />
carry against that wind, and that unless some means were quickly found to<br />
signal their presence the searchers would return to the ship without them.<br />
As they ran along the rock-lined shore, yelling themselves hoarse in their<br />
anxiety to attract the attention of the gig, to their unbounded astonishment,<br />
there came from the cutter a report like that of a gun and from<br />
the ship swung a long, sinuous curve of light like a rocket. Up and on it came,<br />
above the land, until, almost overhead, it burst with a loud explosion, and<br />
behold! there came, floating along the wind, a soft blue ball of fire,—that wonderful<br />
signal of the navy—the COSTE.V LIGHT—which, when it bursts, holds its<br />
place for fully ten minutes, illuminating everything in its vicinity. And now<br />
they on the rocks were seen!<br />
Boom! sounded the gun again, again came the whistling of the signal rocket<br />
—up. up. higher and farther; and again the explosion. But this time a red<br />
ball floated softly down, and. by the gleam from the Coston Lights, the gig<br />
stood in to shore, and carried the excited and exhausted mariners to the<br />
"Bear."<br />
<strong>The</strong> next day, about ten o'clock, the "Bear" landed the three safely at<br />
Nome; and when they went ashore each had, as a prized possession, one of the<br />
Coston signal rockets, which the captain had presented to them, and which each<br />
swore produced the "grandest Northern Lights" the world had ever seen.<br />
6<br />
W. C. BENNETT, June '15.
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THELOWELL<br />
Once a year the city of Salinas. Monterey County, sets aside a week.,<br />
usually late in July, during which the California Rodeo takes place. <strong>The</strong><br />
streets are gaily decorated, and are crowded with cow-boys and cow-girls who<br />
have come from all parts of California and even from other States to try their<br />
skill in handling horses and cattle. Every day races, games on horse-back,<br />
and contests in broncho-breaking, bull-riding, lassooing. bull-dogging, and<br />
fancy riding and rope-throwing are held, and many a thrill is felt before the<br />
afternoon is over.<br />
"I'.ig Week." as the event is called in the vicinity, is not a circus. <strong>The</strong><br />
purpose is far higher. And those who take part in the contests are real cowboys<br />
and cow-girls, not paid for going through their "stunts" before an audience,<br />
but riding in open competition, where the best man carries off the prize.<br />
In short, the affair is an effort to show the public what the life, the work and<br />
the pleasure, of the Western cow-puncher is.<br />
<strong>The</strong> day starts with a parade of several hundred riders. Tt is formed in<br />
town and moves out to the rodeo grounds on the outskirts of the city. After<br />
passing along the track before the grand-stand, the riders turn back and line<br />
their horses up behind the low fence which borders the track on the opposite<br />
side. Most of the events take place in the space between.<br />
<strong>The</strong> thing that first impresses the spectator is the myriad of bright colors<br />
presented by the throng of men on the other side of the track. Gay clothes<br />
strike a weak spot in most cow-boys, who put as many brilliant shades into<br />
their holiday apparel as possible. <strong>The</strong> large cow-boy hat is almost universally<br />
worn, and around the neck is often fastened a bright red or blue bandana<br />
handkerchief. Next to his chaps, I believe, the cow-puncher prizes his "special<br />
occasion" shirt. Silk and flannel shirts of blazing yellow, red. green, purple<br />
and blue are worn, and often two or even three of these colors arc combined.<br />
<strong>The</strong> chaps, made of goat skin, with the long soft hair left on. are usually<br />
white or glossy black, but many wear chaps as brilliant as their shirts, and<br />
some have one leg dyed one color and the other another. A few wear leather<br />
ones, studded with shiny metal rivets, with a wide leather flap on the side of<br />
each leg. Most of the punchers wear high-heeled riding-boots and spurs.<br />
Strange to say. the cow-girls do not indulge in fancy and highly-colored<br />
raiment. <strong>The</strong>y are usually content with a cow-boy hat. khaki blouse and ridingskirt,<br />
and high-laced leather boots. Some wear bandana handkerchiefs about<br />
their necks.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first event of the afternoon is the bull-riding contest. <strong>The</strong> animal is<br />
driven into a small pen. where a girth, to which the rider may hold, is<br />
fastened about his body. <strong>The</strong> rider mounts and the gate is opened. <strong>The</strong> bull<br />
rushes out and is sent past the grand-stand by a chorus of whoops and pistolsshots<br />
from the cow-boys. Snorting and bellowing he runs, and tries his best<br />
to unseat the man on his back. Sometimes he docs, but more often gives up<br />
and runs till he is roped. <strong>The</strong>n the victorious puncher mounts a horse and<br />
rides past the grand-stand to acknowledge the applause.
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In the lassooing contest a steer is turned loose and followed by two cowhoys.<br />
It is the duty of one to throw a noose over his horns and slow him up<br />
so that the other may get his rope about the hind legs of the animal. When<br />
this is done, the steer is easily pulled from his feet. <strong>The</strong> officials judge by the<br />
amount of time consumed and the accuracy of the ropers.<br />
Bull-dogging a steer is the most sensational and thrilling work of the<br />
day. A steer is turned loose some distance up the track and pursued by two<br />
men on horses. <strong>The</strong> first man is to do the bull-dogging and the second is to<br />
ride on the other side of the steer and prevent him from turning as the bulldogger<br />
comes alongside. <strong>The</strong> bull-dogger rides upon the steer from behind,<br />
and as his horse pnsses the animal, he reaches down, secures a hold on its<br />
horns and slips from the saddle onto the head of the beast. To bring it to a<br />
stop, he puts his legs out before him and braces them on the ground. When<br />
the steer lias stopped running, the battle between man and brute is on. <strong>The</strong><br />
man reaches down with one hand and secures a hold in the mouth or nostrils<br />
of the creature. He then gets one leg over a horn and puts his weight on it<br />
while he pulls the steer's head up on the other side with his hands. This<br />
tortures the animal and makes it difficult for him to breathe and he falls in<br />
the direction in which the man twists bis head. Often, however, a steer is<br />
stubborn and runs just when it seems that he will be thrown. He carries the<br />
man on his head with no trouble and the latter is forced to hold to the horns<br />
with both hands to avoid being shaken off, and he must get his hold all over<br />
again when he stops the animal. Sometimes indeed he is shaken off or becomes<br />
exhausted before the steer does.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is more interest and competition in broncho-breaking than in any<br />
other event, possibly because the largest cash prizes are offered. A horse is by<br />
far a better bucker than a bull. While a bull plunges straight ahead in long,<br />
stiff-legged bounds with head lowered in an effort to dislodge his rider and<br />
then gives up, a wild horse generally uses three methods of attack and stays<br />
with it much longer. A horse tries bucking with back arched and head lowered,<br />
then leaps into the air, landing with fore-legs rigid. If these tactics<br />
are not successful in throwing the rider, some horses will rear and throw<br />
themselves over backwards in an effort to fall on him.<br />
<strong>The</strong> riders are judged by their ability to "scratch" their mounts. For<br />
a rider to "scratch" a broncho is to run his spurs over the horse's back and<br />
sides. Naturally it is much easier for a person to keep the saddle with his<br />
feet in the most convenient position; accordingly the more space a cow-boy can<br />
run his spurs over while his horse is bucking, the better his riding. To "pull<br />
leather," that is, to clutch any part of his saddle in order to stay on. is a disgraceful<br />
thing for any puncher to do, and immediately eliminates him as a<br />
contestant.<br />
A wild horse is led out and up to a trained horse on the back of which<br />
is a man, who draws his head up close and blindfolds him. <strong>The</strong>n he is saddled<br />
and the man who is to ride him mounts, holding the halter-rope (for he is not<br />
allowed a bridle) in one hand, and his hat in the other to "fan" the animal.<br />
<strong>The</strong> horse is then turned loose and the blind taken from his eyes. He immediately<br />
leaps away, bucking his way past the grand-stand. As he goes along,<br />
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the • cow-boys';<br />
cries of "Ride 'irri^ c<<br />
are heard above the <<br />
another man on hors<br />
Relay racing is a<br />
mounts. He must c<br />
lap and speed in doii<br />
express is similar, di<br />
before the race and<br />
wagon race, cow-gir<br />
horse-back.<br />
<strong>The</strong> last event c<br />
furnishes much atnus<br />
wild horses are brou<br />
get into their saddle<br />
pulled from the hoirider<br />
to coax his ni<<br />
and run steadily mo<br />
few yards from the<br />
the starting-line.<br />
This yearly rode<br />
the years pass and I<br />
rise and the vast c;<br />
systems are installed<br />
legged, happy-go-lucj<br />
before. May Salin.i<br />
that spark of interesi<br />
<strong>The</strong> hall door<br />
great leaps, with st<<br />
—as though the nc<br />
wholly youthful feel<br />
as he sat reading 1<br />
approach of his rooi<br />
book with 'a sigh <<br />
disturbance. A moi<br />
cipitated himself ir<br />
"O, I say, Prc^<br />
Got some pleasant n<br />
He Hung himsc<br />
wiped his glasses at<br />
lack of interest, Ma:<br />
"Wake up, old<br />
said before," contii<br />
know the Kingsley
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THE LOWELL.<br />
ihc other cow-boys whoop and shoot their guns and throw their hats, and<br />
cries of "Ride 'im, cow-boy: ride 'im, cow-boy." "Fan Mm," and "Scratch 'ini"<br />
are heard above the din. If the rider is not thrown, lie is brought back behind<br />
another man on horse-back and receives his applause.<br />
Relay racing is another exciting- feature of the rodeo. Each rider uses four<br />
mounts. He must change his saddle from one horse to the next after each<br />
lap and speed in doing this has much to do in deciding this event. <strong>The</strong> pony<br />
express is similar, differing only in that the rider has all four horses saddled<br />
before the race and jumps from one to another. Other events arc the chuckwagon<br />
race, cow-girls" race, stake race, potato race, and the tug-of-war on<br />
horse-back.<br />
<strong>The</strong> last event on each day's program is usually the wild horse race. It<br />
furnishes much amusement and is exciting as well as funny. Fifteen or twenty<br />
wild horses are brought out and saddled, and. when all are ready, the riders<br />
get into their saddles, and a gun is fired to start the race. <strong>The</strong> blinds are<br />
pulled from the horses' eyes and they all start to buck at once. <strong>The</strong> first<br />
rider to coax his mount around the track wins. Some horses start out well<br />
and run steadily most of the way, only to buck or turn out of the course a<br />
few yards from the finish. Others buck all the way, while some do not leave<br />
tlie starting-line.<br />
This yearly rodeo at Salinas is a spectacle which everyone should see. As<br />
the years pass and the population of the United States increases. land values<br />
rise and the vast cattle ranges are cut up into small farms, and irrigation<br />
systems are installed. As the large ranges go. so pass the swaggering, bowlegged,<br />
happy-go-lucky cow-boys, and now in only a few regions do the}" fare as<br />
before. May Salinas' "Big Week" continue to do its share in keeping alive<br />
that spark of interesting life of the Western cow-puncher.<br />
WILLIAM BENDER, func "14.<br />
S*jnn«tattim nf "prnff<br />
<strong>The</strong> hall door banged loudly. Some one bounded up the staircase in<br />
great leaps, with steps joyous and elastic. A sound of puffing and blowing<br />
—as though the noisy one found it difficult to keep pace with his agile,<br />
wholly youthful feet—reached the ears of "ProfF." alias Thomas, Harland,<br />
as he sat reading in his room. He recognized at once the characteristic<br />
approach of his roommate. Max Everett, and laid down his very interesting<br />
book with 'a sigh of resignation. <strong>The</strong> advent of Max usually created a<br />
disturbance. A moment later the door opened and a tall, young fellow precipitated<br />
himself into the room.<br />
"O. I say, Proff," he exclaimed, "stop mooning for awhile, can't you?<br />
Got some pleasant news for you."<br />
He thing himself into a chair and rested from his exertions. "Proff"<br />
wiped his glasses and stared absently at the opposite wall. Irritated by this<br />
lack of interest. Max stretched out a long leg and gave him a gentle kick.<br />
"Wake up, old man." "Proff" recalled himself with a start. "As I<br />
said before." continued Max calmly, "I have some pleasant news. You<br />
know the Kingslcys—fine chaps, both he and his wife." (Max meant no<br />
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disrespect. He was only very young.) "Well—er—I was calling on Miss<br />
Kingsley, and in popped the old couple, and they invited you and 'yours<br />
truly' to spend the summer months at their place up the river. Seems<br />
they're getting up a party of friends to make things jolly up there; they're<br />
rich and can afford it. you know. So I bit immediately; said you'd be delighted<br />
and all that sort of thing. You are, aren't you, Proff?" he finished<br />
rather doubtfully, for the silence was not promising.<br />
Thomas Harland adjusted his glasses upon his nose and opened his<br />
book, frowning slightly.<br />
"It is rather late to be consulting me now," he said, turning the pages<br />
slowly. "I'.ut since you mention it, I will state that it is exactly the opposite<br />
of being delightful to me. You know 1 detest crowds and you had no<br />
business accepting—but it can't be helped now, I suppose." Having found<br />
his place in the book, he subsided. A soft, little twitter in the corner of<br />
the room, however, made him peer over his glasses at Max somewhat<br />
defiantly. "If I go. Greeny goes too." he announced, challenge ringing in<br />
his voice. Greeny was Harland's pet canary, his devotion to it often<br />
impelling Max to call him an "old maid.'' And they generally argued<br />
strenuously about taking it along on their vacation trips.<br />
I'.ut on the present occasion Max felt a little guilty about the liberty<br />
he had taken and forebore. "O Greeny, of course," he assented contemptuously<br />
and stood up. yawning. "Well, I'm going to turn in. Coining?"<br />
"Pretty soon." answered Harland. as Max disappeared into the other<br />
room. But long af.er a wan moon and a few pale stars looked in upon him<br />
still sitting by the table, tirelessly turning page after page, and perusing<br />
treatise after treatise.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y were very opposite beings, these two. People thought it strange<br />
that they roomed together and were such friends. But they had known<br />
each other from childhood, and each well understood the vagaries of the<br />
other. <strong>The</strong>n they were both orphans ;ind a tie of sympathy, which all<br />
orphans feel, bound them together. One never feels so lonesome with a<br />
person who is in the same boat as himself as with the fellow who is always<br />
talking of "Dad" and "Mother" and the "Kiddies" at home, and making<br />
an ache come into the heart with longing for near ones too. Having seen<br />
daylight ten years before his friend made his appearance, Harland felt a sort<br />
of paternal regard and care for the big, boyish Max. Each was endowed<br />
with enough wordly goods to enable him to get along very well, even without<br />
working; but it can be said that Thomas Harland, in his line, worked<br />
too hard and Max Everett not enough.<br />
Harland was a quiet, unobtrusive man, seldom associating with anyone<br />
but Max, having an intense dislike for crowds and anything approaching<br />
jollity, and a passion for quiet study. He had been admitted to the bar,<br />
but had never followed the profession—too much publicity, he felt. Being<br />
alone so much, and seeing so little of every-day life, he could not have been<br />
other than a trifle narrow-minded, backward, and rather mediaeval in his<br />
ideas—a "fogy," as Max inelegantly but expressively defined it.<br />
"If everyone were like you," Max would remark frankly, "the world<br />
would be one great undertaking establishment."<br />
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"And if everybody were like you," W.irlancl would retort, "it v*ould be<br />
one continual circus-parade."<br />
It was Max who, remarking on the scholarly appearance of his friend,<br />
fastened to him the appellation of "professor,"' and finding that too long,<br />
siiprteiicd it to "Proff."<br />
If was not strange, then, that Harland felt discomfited at the prospect<br />
of a summer spent in the midst of a band of vacation merry-makers, and it<br />
was with ill-graced reluctance that he bade farewell to his quiet rooms.<br />
Max. on the contrary, felt greatly elated, and in the lightness of his heart,<br />
turned and blew a hearty kiss to the landlady, who stood in the doorway<br />
watching them depart. And even the fact that he had to carry the birdcage,<br />
wrapped in a newspaper, as a punishment for getting Harland inlo:<br />
this "mix-up" could not dampen his ardor.<br />
ft was very quiet out there under the great, gnarled oak, very tranquil<br />
and cool and pleasant—with that exquisite odor of buds and blossoms and<br />
growing green things permeating the air—and Harland leaned back in his<br />
chair contentedly. Among the fragrant leaves above. Greeny sent forth his<br />
appreciation of life in general, in throbbing trills of pure delight. Harland<br />
drew forth his morning paper and began to peruse it lazily. This he did<br />
every morning, rain or shine, in the firm belief that reading the papers—<br />
discriminated*, of course—was in itself an education. To-day he felt an<br />
added sense of security from disturbance, for the others had gone on a berry<br />
raid among the surrounding hills. And—blessed fact!—they had taken with<br />
them all those sweet, silly things called •'Summer Girls." He never had a<br />
moment's peace when they were around—somehow or other they got on his<br />
nerves. To him they seemed all eyes, and soft, fluffy ruffles, and featherbrains.<br />
This day, then—minus the "Summer Girls"—was idealistic. Harland<br />
placed his paper over his face, closed his eyes and drifted away on a<br />
sea of dreams.<br />
It did not last long. Suddenly, with a dull thud, something hit the<br />
newspaper—incidentally his nose—and rolled into his lap. Indignantly<br />
Harland sat up and examined the enemy's missile. It was a ball, small and<br />
hard. <strong>The</strong>n he glanced up—and saw the Enemy. Shade of the lost Persian<br />
blue! One of those creatures he most feared—a Summer Girl! A frown<br />
—dark as the cellar in which Moses happened to be when the light went<br />
out—gathered upon his hrow.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Enemy moved first. "Did you find my ball? O, thank you." calmly<br />
appropriating it. "Isn't it lucky it didn't fall in the long grass? I'd never<br />
have found it."<br />
llarland was too choked with emotion to retaliate. Greeny, however,<br />
did his part manfully. Having witnessed the assault upon his master's<br />
person, he expressed his disapproval in loud, sharp notes of protest, thus<br />
drawing the Enemy's attention toward himself.<br />
'•What a darling little dicky-bird!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n, producing an apple from somewhere—she seemed to be a most<br />
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resourceful young person—she bit off a large piece and placed it between<br />
the bars of his prison. Greeny looked at it suspiciously, pecked at it<br />
daintily—and continued to scold; he tasted it again more generously—and<br />
ceased. It was bribery, pure and simple.<br />
Harland, watching, rubbed his injured member furtively. <strong>The</strong> girl's<br />
quick eye caught the gesture.<br />
"O, did it hit your poor nose!" she exclaimed penitently. "I'm so<br />
sorry. I just threw it in fun—"<br />
Harland muttered something about "the friskiness of young cats,"<br />
whereupon she stamped her foot angrily.<br />
"Horrid! I didn't know your nose was behind that old paper."<br />
"Where did you then deem it to be?" inquired Harland with crushing<br />
sarcasm.<br />
"I don't know. I—I didn't think."<br />
"Indeed? In this world it sometimes pays to think," said Harland<br />
icily, and returned to the solace of his paper.<br />
<strong>The</strong> girl, with a defiant swish of skirts, turned on her heel and left<br />
him, not, however, until he had heard the low-spoken words, "grouchy old<br />
bear." Without rhyme or reason, there occurred to him the saying, "All<br />
work and no play makes Jack a dull boy." After some reflection he decided<br />
that he had been unnecessarilv rude to this unknown "Summer Girl."<br />
That was the beginning. Soon after, Harland met her at an affair given<br />
by his hostess, found that her name was Lucy Channing, and that she was<br />
one of a party camping several miles up the river. Also, he was snubbed<br />
unmercifully. This did not disturb his equanimity in the least—that is, at<br />
first. One does not like to be snubbed continually, however, and so out of<br />
sheer perversity he tried to make amends for his past misbehavior. <strong>The</strong><br />
"grouchy old bear" became a very gentle, talkative and engaging young<br />
fellow—the kind one meets everywhere. Seeing that he had at last come<br />
to his senses, Lucy Channing's snubbings ceased, and she received his attention<br />
as her due long denied.<br />
Now, Miss "Summer Girl" was very fond of (lancing, and was considerably<br />
shocked when she discovered that Harland could not equilibrate<br />
himself about a ballroom floor. Fearful of losing caste, he endeavored to<br />
acquire the graceful art in his room, but always when the prying eye of<br />
Max could not behold him. Once, by the best of good luck. Max happened<br />
to stop before the closed door of their room, and hearing a shuffling noise<br />
within—the like of which he had never before heard—stooped and peeked<br />
through the keyhole, livery now and then Harland crossed his vision, in<br />
frantic motion, his arm raised in a graceful curve, encircling an imaginary<br />
waist-line: all of which delighted Max to the verge of convulsions. Being<br />
himself an expert at dancing, he considered it his duty to aid a friend in<br />
difficulty. Harland felt extremely ruffled when he discovered that he had<br />
had an audience, and only after much persuasion did he consent to become<br />
a pupil of Max.<br />
Max was for some time greatly nonplused at the singular behavior of<br />
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the "old hermit."' but finally arrived at the true cause of it. Nevertheless,<br />
it astonished him not a little when—on noting- the disappearance of Greeny<br />
—his query as to where it had gone brought to light the news that it was<br />
now a prized possession of Miss Lucy—she having expressed her admiration<br />
for the little songster. In other ways, also, Harland discarded his "oldmaid"<br />
attributes. And meanwhile, Max waited impatiently for the climax.<br />
Tt came one delicious day in midsummer, when Harland accompanied<br />
Miss Lucy on a ramble across country. She was in a merry mood, and<br />
laughed and chatted continually.<br />
"Isn't the air invigorating." said she confidingly. "It makes one feel so<br />
happy. Didn't you ever feel so tickled that you could hug every one in<br />
sight, without any particular reason?"<br />
Had Harland been his former self, he would have growled. "Foolish<br />
question No. 916." and let it go at that. Instead he looked around. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
was no one in sight save his companion.<br />
"That's the way I feel now," he confessed, and looked his reason.<br />
Miss Lucy pretended not to understand, and continued the conversation.<br />
"I have a strong inclination to kiss you." ventured Harland at last.<br />
"And I have a strong objection," retorted Miss Lucy.<br />
"And which is the stronger?" persisted Harland, with amazing audacity.<br />
Miss Lucy pondered a space, brows drawn in indecision. <strong>The</strong>n, in a<br />
very low voice. "Yours," she said, and moved to a safer distance, finally<br />
fleeing panic-stricken before him.<br />
What would Max have thought had lie seen the very dignified "old<br />
hermit" chasing a maid across a meadow? It is impossible to speculate how<br />
keenly he would have enjoyed it. No doubt he would probably have pronounced<br />
it better than anything the Orpheum had ever staged.<br />
Like the noble youth of Keats' "Grecian Urn," Harland might still have<br />
been chasing the fleet Lucy, had she not stumbled and fallen—whether<br />
accident or not, she alone can tell.<br />
"No fair." protested she. as Harland came up, breathless but still determined.<br />
"All's fair in love and war," reasoned Harland. the logician, relentlessly<br />
enacting his inclination. Which but illustrates how the deepest of ruts is<br />
not always unalterable, and how a circumstance may depend upon a smile.<br />
Of course. Max had to be told, although it really wasn't necessary. One<br />
glance at them was sufficient. "Holy buckets! It's come at last." that gentleman<br />
exclaimed, watching their approach.<br />
"Max." said Harland. guiltily, very red of face, "you once said some one<br />
might to take care of this young—"<br />
"Cat." interposed Miss Lucy innocently, remembering a former occasion.<br />
"—this young lady." continued Harland. intent only on getting through<br />
with this most difficult task. "And—and so I volunteered."<br />
"Very charitable of you. "Proff.' old boy," said Max warmly. <strong>The</strong>n the<br />
irrepressible element in him bubbled up. "So Greeny"s back in the family<br />
again," he chuckled gleefully, and he bestowed upon them a very fatherly<br />
blessing.<br />
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to a<br />
To explain thoroughly and definitely the method, or teach the art of shortstory<br />
writing, is a task far too great for even the most skilled writer. For<br />
there are as many different methods, as many different styles as there are<br />
individual imaginations and separate channels of life. Poc, the romancer;<br />
Hawthorne, the mystic and the dreamer; Bret Harte. the painter of latter-day<br />
virile American life: all were unexcelled short-story authors; and yet their<br />
works are as widely divergent in style, method and purpose as were their own<br />
characters. <strong>The</strong>ir stories are alike only in that they were, and still are,<br />
successful; for each author seemed to know instinctively what, in a story,<br />
constitutes success.<br />
And now, realizing that there are no definite rules, let us descend from<br />
the lofty height of Hawthorne. Poc and Pi ret Harte to the level of our own<br />
school-life, with the object of learning how to write a story that will be. in<br />
some degree, successful.<br />
Above all. before beginning to write, have some idea of a plot or some<br />
purpose to express, else the nearest you will get to writing a story will be a<br />
few wandering sentences. A plot will not obligingly form itself while you sit<br />
waiting for it. He wlio sits with pencil in hand, while he racks his brain for<br />
the nucleus of a story will only scribble Jeffs. Happy Hooligans or Gibson Girls<br />
upon the border of his paper: ami the attempt will end in failure. For, in<br />
truth, a blank sheet, staring upward, is not a fanning breeze, but a wet blanket<br />
upon the fires of imagination. And it is in the imagination that the ability to<br />
obtain a plot lies. <strong>The</strong>refore, cultivate your imagination, awaken it, and use it.<br />
and you will not lack plots galore. <strong>The</strong>re is an abundance of story material<br />
in this world, if we but keep our eyes open and our imaginations alive. When<br />
we see or hear of some incident of interest—no matter how slight—we should<br />
store it away in our memories, elaborate upon it. or bank other incidents<br />
around, and some clay it will be of use—either in connection with these other<br />
incidents, or by itself, in its elaborated form.<br />
A "good" plot, briefly defined, is one that is full of interesting incidents,<br />
following quickly, one upon the other, and making a strong heart appeal. Of<br />
course, rapid-sequence of action means a sacrifice of description and explanation,<br />
because there is little time or space for these. Piiit the reader wants<br />
neither, or he would go to a different source. He wants his interest aroused<br />
and held by the short-story, and any unnecessary diversions bore.<br />
<strong>The</strong> human interest is important. One may not miss this at first, if the<br />
incidents are exciting enough, but the final, lasting impression is influenced<br />
most by the heart appeal. To gain this you must study character and action,<br />
human character as it really is. and the motives of human action: as long as<br />
you write of real people the heart interest will not be lacking. Common sense<br />
points out the folly of writing of unreal people. We all dislike the "goodygoody"<br />
hero and heroine, with impossible virtues, because we know they are<br />
not human. And, for the same reason, we dislike the man with every conceivable<br />
fault and vice. Man is a composite of good and evil. <strong>The</strong> reader,<br />
who is only human, realizes this and wants to read of "ordinary" people like<br />
himself.<br />
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<strong>The</strong> story, as a whole, is not easy of execution, because, though it is brief,<br />
it must be a unit, expressing unity of purpose, else it will seem but a chapter<br />
from some larger work. <strong>The</strong> characters should be few; the fewer, the more<br />
opportunity the writer has of clearly defining and analyzing them, for the<br />
reader should thoroughly understand each one.<br />
<strong>The</strong> setting is another essential element. <strong>The</strong> characters must live in a<br />
definite place and a definite time. Your reader is a curious creature, whose<br />
curiosity must be satisfied. His questions where and when did it happen must<br />
be answered.<br />
Danger lies in choosing threadbare subjects, old plots worked over, conventional<br />
characters, or characters unreal. To avoid the first three, one must<br />
seek originality—which, however, does not mean "frcakishncss." Although<br />
so-and-so, successful in the literary world, writes in a certain style, with certain<br />
well-known characters, and with plots more or less characteristically his own,<br />
you cannot win success by imitating him and his ideas, characters, plots. Strike<br />
out for yourself: use your own experiences and observations of life. Be as<br />
individual as you wish and you may reap a harvest richer than his. <strong>The</strong><br />
world is always eager for the new. the "different"—in a word the original.<br />
For aeons it has been tired of "the same old thing, in the same old way."<br />
thinly veneered over.<br />
Style, too. is very important. Brevity and simplicity are essentials. <strong>The</strong><br />
most beautiful, the noblest thoughts, are frequently clothed in simple diction.<br />
Beginners often try to write like "old-timers." or in what they intend shall be<br />
a lofty, exalted tone, and they so overdo it that the result is ridiculous.<br />
Pomposity and affectation make one reject the story and scorn the writer. You<br />
should try to iiake your dialogue as natural and direct as possible, so that<br />
it may advance, but never retard the action of the story.<br />
It ought not to be necessary to mention paragraphing, sentence-structure,<br />
spelling and punctuation. <strong>The</strong>y arc but mechanical and can easily be mastered;<br />
but if they be slighted, the story's form will suffer.<br />
You needn't worry about these points while actually writing: it will<br />
•hinder both your imagination and your power of expression. Lint, after the<br />
story is completed, read it critically and. remembering your rules, rectify the<br />
mistakes.<br />
Lastly, if your story isn't accepted don't give up. Try again. Your second<br />
may be better than the fir«t. and so on. Practice is a great educator. <strong>The</strong><br />
most successful writers have survived, having many manuscripts rejected.<br />
S. H. L.<br />
About Getting On.<br />
<strong>The</strong> positive, comparative, and superlative degrees of getting on in the<br />
world are—get on. get honor, get honest.<br />
Her Friend I suppose, now that you are married, your husband<br />
doesn't bring flowers any more?<br />
Mrs. Youngbridc—O, yes, he does! Only last night he brought home<br />
a cauliflower.<br />
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ona<br />
A monthly, published by the Students of <strong>Lowell</strong> High School.<br />
EDITORIAL STAFF.<br />
TOLA G. RIESS. '13, Editor.<br />
ROBERT BERNSTEIN, '14, Associate. VICTOR GALVIN, '14, Assistant.<br />
Departments.<br />
GEORGE BROWN. '13. School Notes.<br />
MELVILLE KAUFMANN, '13. Organizations.<br />
CLIFFYCE NEVIN. "14, Organizations.<br />
DINO L1PPI. '14. Organizations.<br />
ANITA VEXKER", '14. Exchanges.<br />
WILLIAM RENDER. '14. Athletics.<br />
EDWARD WAGEXER. "13. Athletics.<br />
GREGORY HARRISON, '14, Alumni.<br />
DOROTHY Lc MAY. '13. Girls' Athletics.<br />
ALLISON REYMAN, '13. Jokes.<br />
ELEANOR MATHEWS. '13, Art.<br />
FRANK BLAISDEI.L, '14. Art.<br />
CARL SAWVELL. '16. Art.<br />
BUSINESS STAFF.<br />
VICTOR L. FURTH, '14, Manager.<br />
ESMOND SCHAPIRO. '14. Associate.<br />
Assistants.<br />
F. AKIN LEAVY. '14. DANIEL STONE. '14.<br />
CHARLES WEINSHENK. '14. HUBERT LLOYD, '15.<br />
Ah, yes, we know that we are utterly disregarding that old tradition—<br />
almost an unwritten law—of addressing the first editorial of the term to the<br />
Freshmen. Rut we think of you. beginners, not as an<br />
THE REAL alien body, separate, which must be given advice and<br />
SCHOOL SPIRIT welcome and warning galore before you can become<br />
real <strong>Lowell</strong>ites. You were Lowcllites the moment you<br />
first crossed <strong>Lowell</strong>'s threshold; and of course you are welcome. Docs anything<br />
deny the breath which gives it life? And so what follows—a little<br />
of advice and some warning—concerns you, the new life-breath of <strong>Lowell</strong>,<br />
as intimately as it does the older elements—all higher classmen.<br />
We have heard so much of "School Spirit," and of "doing something<br />
for <strong>Lowell</strong>.'' and have been urged so repeatedly to support our teams, our<br />
organizations, and school journal, that we arc apt to think that "School<br />
Spirit" consists only of "doing something for <strong>Lowell</strong>" in athletics, in debate,<br />
or school-journalism: and we congratulate ourselves when we succeed in<br />
so doing. But is this the real school spirit or just a parr of it: and,<br />
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if it is the whole, is such school spirit worth striving our hardest to<br />
attain? ;<br />
<strong>The</strong> term "School Spirit" is indefinite. But can we not read into it<br />
some deeper, truer meaning than has been our wont? <strong>Lowell</strong>, established<br />
and supported to give to the younger generation opportunities of education .<br />
and training, cannot give unless we take. What greater service, then,<br />
can we render our school than that of justifying its very existence by<br />
taking intelligently what it offers, and of making it famed far and wide for<br />
its high standard of scholarship. A school is judged mostly by its custom<br />
of '"Godspceding" from its doors intelligent, capable, thoughtful beings,<br />
who may readily be adapted by Society, to its service and enrichment.<br />
Perhaps the highest school spirit may be reached, not through the desire<br />
of doing something showy for <strong>Lowell</strong>—just because we think we ought to.<br />
but of doing something worthy for ourscltrs—all because we wan/ to. To place<br />
the consideration of one's own welfare before <strong>Lowell</strong>'s is neither selfish nor<br />
disloyal. It is what <strong>Lowell</strong> asks, what her supporters, our parents, desire.<br />
One need not be a "book-worm" or a "dig" to do this: and the activities<br />
of the school need scarcely be neglected. Yet if there must be a sacrifice of<br />
one. let it be of the activities, for ordinarily they are less important in our<br />
future careers. Many go through school unexcelled in athletics, stars of field<br />
and track, who develop their brawn at the expense of their brain, and who are<br />
afterwards available for little more than raw labor. Another class of "students"<br />
look upon the school as a place for a social time. and. all arrayed in charming<br />
plumage, come, seemingly, to create fun and frivolity, and to kill time.<br />
Fun and Frivolity stand behind the F's upon our report cards. Dalliance<br />
behind the D's, but only Serious Study can bring the S's. And looking<br />
ahead into after years, which is best to have built a foundation of life upon?<br />
Thomas Starr King says. "Be sure of the foundation of your life. Know why<br />
you live as you do. Lie ready to give a reason for it. . . . Make it a<br />
matter of certainty and science."<br />
So. we sec it all means more than a simple little F. D or S. a frown, a<br />
shrug of the shoulders, a mother's reproof or approval. Realizing this, let us<br />
discard the marks of lesser aim. and let us remember, followers of '"School<br />
Spirit." to serve ourselves worthily is to serve <strong>Lowell</strong>: to be successful in life.<br />
"We may have the cake without the frosting, but never the frosting without<br />
the cake."<br />
Poor. weak, little pussy, who can't "meow" for himself, but must borrow<br />
somebody else's "meow." and must continue to borrow all through<br />
his aimless little life! lie is either so disinterested<br />
THE "COPY CAT" or so lazy.—that any kind of effort would really be<br />
too much. It is a snrry fact, that his kind is very<br />
numerous, and very brazen: and he doesn't mind if others know him for what<br />
he is. Else why does he openly—and without thought of concealment or<br />
shame—copy the other fellow's work, and thus receive the other fellow's mark'.'<br />
<strong>The</strong> "copy cat" is far from being as harmless as he appears, and ought to 1x4<br />
chased out of the building with that most efficient of brooms—the conscience.--;<br />
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It is with regret that we announce the loss of our former faculty member,<br />
Mr. Rhodes, who has accepted the principal-ship of the Laguna Honda School.<br />
His absence is keenly felt by all. because of his generous interest in the school<br />
and its activities. He was our treasurer, cafeteria manager, car-book man, etc.<br />
It was largely through his efforts that the cafeteria was established. Both<br />
the faculty and student bodies wish him success in his new position.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> has four new teachers this term among the faculty. Mr. McKinley<br />
.comes to us from the University of California, where he taught Latin the past<br />
year. This teacher—who takes Mr. Rhodes' place—has two degrees, Harvard<br />
A. M., Ph. D., and University of Oregon A. 13.<br />
Mr. C. E. Taylor is a graduate of the Ohio Northern University, from<br />
which he obtained an M. S. degree. Last year he was teacher of mathematics<br />
in Kern County School.<br />
Mr.. G. Carton received his degrees—A. M. and A. 13.—from Central<br />
College, Missouri, lie also comes from Kern County High.<br />
Mr. Richardson has been teaching in various universities throughout the<br />
United States, lie obtained his degree of Ph. D. at the University of Leipzig.<br />
Miss M. E. McGrcw. a graduate of the Universities of California and<br />
Chicago, has been substituting for Mr. Nourse. Up to this year she was head<br />
of the Classical Department of the Rockfurd (111.) College.<br />
Soon after the opening of school, Mr. Nourse was stricken with appendicitis.<br />
We have missed him greatly, and are glad to have with us again one<br />
so truly interested in ourselves and our school.<br />
Miss Hodgkinson is again with us after a prolonged European tour. Most<br />
of the time she was in Italy, studying archreology and attending the University<br />
of Rome.<br />
Last term three girls—Myrtle Fitschen, Elizabeth Ruggles and Myrtle<br />
Oser—were awarded gold L's for going through <strong>Lowell</strong> without a single D<br />
or F. But as for the boys—ahem!<br />
<strong>The</strong> June '13 Senior dance, which was held on Thursday evening, June 8,<br />
was, of course, a grand success. Though Puckctt's Hall is one of the largest<br />
halls in the city, it didn't lack for occupants—which is but another way of<br />
saying it was rather crowded. But—the more the merrier.<br />
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<strong>The</strong> Freshman reception took place in th.e Auditorium, Monday, August<br />
11, Melville Kaufmann, president of Dec. .'13.'conducting. Mr. Morton spoke<br />
on <strong>Lowell</strong> ideals. George Brown explained the purpose of the L. H. S. S. A.<br />
and ended by pleading with the little ones to give up a dime every month.<br />
Thai Mr. Koch awed them with a speech on athletics, and Bob Bernstein<br />
finished the job by insisting that THE LOWELL must be supported to be successful—which<br />
fact Sophs and Juniors and Seniors alike seem not to realize.<br />
On Friday afternoon, August 15, in the Auditorium, Mr. Paul Gerson, of<br />
the Gerson Dramatic School, gave a very pleasing lecture and demonstration<br />
of the art of oratory, he himself enacting scenes from several of Shakespeare's<br />
plays. <strong>The</strong> entertainment was under the auspices of the Debating Society.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee has elected H. Goldstone. Orchestra Representative,<br />
and Elise Watrous and Victor Galvin to the Students' Affairs Committee,<br />
to fill the vacancies of Esther Halm and Gregory Harrison.<br />
A new course has been added this term, which has the distinction of<br />
being more lively than any other. It is Gymnastics. <strong>The</strong> instructors are Miss<br />
Bowman for the girls and Mr. Koch for the boys. And now all the girls are<br />
talking about "Jim."<br />
Dec. '13 elected the following officers for their final term: President. Melville<br />
Kaufmann: Vice-President. Mildred Fulcher: Secretary. Easter Beetle:<br />
Treasurer. Ed. Elkins; Scrgeant-at-Arms. Dwight Mitchell: Class Representative.<br />
Louis Less.<br />
<strong>The</strong> lune '14 class will be guided by: President. A. Sclnnulowitz: Vice-<br />
Presidcnt, Miss Cowan: Secretary. "Lew" Powell: Treasurer. James Conrado;<br />
Sergeant-at-Arms, F. Brownlce: Class Representative, Miss C. Furth.<br />
<strong>The</strong> officers of Dec. '14 are: President, A. Osborne: Vicc-Prcsidcnt. B.<br />
Anderson: Secretary. Miss M. Kane; Treasurer. E. Schapiro: Representative,<br />
Alberta Jackson.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee has elected Mr. Koch. Treasurer: Mr. Rogers,<br />
Faculty Representative to the A. A. L., and Mr. Crofts to the Student Body.<br />
Ed. Wagencr has been elected student A. A. L. Representative.<br />
One enterprising class has already marked out a social program. <strong>The</strong><br />
lune "15 class arc arranging for a dance some time this term. <strong>The</strong> committee<br />
consists of Louis Emery. Charles Wissing. Walter Pratt. Francis McCloughry,<br />
Lorraine Sands and Helen Morissy.<br />
<strong>The</strong> following estimates were granted by the Executive Committee: Football.<br />
$257.15: Boys' Basketball. $61: Baseball. $17: Track. $31: Swimming,<br />
$13; Boys' Tennis. $7.50: Girls" Basketball. $31: Girls' Tennis, $7.50: Reading<br />
Club. $5: Debate. $3.75: Orchestra. $10: Boys' Glee Club. $12.50; Girls' Glee<br />
Club, $25; General Fund, $50.<br />
Last term's annual was a great success. Every magazine was sold and<br />
many more could have been, but the supply was not as great as the demand.<br />
As kindly a reception to the next one!<br />
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DEBATING SOCIETY.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Debating 1 Society welcomes the Freshman, urges the Sophomore,<br />
wants the Junior and needs the Senior. It is the Freshman who, although<br />
generally a spectator, should profit by attending the weekly meetings and learn<br />
the elements of parliamentary law. It is the Sophomore who should avail<br />
himself of the opportunities offered by the society and, by frequent debating,<br />
learn more thoroughly his mother tongue. It is the Junior who should realize<br />
that the largest and oldest society at <strong>Lowell</strong> depends on him for its future<br />
welfare. It is the Senior who should lead and direct the society.<br />
iiesides. the Frank ttclasco Nicto Memorial Cup is debated for semiannually<br />
to select the best individual speaker from the Freshman-Sophomore<br />
classes. <strong>The</strong>n there are impromptu discussions, and inter-room and inter-class<br />
debates, and a declamation contest, and many other lively affairs promised<br />
by the Standing Committee. Of especial importance to all should be the "big"'<br />
team tryout. <strong>The</strong> team selected meets other schools and debates for the Stanford<br />
trophy. One of <strong>Lowell</strong>'s boasts ha* been the undisputed championship<br />
of the Debating League of California for the past five years. It is up to you<br />
to see that the Stanford trophy remains at <strong>Lowell</strong> in the future.<br />
Remember, debating is as important an activity at <strong>Lowell</strong> as any athletic<br />
contest in which the school participates. Spirit for debating must be aroused<br />
if we arc to be successful in that field in the future. You fellows who ridicule<br />
the mere mention of the word "debate" should realize that the three <strong>Lowell</strong>ites<br />
who, after months of tedious work, appear before the rostrum, in a championship<br />
debate, are fighting, not for their own glory, but for the glory of <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y expect your support; they want your encouragement, and they need the<br />
hearty "rooting" of the school as much as any athletic team. Look upon<br />
debating as an activity, give it your support and surely <strong>Lowell</strong> will continue<br />
her successful debating career.<br />
Come up any Friday to Room 217. Join the society. Enter the debates.<br />
Help foster spirit among members and non-members alike, and you'll not<br />
regret it.<br />
GUub<br />
<strong>The</strong> Reading Club has begun another term in its career. If this career is<br />
to continue successful, the club must have support. <strong>The</strong> meetings have not<br />
been so well attended as they ought to be. Many members, though coming<br />
regularly to the meetings for a time, finally become careless about their attend-<br />
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slightly felt, for others have readily stepped forward to take the vacant<br />
places.<br />
At the beginning of the term a notice was circulated, stating that<br />
tryouts for new members and pianists would be held in Room 217 on Monday,<br />
August 4. On the day set sixteen new members appeared in Room<br />
217 for tryouts. Since then new members are pouring in at every meeting.<br />
Meeting day has been changed from Monday to Tuesday, so that on<br />
every school Tuesday meetings will be held in Room 217 under Mr.<br />
Smith's supervision.<br />
Actual work has already started under the rule of the newly elected<br />
officers and an entirely new list of songs has been adopted. <strong>The</strong> club's<br />
membership limit has not yet been reached, so everybody, and especially<br />
he who has an extremely high or low voice, will be welcomed.<br />
On Thursday evening, June 29, the Boys' Glee Club, accompanied by<br />
the Orchestra and Girls' Glee Club, journeyed to Yerba Buena Island,<br />
where the club's selections met with the usual approval of the marine<br />
alldience - THE CAMERA CLUB.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Camera Club met for the first time this -term on Tuesday. August<br />
12 in Room 217! During the greater part of the meeting the prospects of<br />
the club were discussed. It was decided to give at least cne picnic this<br />
term, since the one given last term was such a great success. Owing to the<br />
fact that Mr. Downing—our own Mr. Downing—has been appointed manager<br />
of all lectures of the public schools, the club announces that many free<br />
lectures will probably be given during the course of the new term.<br />
<strong>The</strong> president has reported that the Dark Room is completed and ready<br />
for work. To those who are unacquainted with the organization,—the Dark<br />
Room is directly opposite Room 305 on the third floor. In it are stored<br />
all the chemicals necessary for picture development. <strong>The</strong> room is open at<br />
all times to members, where each one may work on his own pictures. That<br />
certain members have already begun the work of the term the class pictures<br />
on the wall opposite the main entrance are evidence.<br />
<strong>The</strong> club meets the second and fourth Tuesdays of every month in<br />
Room 217 at 3:10. Questions in connection with the organization will be<br />
answered by any of the following officials: President E. Breyman, Yice-<br />
Prcsident Miss D. Rowell, Secretary I. Meyer, Librarian Miss Grimer.<br />
ORCHESTRA<br />
We all know that the orchestra was fine last term, and so we do not<br />
expect to be disappointed this term. Several new members have joined<br />
that musical band, but their meshes are still open to ensnare more. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
come—modest violinists and clarionetists—you are needed; and so are all<br />
other musicians. But, alas, there is one difficulty threatening the success<br />
of the club. For, while the band is receiving reenforcements from the students,<br />
it has as yet no director. Until this dilemma is solved, no definite<br />
results can be obtained. But we sincerely hope it can be settled soon, for<br />
we know from experience what to expect of the <strong>Lowell</strong> Orchestra. <strong>The</strong><br />
guiding officers are: President, H. Seidkin: Secretary, H. Stillards; Librarian,<br />
M. Speigle, and Representative, H. Goldstone.<br />
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This year's prospects are good, but without material all the efforts of<br />
Coach Mullineux will be in vain. <strong>Lowell</strong> has had a very successful year so far. '<br />
Let us wind up 1913 with a football championship and make it a bright year<br />
-in the history of <strong>Lowell</strong>. <strong>The</strong> only way to do it is to perform your duty and<br />
to at least try out.<br />
TRACK.<br />
<strong>The</strong> track season has not yet opened, but, even though we have lost many<br />
good men, we expect to have a good nucleus out at first call, around which we<br />
may build a winning team. This year we must get along without the help of<br />
such stars as Herrick, Hooper, Hirschfelder, Schlinghyde, Field and Rullard,<br />
who have graduated, and Glas, who has left for Commercial.<br />
We still have many good men left. <strong>The</strong>re are Goeppcrt and Vucosavlievich<br />
for the quarter and half-mile, Robinson. Hawkes and Hildebrande for the<br />
sprint. Breyman and Hawkes for the jumps. Conrado and Knight for the weights,<br />
and Cole and Mitchell for the mile grind. In the weight classes we can still<br />
rely on Jacobson, Crawford. Langendorf, Laidlow, Carfagni and Wagener.<br />
Manager Goeppert will call training soon, and wants everyone to come<br />
out and make the fight for the Schwartz trophy, in the interclass meet, a good<br />
one. We want to repeat our victory in the Sub-League meet, fellows, so all<br />
come out and we'll have another champion-ship team.<br />
BASKETBALL.<br />
At the present time interest in basketball is low, due to the fact that football<br />
is in full swing. However, plans are being made for the coming season,<br />
and an interclass series of games will be held in a few weeks. Also a Freshman<br />
inter-room league is intended, and it is likely that some promising material<br />
will be uncovered in these games.<br />
A large squad of candidates is expected to report this season, and the<br />
teams will be arranged according to the weight system. Manager Schocnfeld<br />
has been allowed a liberal number of trips by the Executive Committee.<br />
Money has been voted for trips to San Mateo, San Jose, San Rafael, Vallejo<br />
and Oakdale. Schoenfeld is also in communication with St. Mary's College.<br />
Lakeport, the various army teams about the bay. and several fast local aggregations,<br />
which will furnish good practice before the league games.<br />
Conrado and Bender are the only members of last year's champion-ship<br />
quintet remaining in school,— Hirschfelder, Barnes and Fujita having graduated<br />
last June. Several of last year's substitutes arc expected to show big team<br />
caliber during the coming season, and, in addition, there arc several players who<br />
come with good reputations from other schools. Prospects are bright, and<br />
many anticipate another State High School championship for <strong>Lowell</strong> next spring.<br />
SWIMMING.<br />
Swimming prospects this year are just as hopeful as last. Many of<br />
the veterans have returned to school, and there is a wealth of new material.<br />
<strong>The</strong> team has lost Rieter. W. Wilson and Field through graduation. <strong>The</strong><br />
greatest loss is of Captain Collischon, who has not returned to school. He<br />
was the star long distance swimmer and would have added many points to<br />
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our scores. Herbert Wilson has been elected captain in his place. Hyde<br />
Lewis, one of the best swimmers turned out by <strong>Lowell</strong>, is at school and will<br />
be seen in the 50 and 100. <strong>The</strong> other veterans arc Flood, who will swim<br />
the 50 and relay; Don, in the 100 and' relay; Huntington, in the 220; H.<br />
Wilson, in the 440 and relay, and Mitchell and Booth, relay men. <strong>The</strong><br />
interclass, on Monday, the 25th, aroused much interest, and some new<br />
swimmers were brought to light. Among these were McKcyce, Berndt,<br />
Cather, Smith and Benton.<br />
•GIRLS' BASKETBALL.<br />
<strong>The</strong> girls' basketball team last term had a most successful season, which<br />
fact inspires us to a bit of poetry:<br />
Eight victories and not one defeat—ah.<br />
Is a record which is hard to be beat—ah!<br />
And we hope this term they will repeat—ah,<br />
<strong>The</strong> successful games, with teams they meet—ah!<br />
<strong>The</strong>se games, however, were won because of individual good playing, for<br />
the team itself did not practice as it should, and no new material whatever<br />
was developed. So it is the duty of every Freshman girl, and of all those<br />
who take an interest in basketball, to come to practice every Tuesday and<br />
Thursday afternoon. For it is with your support only that we can have<br />
interclass games and arouse class spirit. Two places are vacant in the big<br />
nine team, which plays nearly half the block L gaincs, and no one has<br />
her position under lock and key. Besides, the school needs efficient understudies<br />
to take the part of the present stars when they graduate or to rise<br />
into their places if they can not keep up to the standard.<br />
GIRLS' TENNIS.<br />
<strong>The</strong> girls' tennis club extended its welcome to the Freshman girls and<br />
to new members at the reception held on August 14 in Room 217. About<br />
sixty were present and refreshments were served. <strong>The</strong>re is a standing invitation<br />
for each and every girl, who becomes a member, to come to all the<br />
meetings and join in the social times of the club. Soon interclass and interclub<br />
games will be started, and, if you want to be a victor(css), you had<br />
better begin practicing right now. Make <strong>Lowell</strong> the alma mater of girls'<br />
world champions as well as of boys'.<br />
"SOFT" BASEBALL.<br />
This sport has not had the renown of either tennis or basketball, and<br />
yet those who play it at the lunch hour seem to get as much fun and<br />
exercise from it as from either of the others. Mr. Koch started it last<br />
term, and "daily the noonday sun gleamed fiercely down" (that's a fact)<br />
upon a score of girls striving to attain the reputation of Ty Cobbs. We<br />
hope more will take an interest in this feminized boys' game so we can have<br />
regular interclass games.<br />
He (adoringly)—You look sweet enough to eat.<br />
She (coldly)—So I do, three times a day.—Ex.<br />
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"What's in here?" asked the tourist. :<br />
"Remains to be seen," responded the guide, as he led the way into the<br />
morgue.<br />
Paradoxical.<br />
(Miss C. was at school but not in class.)<br />
Mr. Clark (calling roll)—Miss C? Is Miss C. here?<br />
Edna West—Yes, she's here, but she's absent.<br />
And Mr. Clark was puzzled.<br />
<strong>The</strong> other day somebody went into Room 121 to get a book of. cartickets.<br />
Seeing a small person, with a pencil stuck over one ear, seated<br />
behind the desk, sorting car-books, he asked, "Little man, who are you?"<br />
And the little one said. "I am the guy who put the car in Carfagni."<br />
Mr. Clark—<strong>The</strong> Pilgrim Fathers were in Holland and had no money<br />
to buy ships and provisions. How did they secure the money?<br />
Rosenthal—<strong>The</strong>y borrowed it from the Indians.<br />
Very True! \<br />
Mr. Morton—And how did it hapuen that Icarus was drowned?<br />
V. Galvin (after earnest thought)—He got too near the water.<br />
L. Less (to small boy)—Say, can I get through that gate?<br />
Small Boy—I guess so, a load of hay just went through.<br />
Miss Duffy having requested her "High 4" English class to write a<br />
selection in "pulpit" form, was greatly surprised when, at the end of one<br />
she read, "<strong>The</strong> usual morning offering will now be received."<br />
At the Last <strong>Lowell</strong>-St. Ignatius Baseball Game.<br />
Cole—Don't you think it will JC warm at the game to-day.<br />
Estelle Si-ler—Oh, T don't know: I thought there were going to be a<br />
lot of fans there.<br />
Prof.—What was the Sherman Act?<br />
Stude—Marching through Georgia.—Ex.<br />
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From the side-lines—<br />
"Do you know/'-said<br />
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"Well," said his clerl<br />
Political Candidate—i<br />
life that we can use agai<br />
Detective—Not a tlv<br />
sell awnings.<br />
Political Boss—Why!<br />
has been mixed up in sq<br />
"You were born in<br />
"I was.""<br />
"What part?"<br />
"Why, all of me, of<br />
"What you been a-d<br />
coining out of the house<br />
"I've been a-chasin'<br />
reply.<br />
"What's to prevent I<br />
"My goodness!" exc<br />
Rut it didn't.—Ex.<br />
Brown—<strong>The</strong> facial :<br />
In selecting your wife w<br />
Jones—No; but I h<br />
Mammy—Rastus, y<<br />
lard.<br />
Rastus—Lord a ma?<br />
mind.—Ex.<br />
"I met Dunkey to-d<br />
much."<br />
"Oh, he hasn't chans<br />
"How do you mean?<br />
"0, he's forever tall<br />
Husband—Julia, this<br />
Wife—<strong>The</strong>n finish i<br />
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Injured Athlete—What shall I do for water on the knee?<br />
From the side-lines—Wear pumps.—Ex.<br />
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So Did He.<br />
"Do you know," said the successful merchant pompously, "that I began<br />
life as a 'barefoot boy'?"<br />
"Well," said his clerk, "I wasn't born with shoes on either."<br />
Political Candidate—Well, did you discover anything in Stump's past<br />
life that we can use against him?<br />
Detective—Xot a thing. All he ever did before he came here was to<br />
sell awnings.<br />
Political Boss—Why, that's just what we want. We'll say that he<br />
has been mixed up in some decidedly shady transactions.<br />
"You were born in Ireland?"<br />
'•I was."'<br />
"What part?"<br />
"Why, all of me, of course!"<br />
"What you been a-doing?" asked a boy of his playmate whom he saw<br />
coming out of the house with tears in his eyes.<br />
"I've been a-chasin' a birch rod round my father," was the snarling<br />
reply.<br />
"What's to prevent my kissing you?" asked the young man.<br />
"My goodness!" exclaimed the girl.<br />
P.ut it didn't.—Ex.<br />
p.rown—<strong>The</strong> facial features plainly indicate character and disposition.<br />
In selecting your wife were you governed by lies chin?<br />
Jones—No; but I have been ever since we were married.<br />
Mammy—Rastus, you good-for-nothing nigger, you done forgot dat<br />
lard.<br />
Rastus—Lord a massy, dat lard was jes' so greasy it done slipped ma<br />
mind.—Ex.<br />
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I met Dunkey to-day for the first time in years. He hasn't changed<br />
much."<br />
"Oh. he hasn't changed at all, but he doesn't seem to realize it."<br />
""How do you mean?"<br />
"O. he's forever talking about what a fool he used to be."<br />
Husband—Julia, this mutton chop is not half done!<br />
Wife—<strong>The</strong>n finish it, my dear!<br />
Frances says that of all stones Emery is the best.<br />
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Counsel—You reside? . -•<br />
Witness—With my brother.<br />
Counsel—And your brother lives?<br />
Witness—With me.<br />
Counsel—Precisely, but you both live—<br />
Witness—Together.—Ex.<br />
Old Lady—What's that odor?<br />
Farmer—That's fertilizer.<br />
Old Lady—For land's sakes!<br />
Farmer—Yes'm.—Ex.<br />
Minister—Johnny, do you know where little boys go who fish on<br />
Sunday?<br />
Johnny—Sure; follow me and I'll show you.—Ex.<br />
Her Father—Clara, I saw Mr. Holdtyghte hugging you in the hall<br />
last night. .<br />
Clara—Yes. But, papa, it was only in remembrance of former days.<br />
Her Father—Sort of souvenir spoon, eh?—Ex.<br />
It Is Important for Us to Patronize Our Cafeteria,<br />
as the cafeteria from a financial standpoint is the most important factor in<br />
school activities. We look to each and every one to get back of the cafeteria<br />
and boost for its success. <strong>The</strong> cafeteria has always been a money-making<br />
proposition. Due to outside pressure, however, the lunch stands have been<br />
placed inside the cafeteria and naturally our receipts have been considerably<br />
diminished. Even at this the cafeteria will maintain a profit. At the installation<br />
of the cafeteria $300 of the Student Body funds were loaned to the cafeteria.<br />
It was expected that this would be paid back this term. We have<br />
planned to use this money .for the activities of the school. But if the cafeteria<br />
docs not do more business* it will not be able to return all the loan and as a<br />
consequence we can not grant as much money to the activities as previously<br />
planned. THEREFORE.' WE APPEAL TO YOU ALL—AS TRUE LOW-<br />
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MISS GILES, Teacher<br />
2186 California Street, cor. Buchanan<br />
23 Craig Court Apartments<br />
West 2SU2<br />
Classes in Daily Difficulties<br />
3-5:30 p. m., $6 monthly<br />
Saturday Morning Weekly Review Class<br />
10-12 m.. $3.50 monthly, one hour;<br />
$5.00 two hours.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se 1'lii.vsi'S are to help every student who<br />
Itn* any truiilile with his dully work. In any<br />
sulij' 1 '"*. I£*'Kul:ir private lessons jslven when<br />
(Irslrr'l rt( private lesson prices. SVrlte. call,<br />
or tclfpliiiii,- address alinve.<br />
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807 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
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All High School Books Sold<br />
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345 DIVISADERO STREEj<br />
Near Oak T<br />
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2207 FIULMORE STREET, Phone West 6347<br />
1744 HAIGHT STREET, Phone Park 4913<br />
LOWELL'S OFFICIAL JEWELER<br />
H. W. TUCKEY<br />
Established 1863<br />
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PLATINUM, GOLD OR SILVER<br />
JEWELRY<br />
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OUR<br />
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Phone Park 7779 .<br />
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258 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
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51 SHARON ST., SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Near 15th and Market<br />
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Supplied to all Retail Grocers by<br />
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WHOLESALE GROCERS<br />
Telephone Kearny 246 59 and 61 MAIN ST.. SAN FRANCISCO<br />
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Phone Park 851 Park 1342<br />
32<br />
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ROMEY'S FISH MARKET<br />
A. FANTOZZI, Proprietor<br />
Fish, Oysters, Clams, Lobsters, Crabs,<br />
Shrimps, Mussels, Terrapin and Frogs.<br />
FRESH EVERY DAY<br />
We Supply <strong>Lowell</strong> Hljh Cafeteria<br />
Orders Taken Saturday<br />
for Sunday 1543-51 Halght St.<br />
• :M<br />
couldn't .help themsc<br />
"Once he got a<br />
who knew him la id -<br />
dollars and I tried 'I<br />
Judge, and him and<br />
clothes. Hut av the<br />
coming in. <strong>The</strong>re g<br />
.stuff we had, until.,<br />
to help, but they cot<br />
did have a trifle tc<br />
a-going, week in an<br />
tired all clay with v<br />
be found.<br />
"And at last he<br />
but it just broke d<br />
lied. He didn't go<br />
nothing. And that<br />
thing had gone wror<br />
had been refused, ai<br />
was that by some mi<br />
f don't know who<br />
"And so things<br />
few days without tl<br />
prescribed medicine<br />
he also said that tin<br />
Jeremiah court."<br />
I saw the Judg<<br />
"I think it was<br />
I had a right to ,besomething<br />
that attaci<br />
pains through them.<br />
lied to him. Nervpi<br />
then I began to cot<br />
usually damp. And<br />
and I did for a whil<br />
and there were pain<br />
the doctor came in n<br />
had consumption, ai<br />
house for its dampm<br />
the citizens that did<br />
cursed the owners v<br />
them—and he cursec<br />
man)' more just the 1
THE LOWELL<br />
bed and go to sleep. Day after day he walked, in and out, up and down, but<br />
there were so many men who wanted work and there was no work of any<br />
kind. Each building had out its hard sign, "No men wanted. Please don't<br />
apply." <strong>The</strong> bosses didn't like to turn them away but they had to. <strong>The</strong>y<br />
couldn't help themselves.<br />
"Once he got a half day's work, down in a sand pit. Once again, a laborer<br />
who knew him laid off a day—sick—so he could take his job. We got a few<br />
dollars and I tried to make them do. But they don't go far. Five children.<br />
Judge, and him and me. Food and rent to pay: we got wood and didn't need<br />
clothes. Hut as the days went on, the money kept going out and nothing<br />
coming in. <strong>The</strong>re got to be less and less in the house. We pawned all the<br />
stuff we had, until the broker would accept no more. <strong>The</strong> neighbors tried<br />
to help, but they couldn't: they were much the same as us. and the one who<br />
did have a trifle to spare could not give it to all. And so things kept<br />
a-going, week in and week out. no change: John early out and late in: dog<br />
tired all day with walking, walking, up and down, seeking what could not<br />
be found.<br />
"And at last he got discouraged too. Fie had tried to keep up his spirit,<br />
but it just broke down. And one afternoon he came home and went to<br />
bed. Me didn't go out till next morning, and was gone all day. but he got<br />
nothing. And that night when he returned he brought hard news. Something<br />
had gone wrong at headquarters; he had pleaded for more money and<br />
had been refused, and then he had lost his head, threatened, and the result<br />
was that by some mistake, we never got another cent from the Union. . . .<br />
I don't know who it was he threatened.<br />
"And so things went. And then I got sick again: we got along for a<br />
few days without the doctor, but at last John had him called in. and he<br />
prescribed medicine and rest: 'nervous trouble." he said, "a breakdown." and<br />
lie also said that the house wasn't good. It is one of those apartments in<br />
Jeremiah court."<br />
I saw the Judge start, and his brow wrinkle.<br />
"I think it was the house. Maybe 1 had been nervous—God knows<br />
f had a right to be—but I couldn't break down then from that. It was a<br />
something that attacked my limbs, and seemed to grow up them, shooting<br />
pains through them. When the doctor had asked me if I was nervous, f<br />
lied to him. Nervousness doesn't need much medicine, chiefly rest. And<br />
then I began to cough, especially in the evening when it was more than<br />
usually damp. And I hid my head in the pillow to smother the sound,<br />
and I did for a while. But I coughed and coughed, dry and soul-tearing,<br />
and there were pains in my breast that wouldn't go away. And one day<br />
the doctor came in unexpectedly and caught me coughing, and told John T<br />
had consumption, and must go away to the south. And he cursed the<br />
house for its dampness, and the "government that allowed such houses, and<br />
the citizens that did not heed the needs of their brothers, but chiefly he<br />
cursed the owners who built them—"breeding places for pests." he called<br />
them and he cursed the man who owned this house, and said he owned<br />
manv more just the same.<br />
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"And so, Judge, I guess that's all. You see John couldn't get the money<br />
for me any other way, and so, he had to do it. He couldn't help himself,<br />
he did it for me. . . . And I beg you to let^him go."<br />
She looked at him once more; with her wonderful pleading eyes, but<br />
O'Hara avoided them, and looked at the cage. <strong>The</strong>n she hugged her baby<br />
closer to her and went to her other children behind the rail.<br />
O'Hara cleared his throat and asked again if there was any reason why<br />
sentence should not be passed. <strong>The</strong>re was no reply. <strong>The</strong>n he cleared his<br />
throat once more and said, "John King, stand up." King stood erect. I<br />
saw OTIara's little pig-eyes Maze at the prisoner and saw the furrows<br />
gather on his brow. "What kind of joke is he playing this time?" I asked<br />
myself. Was this another exhibition of his style of humor? And from<br />
his former shows T concluded it was. And I rested easy.<br />
"John King." O'Hara went on and glared at the prisoner, "you stand<br />
convicted of attempted highway robbery. <strong>The</strong>re was assault with a deadly<br />
weapon which might have resulted in murder. However there were some<br />
extenuating circumstances. <strong>The</strong>y are not strong enough, however, to<br />
change the will of the court, and T therefore sentence you to ten years in<br />
the State's prison at San Qttentin."<br />
<strong>The</strong> room was as silent as if it was an assemblage of the dead. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
there came a long, piercing wail from the little wife. <strong>The</strong> children stood<br />
looking at her in round, stupid-eyed wonder. <strong>The</strong>y led her away into the<br />
hall, weeping hysterically. As for King, he stood like a dreamer paralyzed.<br />
I looked for O'Hara. but he had slipped from his desk and had disappeared<br />
through the rear door.<br />
% •-'.: :';: * * * * * :!«' *<br />
And that is why T sympathized with John King as he sat there on the<br />
bench in Portsmouth Square. "And do you know what I'm going to do?"<br />
King asked me. I shook my head. "I got out sooner than O'Hara expected.<br />
. . . <strong>The</strong>y have a credit system at the prison, and I'm out a<br />
year ahead." He looked at me slyly. "And O'Hara doesn't know it.<br />
And so I'm waiting here till court lets out—and then as O'Hara comes down<br />
the steps—" He looked at me and patted his hip pocket with a certain<br />
triumphant leer. "For," he said, bowing over me and whispering into my<br />
car with a terrible earnestness, "O'Hara was he who owned the flats!"<br />
« =s * * * * * * * *<br />
When I told the policeman in the park that King was lying in wait to<br />
murder O'Hara. he looked at me rather qucerly. "So you've been talking<br />
with King, eh?" lie said. "And did you know," he smilingly went on. "that<br />
King has been mad these two years past?"<br />
I told him I didn't know it. "Rut," T said, "a crazy man can aim—"<br />
<strong>The</strong> policeman broke in with a laugh. "King's pistol." he said, "is wood.<br />
. . . And besides: . . . O'Hara—"<br />
"Yes?" I said. "O'Hara?"<br />
"O'Hara." he continued, "is dead these ten years. . . . He was killed<br />
—by a little woman, with five children."<br />
ALEX. SCOTT.<br />
14
hem<br />
lumwll<br />
A monthly, published by the Students of <strong>Lowell</strong> Hiyh School.<br />
EDITORIAL STAFF<br />
KR1C A. I-WLCONKR, '12, Editor.<br />
I'.l'.UT KAI5JXOWITZ. '12. Associate.<br />
DEPARTMENTS<br />
MARTHA McCI.OrGl'.Y, '13. School Note-.<br />
THKODORA SCIIAKRT7.KR. "12. Organizations.<br />
HAROLD I'.I.ACK. '12. Organizations.<br />
DANA .\kl-:\VK.\\ '12. Exchanges.<br />
STANFORD OLSICN. '12, Athletics.<br />
I5KRT THOMAS. '12, A--i-tant.<br />
MYKTLK KITSCH KN. '1.1. Girl-' Athletics<br />
KRYV1N IMKSCHl'KLDKR, 'I.'.. Joke-.<br />
KI.MKR WISH. 13. Art<br />
CLARKNCK i'^'-TI'.K. '12. Art.<br />
CNRLOT'f .-.AWYIiR. "13. Art.<br />
CIIARI.:• - w . JONKS '12, Art.<br />
r "iiiNESS STAFF<br />
SANl-Ol.". : '• 1-.5N. 12, Mana«er.<br />
ALMS'. '. :•:'".'y-.\:M serene, sw calm, so indifferent. <strong>The</strong>re is nothing<br />
•.hat can disturb his placidity. And it is this same calmness that so a.stoni-he-<br />
the casual observer, and it is only when he buries himself deep in the<br />
-;u ly of the workings o: the pirate's fertile little brain that he discovers<br />
that all his daring springs from the fact that he is innocent of doing wrong.<br />
Like the real Pirate, he has an extraordinarily delicate sense of honor.<br />
He cannot bear the sight of either bolts or b;irs—it is a reflection on his<br />
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character. And as no self-respecting pirate can allow this to go unavenged<br />
he takes out his wrath on the owner of the unpadlockcd desk. On this very<br />
account, the Hall usually looks like a vast barn with the stall doors all<br />
securely fastened.<br />
It is in the Hall that the Pirate is in his real element. It is there that<br />
the field is open to his genius. It is his stamping ground, and his pasture<br />
land. <strong>The</strong> Pirate as a general thing is always out of paper. This happens<br />
from no particular reason—it merely happens. And after he has failed to<br />
get any paper from his neighbors, after poking them in the ribs to see if<br />
they have any, he starts on his career of pillage. Very, very carefully he<br />
runs his hand over the lower right hand side of the desk he is in. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
is no padlock. He attempts to open the desk. It resists. He jerks. Tt<br />
does not give. <strong>The</strong>n he investigates and finds that this individual has put<br />
his lock on the left hand side. Seeing that is so, he moves to another desk<br />
—temporarily.<br />
Again he surveys the desk—and finds it open. <strong>The</strong>re before his eyes<br />
is the desk, and the lid is up. He takes the books in his hands and<br />
toss
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< >n Wednesday afternoon. October 16th, Mr. Rudolph I'.rown. a student<br />
.•I bees from lxiili the scientific and practical standpoint, taiked to the<br />
/iiiln^iy students in the Study Hall. What he had to say was very intere-tiiiji<br />
as well as instructive, lie exhibited a demonstration hive and several<br />
products of the bees' work. Mr. lirown's lecture was greatly enjoyed<br />
I y ail who were so fortunate as to hear it.<br />
Sometime before the Thanksgiving recess (it is not certain just when).<br />
Mr. Harold C. I'ryant. a member of the Fish and Game Commission, and a<br />
n-earch student in the L'niversity. will ,uive a lecture on the relation between<br />
birds and insects. <strong>The</strong> lecture will be illustrated by a number of<br />
'•miem slides from original photographs by the author. <strong>The</strong> lecture will be<br />
yiven in the Study Hall, and promises to be very interesting. No one<br />
who alienJs will regret it.<br />
Sanfurd Stein reports a profit of $
THE LOWELL<br />
Dorothea Bothe; recitation, Dorothy Kaultcnbach; vocal solo, Marline<br />
Milliken (a visitor), and a cracker-eating and whistling contest, which<br />
caused much hilarity. On October 29th the High Seniors entertained.<br />
<strong>The</strong>} r gave a very iaughable little sketch, under the direction of Edith<br />
Griffin, entitled "<strong>The</strong> Sniggles Family."' <strong>The</strong> family consisted of Miss Griffin,<br />
who was the mother, Florence Piper. Helen Wood, Belle Elkins, Teddy<br />
Schaertzer, Emma Hymson. Edith Perry, Selma Geballc and Gertrude Vizzard.<br />
Although June '14 was considering a dance, it is thought that the affair<br />
will be postponed till next term.<br />
On Saturday evening. November 2nd. the Dec. '1.3 class gave a Hallowe'en<br />
party at the Native Suns' Hall. Dancing and games took place,<br />
and Miss Cuneo and Allison Rcyman succeeded in capturing the prizes. A<br />
light bullet supper was served. <strong>The</strong> affair was in charge of Messrs. L.<br />
Less (floor manager). Kaufman. W'cinberg, and Misses C. Woll and F.<br />
YVarfonl. Miss llowman and Messrs. Stephens and Tucker were present<br />
at this very enjoyable affair.<br />
It is probably not generally understood that we are to have a cafeteria<br />
in the new building. It will be run on regulation plans and it is up to every<br />
member of the school, who has any school spirit, any sense of loyalty to<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong>, to patronize Home Industry and help support this cafeteria.<br />
Mr. Rhodes. Teddy Schaortzer and Lynn Ward have been appointed<br />
the committee in charge. If you see Mr. Rhodes with wrinkles in his<br />
brow don't be astonished, lie is probably trying to figure the cost of<br />
two hundred chairs at $3.27 apiece, or something on the same line.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee has appointed a 4th assistant Treasurer<br />
and a Manager to take charge of the cafeteria. .Miss Schaertzer is 4th<br />
assistant Treasurer and Lynn Ward Student Manager.<br />
<strong>The</strong> management of the Coliseum has offered a pair of the best skates<br />
to the high school student writing the best essay on "<strong>The</strong> benefits of roller<br />
skating." Competitors should send their essays to the rink by December<br />
1st. Write on but one side of the paper. <strong>The</strong>re is no limit as to length but<br />
"brevity is the soul of wit."<br />
Sch-h-h! Don't say a word. Now they promise that we'll be in the<br />
new building by December 1st. But don't whisper it or the date will be<br />
changed and we'll wait another month. However, there's hope. But if<br />
such is the case, this is the last edition of Tin-: LOWELL issued in the old<br />
school—a farewell edition. Let's hope so.<br />
Milton Marks, a graduate of '10. has been in the infirmary at L". C. fur<br />
the month past, his place on the l\ C. team being filled by an alternate.<br />
Louis Goodman. <strong>Lowell</strong> '09. was on the L T . C. team.<br />
In Executive Committee. Friday the 16th. a motion was made making<br />
the 22nd the open date for nominations.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is a movement on foot by which the variou.s Jubs are to suggest<br />
names of those candidates who are elected bv the school.<br />
At the coming election there will be several amendments to the Constitution.<br />
<strong>The</strong> student body is asked to give their most serious attention-<br />
Most concern Block L's.<br />
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• ~nce again <strong>Lowell</strong> has met ami defeated San Jose. Since l n 0° <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
ha- been pitted against this school ftir six consecutive debates, being the<br />
• •lily -chool we have met in four years. Out of the six debates <strong>Lowell</strong> has<br />
triumphed five times, being defeated f>2-3 to 3S 1-3—almost 2 to 1. <strong>The</strong> same evening<br />
tin- negative team defeated San Jose in their own school to the tune of<br />
. ; :i. : -ii to 4S 1-C). That is. we w. >:i both debates on each side of the question.<br />
Whatever doubts there may have been in the past as to the superiority<br />
• •;' the two schools is now settled.<br />
Kabinowitz and Falconer on the negative represented <strong>Lowell</strong> at San Jose.<br />
A- u-ual. it is mir pleasant duty to express our sincere thanks anil<br />
.Viipreciaiion for the generous work of Mr. A. I. Cloud, who although no<br />
longer a member of our faculty, has still devoted a great deal of time and<br />
labor to coaching our team. With the assistance of Fred Shipper, a former<br />
l.L'.vtllite and Carnot medalist, the team was thoroughly prepared, as the<br />
-• •• •:'e -hows. To our two coaches all praise and thanks is due.<br />
' ';i • >etoher ISth a tryout was held to select two men to represent<br />
1. •• •.'. e!l at the i.Vbating League convention. Tho-^e taking part were Harris.<br />
1 •• :iig-berger. Kaufman. Harrison. Selvage and Snider. Of the six speaker-,<br />
two had the same piece. "<strong>The</strong> Address of Spartaeus to the Gladiators."<br />
I: '.'a- a most soul-stirring spectacle to see the budding orators ascend the<br />
!•••-•.•.-.mi and bid the noble Romans down in the audience to die with them.<br />
Tin- -L^iety lias been bidden •• do this once every yeat or so. Spartaeus<br />
i- ne grand old standby, ai ' - 'one had only given Patrick Henry's<br />
"' '•:•.•>• :ne liberty :>r death." . . i • :'s Gettysliurg ar) °r little<br />
J-e v. :•« an liorphon and died with roses in his arms. It was tvrv pathetic.<br />
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Harrison followed with a tribute 10 the Haitian General Touissant L'Ouverture.<br />
Harris and Snider were selected.<br />
At llic convention, the first important thing that came off was a banquet.<br />
After the inner man was satisfied, the Declamation contest took place.<br />
Harris not being able to attend, his place was filled by Honigsbcrger.<br />
While we lost to San Jose in this. Loweli was ably upheld. In the afternoon,<br />
so the Chronicle informs us, "Miss Cora" Zederman was elected<br />
Secretary of the League. <strong>The</strong> day closed with the customary dance.<br />
On Xoveinber 1st the preliminary tryout was held for the Xeito cup.<br />
in which six Freshmen took part. <strong>The</strong> question was on the Initiative as<br />
applied to Constitutional Amendments. <strong>The</strong> three selected were Spiegel,<br />
Jlarrel and II. Rabinowitz. <strong>The</strong> following week the Sophs selected were<br />
E. Schapiro and I'osner, who spoke on llome Rule for Ireland. Xoveinber<br />
15th the debate was on the Restriction of the Development of the Trusts.<br />
READING CLUB.<br />
<strong>The</strong> attendance of the Reading Club is not as good as it was last term,<br />
and is even more marked when contrasted to the terms before. <strong>The</strong> reason<br />
for this can hardly lie explained—it resembles the high cost of living: we<br />
know it's there but everyone has a different explanation. Certainly the programs<br />
are interesting enough. Probably more of the students think that<br />
they have to give their tinu- to their lessons, which they cannot do in the<br />
Reading Club. It certainly is not courteous for an audience to study while<br />
some one is reading. <strong>The</strong> reader cannot read half as well when he hasn't<br />
the attention of his whole audience. <strong>The</strong> President of the club thinks that<br />
it is very bad behavior and has promised dismissal for anyone who behaves<br />
badly. This certainly would be a dishonor, so try to give your undivided<br />
attention to the person who is trying his hardest to entertain you.<br />
Wednesday, ()ctober 23rd, was Children's Day. <strong>The</strong> strange coincidence<br />
was that all the readers were Seniors. <strong>The</strong> program for the day<br />
was, "Hobby Unwelcome" (A. II. Donnell). by Edith Perry: "<strong>The</strong> Massacre<br />
of the Innocents" (Mark Twain), by Oliver Field: "Hiawatha's Childhood"<br />
(Longfellow), by Ed I'.usse: •'Morris and the Honorable Tim" (Myra<br />
Kelly), by Leslie L'nclerhill: "My Treasuries" and "Good and Rad Children"<br />
(R. L. Stevenson), by Mildred Thomas. Mr. Erwin gave the criticism.<br />
On the 30th of October we heard some "linglisli Humour" which consisted<br />
of "John Gilpin" (Cowper). by Mr. Wagner, and "A Love Passage"<br />
(\V. W. Jacobs), by l'.ellc Elkins. As Art. Lucas said in his criticism,<br />
the readers were both very good, and "their selections showed true English<br />
humor." What this means is the value of X. Gregory Harrison, who was<br />
also down on the program, says that he is going to make Mr. Crofts his<br />
patron saint for keeping him after school and so saving him from reading,<br />
for he says his selection was characteristic English Humour, bah Jove,<br />
haw! haw!<br />
During vacation one Wednesday was skipped, but last Wednesday was<br />
Eugene Field day. "Our Whippings" was read by Margaret Volkmann:<br />
"Krinker." by Josie Macstretti: "Grandma's P.ombazine" and "Mojesky as<br />
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A mild . but plain<br />
of Bullion Flat. A d<br />
attracted not one hal<br />
daily stage from Han<br />
wit', his usual spiritc<br />
mo •nt.iius, served to i<br />
eroi. here and there to<br />
As soon as Bill h<br />
esteem, caused by the<br />
dignified inquiry of 1.'<br />
answer that a duel w<br />
diately to the contrr<br />
slight to his ' own co<br />
of his curiosity. For<br />
camps, had experienci<br />
quarrels to habituate<br />
any lon^ sustained in<br />
Utility to witness a<br />
and to enjoy in advai<br />
<strong>The</strong> day previous<br />
gers, a quiet young n<br />
customs of the sectic<br />
of an offensively sur<br />
unanimously nicknam<br />
rich eastern syndicate<br />
sumption of a knowli<br />
rather than on exp'er<br />
him by some of the 1<br />
haps, of some shortc<br />
book-learning, but no<br />
know more about tin<br />
book.<br />
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offend Colonel Biggu<br />
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3ltt an Affair nf Immr<br />
A mild hut plainly observable excitement pervaded the atmosphere<br />
• if I'ltillitm Flat. A do^lijjht in prioress at the lower end of the town<br />
attracted not one hall the usual interest. Xot even the arrival of the<br />
daily sta.yc from I lan^tnwn. brought in by that veteran (>M Kill Davis,<br />
with his usual spirited dash after a sleepy joy nf twelve miles over the<br />
mountains, served t" dissolve entire!v the knots and groups of men. gathered<br />
here and there to discu.-s the eatii-e of the common excitement.<br />
A- .-"on as Hill had recovered in a decree from the shock to his selfesteem,<br />
caused by the lack of appreciation of his showy arrival, he made<br />
dignified inquiry of brother Joe to know what was up. Ipon receiving<br />
:m-wer that a duel was in progress nf arrangement, he succumbed immcdiateh<br />
to the controlling;' excitement, toryot and forgave the apparent<br />
—liiilit '.o his own consequence, and i^ave himself up to the satisfaction<br />
of his curiosity. For although bullion Flat, like most h.ouulain mining<br />
camps, had experienced in its brief history a sufficient number of deadly<br />
i|iiarrels t.i habituate its citizens to regard them without horror or with<br />
auv I• • iiu sustained interest, it had never before been afforded the opportunity<br />
to witness a pre-arranged mortal combat under ihe code duello,<br />
and to enjov in advance the excitement of its anticipation.<br />
<strong>The</strong> day previous Hill had brought into camp, with his other passen-<br />
•j(-r>. a i|iiiet younji man from the bay. who was evidently strar^e to the<br />
eu-tnm- i'i the section. Partly because nf ihK fact, ami ]>arlly because<br />
>>i /in ot'l'en-ively -nperi""!" neatness of liis attire, lie had at -nice been<br />
unavinii usly nicknamed "Airy Jim." lie had come in t!:e interest of a<br />
rich ra-tern -yndi^.ite seeking inve-tment> in mining pro|>i.-rty. His as-<br />
-uniptioii nf a knowledge of mine-- and mineral-, based mi book-learning,<br />
rather llian mi experience, niily >erve increase the onlellipt felt for<br />
him by MHIIC nf the leading citi/on-. <strong>The</strong>y were ">niy too conscious, perhap-.<br />
••! -nine >hortc-nnin.i;> "i their own in the matter nf the aforoaid<br />
bnok-learnini;. but lint «Mie of tliem wa> prepared !'• admit thai lit didn't<br />
kti"\\ nil ire about !>••.• mine- fi l!ullion h'lat llian could be found in any<br />
l>..k.<br />
T!ii- feeling tnwavd- "Airy Jim" wa- not lmii.' in making i'.se'.f manifest.<br />
I'.efnre he liad beon -i\ hotu > in camp, he had the misfortune to<br />
nti'end (.'nlniK'l I'iiyyun by a careie-- declination of hi- invitation f .o drink.<br />
Ihe I'tilnno' wa- fauinu- inr
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and was possessed f a (|iiick temper and a courage that (so far as was<br />
known in IJullioii Flat) had stood every test: in fact he had even made<br />
some boast of his own private graveyard. I localise, however, of the<br />
general contempt for "Airy Jim." the Colonel did not on this occasion<br />
have recourse to his usual manner of resenting a deadly offense; that is to say;<br />
he did not at once draw his weapon, but contented himself instead with slappiny<br />
"Airy Jim" in the face. <strong>The</strong> next instant, very much to his own surprise,<br />
and to the surprise of every one in the Eagle barroom, where the encounter<br />
occurred, he was sent sprawling n the floor by a sudden and<br />
unexpected blow from |im's fist. Regaining his feet he immediately proceeded<br />
to make tip for lost lime by drawing his pistol. Hut the action<br />
of "Airy Jim" in the encounter caused such a sudden revulsion of feeling<br />
in his favor that some of the spectators immediately interfered and insisted<br />
that the Colonel, having first had recourse to Nature's weapons, must give<br />
his opponent American fair play. For a time the situation threatened to<br />
develop into a general riot: but the majority was large against the Colonel,<br />
lie was finally induced to agree to a proposition that he might challenge<br />
"Airy Jim" t fight with deadly weapons, and in case the latter should<br />
decline the challenge, the Colonel was to be at liberty to order him to leave<br />
the town within twentv-four hours, or to be shot upon sight.<br />
"Airy Jim" still further improved his standing with the camp by an<br />
immediate acceptance of the challenge, and a request for a volunteer second.<br />
From the dozen
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<strong>The</strong> rilk-s already mentioned were designated as the weapons, and when<br />
they had been loaded in the view of all, Steve selected one fur his principal.<br />
Two mailrone trees standing about twenty feet apart in a Xorth and South<br />
line were decided upon as the principals" positions, and again Steve chose.<br />
<strong>The</strong> seconds then marked off in a westerly direction a distance of a hund.'ed<br />
paces from each position, and set up a stake to mark the distance.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Major then requested the attention of the spectators and delivered<br />
a sln>rt address:<br />
"Fellow Citizens: We have come here this morning to see fair play<br />
ami a fair light between our esteemed fellow citizen. Colonel I'.iggun. and<br />
Mr. Henry Smith of San Francisco, a stranger in P.ullioti Flat. Xo doubt<br />
it seems to you, as it seemed to me at first, that Mr. Smith is lacing sure<br />
death, when he meets so valiant and skillful an opponent as we know the<br />
Colonel to he. As the challenged party however, he is entitled to name<br />
his weapons and the conditions of the contest, lie has made such choice<br />
of these, that under the circumstances. I think the situation is reversed,<br />
and 1 believe you will agree with me when you hear.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> principals are to take position*, one at each of these madrone<br />
trees, which are twenty 'eet apart: their weapons are loaded and are to be<br />
placed upon the ground at their feet. At the word of command, "one. two.<br />
three—lire!' each is required to run to and around a stake which you<br />
have >een erected one hundred yards west of his position, and then back to the<br />
original starting point, whereupon he shall be at liberty to take up his<br />
weapon and tire at pleasure on his adversary. <strong>The</strong> short distance between<br />
the two trees makes it impossible for either combatant to miss.<br />
<strong>The</strong>refore, the faster racer of the two must come out victorious. It is<br />
because 1 think my principal is more swift than the Colonel that 1 have<br />
said that the situation is reversed. and that the light under these conditions<br />
means sure death to him rather than to Mr. Smith. 1 have •-•ailed<br />
the attention of Steve and the Colonel to this, and have tendered my<br />
friendly support in an effort to bring about an honorable adjustment without<br />
shedding blood, an adjustment which could be accomplished bv the<br />
Colonel's mere withdrawal of his challenge: but the Colonel says, 'Xo!'<br />
And since mv principal insists that either the challenge must be unconditionally<br />
withdrawn, or the duel fought in his conditions, we shall accordingly<br />
proceed under the conditions stated."<br />
This announcement at owce explained to the audience, both the cool<br />
courage of the stranger and the evident nervousness of the Colonel: lor<br />
the hitter was not in physical trim to run a vaee. whereas the former<br />
looked lit as a quarter horse.<br />
<strong>The</strong> participant- look their positions and after the spectators had been<br />
warned out of any possible range of lire, the word wa- given and t!.e duel-<br />
!ist> bounded on their wav. "Airv lim" in. k an immediate and quickly<br />
increasing lead. Synipathv w a- by thi- time nearly all with him. and a<br />
u;ieat cheer went up as he turned hi- stake and -tailed nil the homestretch<br />
fifteen or twenty yards in the lead, with the Colonel already<br />
pretty well blown by his efforts. How much the cheer had to do with<br />
'.he dissipation of the remnant of the Colonel's courage it i- hard to say:<br />
lint upon reaching his own stake he evidently realized that the light was
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lost. Taking advantage of the cover afforded by the thick underbrush<br />
skirting the field, he did not turn at the stake but sprinted straight ahead<br />
and before spectators could divine his intention, he bad disappeared. <strong>The</strong><br />
yell that followed his disappearance did not tend to slacken his gait;<br />
While the fear and respect previously entertained for the Colonel in<br />
camp largely disappeared with him. it was not so instantly forgotten that<br />
any one cared to volunteer to bring him back. And he was never thereafter<br />
heard of in I'.ullion Flat.<br />
Smith, too. left Mullion Flat without delay. As Old Hill drove his<br />
stage out the next morning. Sunday, and the camp's rest day. his passengers<br />
included "Airy |im." Where the road leads through a meadow they<br />
passed at a short distance a large group of the camp's citizens acting in<br />
a manner thai excited Hill's curiosity for the second time in two days. Me<br />
regarded their actions attentively for a few minutes and then exclaimed:<br />
"Foot-raein' l>v heck' Giddap!" CIUKC.OUY I IAKUISOX, ]une '14.<br />
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Mr. Jones paced up and down the room, dangling an infant over one<br />
arm. which let forth yells entirely out of proportion to its size lie announced<br />
emphatically to the unheeding infant that it was an outrage—an<br />
insult to mankind—that this woman suffrage movement ,-ould extend its<br />
inlluence over his wife so far that she, who had promised to slave, humor<br />
and obey, thought it well within her "rights." pshaw, to leave him. Mr.<br />
Jones, at home to tend to a human orchestra, while she. merely Mrs.<br />
Jones, went down Market street to enjov the last night of 1'ortola. 1'cnsively.<br />
he thought of what a great time he could have had. too. and it<br />
was but human that he should have felt a kind of resentment against his<br />
youthful heir.<br />
Meanwhile, the human orchestra was playing a lively, though discordant<br />
strain and keeping excellent time. |ones did everything: danced<br />
it up and down, offered it candy, and all sorts of eatables and non-eatables,<br />
and finally resorted to singing. I tut in vain, for the child set up a<br />
louder how! than ever, if such a thing were possible, and all but collapsed<br />
in a rit of rage when Jones played his last trump—the singing act.<br />
Suddenly Mr. Jones thought of something. After rummaging in<br />
the medicine chest for half an hour, he triumphantly extracted a bottle<br />
labeled. "Mrs. Goodwin's I'ufailable Soothing Syrup for Suffering Infants."<br />
It anyone was MilTcring it was Mr. Jones, and if anyone needed soothing,<br />
he did. I herelore he administered a generous dose to the infant, entirely<br />
lorgiMling all the line sentiments expressed in a three-hour lecture to Mrs.<br />
Jones on the danger of this niosl precarious of antidotes.<br />
So. in. to Mr. Jones' intense relief, the child slept. <strong>The</strong>n Jones, hastily<br />
donning a red and black clown's suit and cap. and pulling a mask down<br />
• •ver his face, stealthily crept out the door. I tin once down town all caution<br />
lieu to the winds.<br />
Indeed, Market street was a sight to semi the blood racing through<br />
the veins of the most hardened of grouches. L'p and down, beneath the<br />
glare of electric lights, and streaming Hags, thronged the crowd. Grand-<br />
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crowd.<br />
Some wore<br />
wa- masquerade<br />
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a spirit of reck<br />
was a Yama. Y<br />
pockets: now t<br />
squawker at be<br />
by the din of hi<br />
noisiest crowd<br />
Hut when 1<br />
robed in a ver<br />
every one else<br />
spangles, the s<<br />
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Through the c<br />
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All night 1<br />
rellecting the<br />
invitation to (1<br />
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dream was cue<br />
Hut if this<br />
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fathers with white beards acting as gay as the most light-hearted college<br />
chaps: staid, prim, old maids receiving with gracious smile their share of<br />
confetti, and throwing handsful back merely to see the flakes fall two feet<br />
short of their mark : mothers with babies in arm. whom no one jostled<br />
against if it could be helped: scores of young men showering confetti, and<br />
entwining sepr;ntine around anyone in reach; L'ncle Uube and family gazing<br />
spellbound with open mouths, only to get them filled with "that there<br />
spaghetti." Noun and old, rich and poor, all in one jostling, good-natured<br />
crowd.<br />
Some wore costumes of strange designs an- 1 fastastic colors, for this<br />
wa- ma-i|iierade night. ' Uhers oh-cured their identity with weird mask-,<br />
mustaches, and other devices. Not the least merry of those tilled with<br />
a .-pint of reckless fun was a certain clown in black and white. Now it<br />
wa- a Yama. Yaina ^irl whom lie covered with confetti from his ever tilled<br />
pockets: now the nerves of a demure Quaker maid were upset by his<br />
-miawkcr at her back: now the ears of an Kgyptian (|i:eeu were deafened<br />
by the din of his enormous cow-bell. And in the midst of the thickest and<br />
noisiest crowd ever could be seen his fool's cap nodding to and fro.<br />
Hut when his eves caught a glimpse of a certain woman, masked, and<br />
robed in a very elaborate and beautiful Spanish costume, his intere-t in<br />
every oiu- else vani>hed. IT,- jilt slippers, the red skirl, gleaming with<br />
spangles, the scarf of golden >heen thrown gracefully about her shoulders,<br />
and the red ro-e iK-tling in her dusky hair, made of her a lovely picture.<br />
Through the crowd he elbowed his way toward her. It was a mistake<br />
she had not been chosen I'ortola Queen, and he bowed before her. a willing<br />
courtier. '<strong>The</strong> seuorita greeted him graciously, peering at him through<br />
iier mask with merry, black eyes.<br />
All night long >he was the h-de-star, and he the insignificant satellite<br />
reflecting the brilliance >•< her dazzling smiles. When she accepted his<br />
invitation to dinner, the clown's cup of joy was brimming. 'Throughout<br />
tin: least, mu-ic and jollity reigned supreme. Hut when they returned to<br />
the iioisv crowd, in some way they became -eparated. and his happy<br />
•beam was ended.<br />
Hut if 111 i»- had been a dream, what was to follow would be nightmare,<br />
l-'or the f'--l time that night he remembered the baby—and his wife. At<br />
thought of the latter, a cold shuddi-r passed over him. and. as he fumbled<br />
at i'u- key hob-, vi-ion- of a >lee,>le-- niyht. tilled with -h:.rp word.-, and<br />
bitter tear-, eaith '>ef
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i^mxxz nf tip Hao Ing<br />
In the suninier "f 1912, in the course of a series of "little journeys,"<br />
we arrived one morning in the sleepy old town of Portsmouth, N. H.<br />
This once busy port lies at the mouth of the Piscataqua, at this point a<br />
broad dec]) river. It was a clear, calm, joy-giving day, not so common<br />
in Xcw England, and as we looked from the upper shore upon the river<br />
opening to the sea. the town with its old England atmosphere, the opposite<br />
slopes of Kiitery with the navy yard in the foreground and here and<br />
there the silently moving shapes upon the placid stream, we felt the charm<br />
that Aldrich so often expressed in his sketches of Rivermouth.<br />
<strong>The</strong> principal hotel. I think the only one. is like the town, colonial.<br />
It seems to lie made up of a series of old houses. ()ur rooms were in an<br />
annex, a few doors up the street from the main building, a fine specimen<br />
of a colonial mansion, with long halls, winding stairways and square, spacious<br />
moms. 11 ere we set up our rest for some days, making it a point<br />
of departure to the Isles of Shoals, up the I'iseataqua. and into the Whittier<br />
coiintrv.<br />
My present pvrpose is to tell you of a visit to the Xutter House, the<br />
birthplace and early home of Thomas I'.ailey Aldrich. It is now known<br />
as the Aldrich Memorial Museum. This old mansion, once the property<br />
iays Aldrich. "out of the past, the light ami life of the<br />
Xutter I louse when I was a boy at Rivermouth." And here let the "Mad lioy"<br />
tell, in part, what we >aw that day.<br />
"Few ships come to Rivennoiitli now. Commerce drifted into other<br />
parts. <strong>The</strong> phantom llect sailed off one day and m-ver came back again.<br />
<strong>The</strong> crazy old warehouses are empty: and barnacles and eel-grass cling<br />
to the piles of the ••Tumbling wharves, where the sunshine lies lovingly,<br />
S<br />
bringing out the faiiij<br />
old dead West India<br />
"<strong>The</strong> house abut<br />
almost Hush with th«<br />
extended itself in a<br />
sess strange fascinati<br />
of-war in port, the r<br />
quiet neighborhood 1<br />
"imagine a low^<br />
the middle. At you 1<br />
clock, looking like ;\<br />
the hall are doors '<br />
about the mantclpie'<br />
"<strong>The</strong>re arc nci<br />
splendid open ehimj<br />
log to turn over co<br />
left as one enters i;<br />
paper, representing i<br />
figure is repeated a<br />
ing Italian hats an<br />
a sea-beach upon v<br />
quietly hauling in i<br />
< >i the great nava<br />
• )n the other side •<br />
dancing. ,<br />
"It is Sunda)<br />
gloom which settle<br />
unlay evening. U<br />
ov«.u this June in<br />
tabie. <strong>The</strong> furniu<br />
mantelpiece have :<br />
mahi igany chair,<br />
Abigail ( his aunt i<br />
stiffly in her lap.<br />
I Has are in close<br />
from the fortress<br />
n H iin closet.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> door at<br />
in this room whe<br />
the evening, re:i<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was no ga s<br />
black tin lamp w<br />
of dropping off<br />
times, to my va<br />
with the wick oi<br />
satisfaction—I a<br />
Rivermouth 'ttai<br />
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bringing mil ilic faint, spicy odor that haunts the place—the ghost of the<br />
old dead West India trade.<br />
"file house abutted directly on the street: the granite doorstep was<br />
almost Hush with the sidewalk, and the huge old-fashioned brass knocker<br />
extended itself in a kind of s^rim appeal to everybody. It seemed to possess<br />
strange fascinations for all seafaring folk: and when there was a manof-war<br />
in port, the rat-tat-tat of that knocker would frequently startle the<br />
quiet neighborhood long after midnight.<br />
"Imagine a low-studded structure, with a wide hall running through<br />
the middle. At your right hand, as you enter stands a tall, mahogany<br />
dock. ]i "iking like an F.gvptian mummy set upon end. ( )n each side of<br />
• he hall are doors opening into rooms wainscoted, with wood carvings<br />
alic ml the mantelpieces and cornices.<br />
"<strong>The</strong>re are neither grates nor stoves in the quaint chambers, but<br />
-plendid open chimney-places, with room enough fo,- the corpulent backlog<br />
i.i mm over comfortably on the polished andirons. <strong>The</strong> door on the<br />
left a- one enter* is the best room. <strong>The</strong> walls are covered with pictured<br />
paper, representing landscapes and sea-views—for example, this enlivening<br />
liguiv i* repeated all over the ronin: A group of l'.nglish peasants wearing<br />
Italian hats are dancing >>n a lawn that abruptly resolves itself into<br />
:i sea-beach upon which stands a tlabby fisherman (nationality unknown)<br />
quietly hauling in what appears to be a small whale, and totally regardless<br />
of the great naval combat going on hist beyond the end of his fishing-rod.<br />
< >n the other -idc of the ship* i* the mainland again, with the same piasaut<br />
'iaucing.<br />
"It i- Sunday morning. I should premise by >aying that the t'ecp<br />
gloom which settled over every thing set in like a heavy fog early on Saturdav<br />
evening. < >ur parlor is by no means thrown open every day. It is<br />
open this lune morning, and is pervaded by a strong smell of centertable.<br />
<strong>The</strong> furniture of the room, and the little china ornaments on the<br />
mantelpiece have a constrained, unfamiliar look. My grandfather sits in a<br />
mahogany chair, reading a large Ilihle. covered with green baize. Miss<br />
\higail ibis aunt i occupies one end of the sofa, and has her hands crossed<br />
sti::ly ; n her lap. I sit m the corner, crushed. Robinson Crusoe and (lil<br />
I'.la- are in close confinement. I'.ason French, who managed to escape<br />
from the fortress of Clalz. can't for the life of him get out of i,nr sitting-<br />
rooui closet.<br />
•'<strong>The</strong> dour at the right of the hall leads into the -itting-room. It wa*<br />
in thi* to, in where my grandfather sat in his armchair the greater part of<br />
the evening, reading the Rivermoiith ' llarnacle.' the local newspaper.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was no ga* in those day-, and the Captain read by the aid of a small<br />
black tin lamp which lie held in one hand. I • bserved that he had a habit<br />
• •! dropping i iff into ;i do/c every three or four minute*. Two or three<br />
time*, to my va*t amusement, he scorched the edges of the newspaper<br />
with the wick of the lamp: and at about half pa*t eight o'clock I had the<br />
*aii*faetion—1 am sorry to coiuess it was a *ati*factioti—of seeing the<br />
Kherniouth "I'.arnacle* in llauie*. My grandfather leisurely extinguished<br />
ihe nre with hi* haul-, and Miss Abigail, who -at near a low table, knit-<br />
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ting by the light of an astral lamp, did not even look up. She was quite<br />
used to this catastrophe."<br />
This is his description of the littie bedroom opening from the upper<br />
hall: "I had never before had a chamber all to myself. Pretty chintz curtains<br />
hung at the window, and a patch quilt of more colors than were<br />
in Joseph's coat covered the little bed. <strong>The</strong> pattern of the wall-paper left<br />
nothing to be desired in that line. On a gray background were small<br />
bunches of leaves, unlike any that ever grew in this world: and on every<br />
cither bunch perched a yellow bird, pitted with crimson spots, as if it had<br />
just recovered from a severe attack of smallpox. That no such bird ever<br />
existed did m>i detract from my admiration of each one. <strong>The</strong>re were two<br />
hundred and sixtv-eight of these birds in all. not counting those split in<br />
twn where the paper was badly joined. I counted them once when 1 was<br />
laid up with a line black eye. and. falling asleep. I immediately dreamed<br />
that the whole llock suddenly took wing and Hew out of the window. From<br />
that time I was never able to regard them as merely inanimate objects. A<br />
washstand in the corner, a chest of mahogany drawers, a lonking-glass in<br />
a lilagreed frame, and a high-backed chair studded with brass nails like a<br />
coffin, constituted the furniture. ( her the head of the bed were two oak<br />
shelves, holding perhaps a dozen books, among which were: "<strong>The</strong>odore:<br />
or the Peruvians': 'Robinson Crusoe": an odd volume of 'Tristram Shandy':<br />
Maxtor's "Saint.--' Re>t.' and a line Knglish edition of the "Arabian Nights'<br />
with six hundred w
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loan above- the magic pages hour after hour, religiously believing every<br />
word lie read, and no more doubting the reality of Sinbad the Sailor or<br />
the Knight, of the Sorrowful Countenance than he did the existence of his<br />
own grandfather." I'. E. I'KRIIAM.<br />
"Seems to hate to part from you." laughed Steve as "Snow-shoe"<br />
Sriman snatcher! his hand out of the box with a month-old grav wolf<br />
l index finger, and Steve, noting the<br />
savage gleam in the Indian's eye. and his quick motion toward his knife.<br />
re:i' - hed over and placed a thumb and forefinger in the back of the puppy's<br />
nil tail, releasing ils hold from the trapper's hand.<br />
<strong>The</strong> little puppy's gameness appealed to and charmed Steve. "Tell<br />
you what. Snow-~h"e, give yon half an ounce of gold for the pup:" to<br />
which proposition the trapper somewhat hurriedly assented. Thus, much<br />
to hi- delight. Steve found himself the owner, protector and slave of this<br />
:'a>ei;iating. sauev little grav ball of a wolf-dog, which he very promptly<br />
named King, "because." soliloquized he. "if he can lord it over me the way<br />
he 'l'n-. hr i- bound to be the king of all the four-footed thing-; in Ala>ka."<br />
When Steve started in to corner all the canned cream in St. Michael,<br />
people naturally began to be inquisitive.<br />
"Must have a baby at your house:' inquired "Red ' liaison, who kept<br />
the "Mincr>' Retreat."<br />
"Sure." >aid Steve—"come down and see him. he can yell like ;\ wolf."<br />
"Where's his mother?" somewhat suspiciously asked the other.<br />
"I lead—>hot." laconically repli'.l Steve.<br />
i'.ai-mi jumped slightly, but did not think it advisable to pursue the<br />
subiect farther.<br />
"Come down some time and let him bite on your linger—hi needs<br />
.-"lucthiug tough to cut h\> teeth on." said Steve witli a grin.<br />
"Thank-i. awfully." \va- the non-committal reply.<br />
Steve certainly was crazy about this fuzzy lillle ball of gray fur with<br />
it- -harp, twinkling eyes; he would have risked his life for it any time.<br />
lu-t '.'.' u the puppy reciprocated tlii~ attachment the -.equcl will -how.<br />
A hen Steve left the N. C. Company at St. Michael on January firt.<br />
he h.'.' -aid that if he was not heard from in about three wcek>. they<br />
\\i.u!i know that .-oinething out of the ordinary had happened to him.<br />
Now :'• ur weeks had elapsed and no word had been received by the X. C.<br />
Ci.ni;-any "ti:er than a me--age from .\larv\> Igloo, dated January tenth.<br />
Mating that he «;i- all right MI far. and expected to arrive at \ aldez.<br />
hi- •:e-tinaiioii. on lauuarv eighteenth—"if he had good luck." but whes:<br />
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ihe first of February came around and no further word was received from<br />
him, Warren and Mulvancy were sent out to try and find him.<br />
Ever since the night the "Dora" blew up and Mulvaney and he<br />
had had that terrible swim, towing the injured Steve to shore, Warren<br />
felt somehow that Steve belonged to him, and a grim set came to his lips<br />
and a queer little tightening to his heart, as his imagination pictured how<br />
Steve might even then be lying with his face cold and silent under the<br />
stars.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y went straight to Mi.ry's Igloo to see if the inhabitants of that<br />
place knew anything about him. learning nothing except that he had left<br />
there about the tenth or elcentli of January. <strong>The</strong>y stayed there over<br />
night, and ruse early, with the intention
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fall. onl v coming from his cave, where<br />
was only some lone •<br />
he was spending the winter.<br />
Warren took the glasses away from his eyes in order to rest them.<br />
A few seconds later he looked again. What he saw astonished him. while<br />
it tilled his heart with a vague dread. It was the gray leader. King!<br />
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When Steve hail said goodby to Warren he drove off. and on the<br />
tenth, after an uneventful trip reached Mary's Igloo—a sort of half-way<br />
place with about fifty inhabitants, where he sent a message to the X. C.<br />
Company, lie spent the night there at a friend's house ami set out<br />
the next morning, making a noun halt daily, of an hour or so. to rest the<br />
dog> and eat lunch, lie had a number of shots at snuw-shoe rabbits and<br />
ptarmigan—they tasted good after living on hardtack, lish. and the like.<br />
After shooting enough for the day's meals for himself and dogs. Steve aluay><br />
>tuck his shotgun, loaded, in between the lacings on the right side<br />
of the sledge, where it would be handv if he saw something to *hoot at.<br />
Abou; noon on the thirteenth—a day of disaster for Steve as it turned<br />
..lit—Steve saw a rabbit, running across the snow, at a lively gait, lie<br />
ura-ped the muzzle of his ^un to draw it out of the lacings: in some<br />
manner the trigger caught and the gun wa> discharged, the shot entering<br />
hi- breast and piercing the right lung.<br />
Steve, who \v;b one "f the game>t men alive, mair.gcd to turn the<br />
• lo'^s around, head them for Mary's Igloo, and then get back in the sledge.<br />
I'itit after traveling for awhile, and missing the cheery voice of the driver.<br />
;he team, knowing that M'lueihing was wrong, stopped of their own accord,<br />
slipped their harness and came back to the unconscious man. Here<br />
hunger had driven them off. one by one. all except the gray leader. lie<br />
had left at times in >earch of food, or help, always to return to the *ide of<br />
ike inaniniati man.<br />
And so they found Steve, sitting bolt upright, his hand> grasping the<br />
-ides of the sledge, his eyes wide open—apparently gazing out over that<br />
dreary expanse of MIOW toward the help that he knew wa> sure to come.<br />
while just outride the mound of snow, that hid the sledge and its >ad load.<br />
la\ the bodv of the faithful gray leader. King.<br />
'<strong>The</strong> nearness of death had made his senses unusually keen, and hearing<br />
the approach of the rescuing party, he had with his la>t remaining<br />
.'.nice of Mrenglh struggled through the snowy shroud, and it was his<br />
uray form that Warren had -ecu totter and fall, warning him of the rcslinu<br />
place of Steve.<br />
• in the riyht of the road as one goes front Yaldez to Mary's Igloo a<br />
rude wooden cro-> ri-es above the snow, and it bear> th;-> legend:<br />
"Sacred to the memory of STF.YK: ami to KlXt'i. who was faithful<br />
unto death."<br />
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W. (.'. r.i.NNi.Ti. June "15.
THE LOWELL<br />
#f iflrattriaro<br />
That the splendid Hay of San Francisco remained undiscovered for<br />
two hundred years, while adventurous Spanish, English and Portuguese<br />
explorers sailed by its entrance, unwittingly, leaving its glistening waters<br />
to be first seen by others, is to be wondered at. <strong>The</strong>n it was not by a<br />
marine, but by a land force: not by an exploring, but a colonizing and<br />
missionary band, which, had lost its way in the forest-covered hills.<br />
Don Carlos III of Spain, by a well-known decree, expelled all the<br />
Jesuits from the Spanish dominions. <strong>The</strong> Franciscan fathers were to occupy<br />
their possessions and take up the task oi conversion anil alleviating<br />
suffering, that had been carried on by their predecessors. Don Caspar de<br />
I'ortola. a captain of the Spanish army, was appointed, about the same<br />
time. (iovernor of the Califoruias. with special commands to carry out the<br />
precepts of this decree in the territory assigned to him. <strong>The</strong>refore 1'iis<br />
figure of tlie early romantic and chivalrous history of California sailed to<br />
the new world, lie landed in .Mexico but soon hurried overland to the<br />
settlement ->l' San Diego.<br />
Here there were rumors of an intended Ki'ssian settlement to lie made<br />
farther up the coast. So I'ortola set out to lound a colony and mission<br />
near what is now Moinerev May. This was on Julv 14. 17(>'). <strong>The</strong>re<br />
were sixty-four souls in the motley party, composed of Spanish .-oldiers<br />
ami adverHirers. Franciscan friars and Indians. <strong>The</strong>v struggled on. over<br />
hills, across streams and rivers, following the white coast line when it was<br />
possible. <strong>The</strong> passage was difficult. Although the Indians were friendly,<br />
no previsions, except merit, could be secured. Mules carried their baggage,<br />
which was light. A siipply-bnat. the "San lose." had been sent<br />
forward to their destination: but like many such auxiliary expeditions, it<br />
did not arrive.<br />
<strong>The</strong> journey was made through a wild, unknown country. Sergeant<br />
( Jrtcga acted as the pathfinder, traveling in the van on the march. lie<br />
cut the trails, selected the camping places and pacified the Indians with<br />
valueless, but attractive gifts. <strong>The</strong> onintrv was new. so progress was<br />
consequently slow.<br />
When the latitude of Monterey Mav was reached, they began to lay<br />
their course along the sea-shore, but in their zeal and fervor missed that<br />
bay. finding one farther north. Half Moon May. From here, thinking that<br />
now they were lost, still trusting in Ciod. they pushed on until, on the<br />
first day of November, there appeared far out in the calm Pacific, several<br />
islands and a promontory, veiled in the distant haze. At last a point was<br />
reached with which they were familiar, for Cabrera Mueno had di.-cribed<br />
this very place! God was good! lie decreed that the mission should be<br />
founded here instead of on the shores of Monterey Hay. <strong>The</strong> islands were<br />
the 1'arallones. the cape. Point Reyes.<br />
That night the band slept beside a monstrous fire. Karly the next<br />
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tains in the east<br />
saw spread out b<br />
craft, a magnificc<br />
ward toward thepect,<br />
a* they stoc<br />
same green wate<br />
anchored side by<br />
Who they were<br />
credit for its disc<br />
tola to explore t<<br />
same bay. Later<br />
tra Costa County<br />
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the supply ship,<br />
search. Hut the<br />
retraced its steps<br />
to the Indians mi<br />
harbor and in tl<br />
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morning, on November 2, 1769. some of the men went to the low mountains<br />
in the east to Hunt deer. <strong>The</strong>y ascended to the top'and from there<br />
saw spread out before, its placid waters yet untouched by any but native<br />
craft, a magnificent, shining arm of the sea, stretching north and southward<br />
toward the dimly outlined hills far away. Little did the hunters suspect,<br />
as they stood there in deep admiration, that some da,y, within these<br />
same green waters, the ships of all the nations of the world would be<br />
anchored side by side. So the first white men saw San Francisco P.ay.<br />
Who they were history does not say. but Portola. their leader, receives<br />
credit for its discovery. Meanwhile Ortega had been dispatched by Portola<br />
to explore to the north, lie returned and reported having seen the<br />
same bay. Later he was sent around the bay and inarched through Contra<br />
Costa County, perhaps as fr;r north as the Suisun 1'ay.<br />
Nine days were spent in fruitless hope and prayer for the arrival of<br />
the supply ship. <strong>The</strong>y thought, it might, on not finding them, initiate a<br />
search. I'.ut the vessel had been wrecked—so the tired, footsore company<br />
retraced its steps back to San Diego. <strong>The</strong> city of St. Francis was left<br />
tip the Indians until her founder established the Mission Dolores, near the<br />
harlmr and in the present flourishing city which no.v bears his name,<br />
ami which, we hope as years pass, may prove more and more worthy of<br />
his blessing.<br />
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<strong>The</strong>re's not much sense to this. I must confess<br />
I'.ut what the teacher says \ must obey.<br />
No matter that I work all night and day.<br />
A sonnet must I write to get an S;<br />
Upon the octave I must put much stress<br />
To make the rhyme go twice a b b a<br />
And let me tell you 'tis no mere child's play.<br />
To get S on a sonnet:—Happiness!<br />
And now with only six lines more to do<br />
A feeling comes o'er me as though I'm <strong>thru</strong>.<br />
And with that comes a sense of great relief.<br />
For sonnets may be hard, but they arc brief:<br />
Vet one request I'd like to make of you:<br />
Scorn not what I have tried and could not do.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
Iferftftg of IGattagatt"<br />
I paused before Brady's Restaurant and counted the chimes of a far-off<br />
church clock that boomed faintly in my ear. Seven, eight, nine—nine<br />
o'clock. I was on time to the minute. But would he be there? Would •<br />
he keep the appointment made one year ago? I could still see his cheerful<br />
face as he bade farewell to me and Sing-Sing. "But brace up, Al," he<br />
had said, noticing my despondent look, "you've only a year more to serve."<br />
<strong>The</strong>n in a whisper: "You remember Brady's, the restaurant with the underground<br />
cellar where the gang used to meet? Well, I'll be waiting there<br />
at V sharp on the eve of your release."<br />
With this in mind I <strong>thru</strong>st open the door. <strong>The</strong> place had not changed,<br />
and there at a corner table was a disconsolate heap that I recognized as<br />
Jin). But not the happy, hopeful Jim of former days. He had aged visibly,<br />
some remorse was gnawing at his heart, for his welcome to his old<br />
pal was listless and his handshake lacked pressure behind it.<br />
To my repeated inquiries he only muttered, "I am mad, Al: mad and<br />
angry as it is possible to be."<br />
"At whom?" I ventured.<br />
Me looked at me dolefully from the corner of his eye and replied: "At<br />
three shivclcd old women who weave the destinies of man—three toothless<br />
hags otherwise known as the Fates."<br />
"Come off, Jim," 1 said, perplexed: "come down to earth. What's up,<br />
are the police on your trail?" lie shook his head indifferently.<br />
"Is it a woman?" By the way he squirmed I knew I'd hit the nail.<br />
"Al," he replied, "we have known each other pretty well for the last<br />
six years, but you always have been considerate enough never to ask about<br />
my past. I have never asked you: the information was volunteered. You<br />
were raised in the slums and you've remained in the mud where you were<br />
born. With me it is different. [ haven't always been what I am to-day.<br />
Back in England there is a stern, gray-haired old baronet whom I used to<br />
call father. But as a son I was a failure. I squandered his money and<br />
was continually in trouble. When finally I was expelled from Oxford he<br />
refused to have anything more to do with me. At the time I was too proud<br />
to beg forgiveness, too confident of my own ability to fear being cast out<br />
into the world.<br />
"I simply bade farewell to the life of luxury, and to my chum. Richard<br />
Undly. <strong>The</strong>n I set sail for America. Here, out of a job, penniless, I<br />
learned the crooked way. <strong>The</strong> United States extended to me a hearty<br />
welcome. I had hardly been here two months before I was arrested and<br />
sent up for six years.<br />
"In Sing-Sing you and I were cell-mates and our acquaintanceship<br />
began. A year ago I was released and I promised to meet you here at<br />
Brady's to-night. It was during that twelve-months' interval that the<br />
strange adventure occurred. After leaving prison I returned to the old<br />
life. I accumulated a bank account and dressed accordingly.<br />
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"One afterm<br />
grasped my arm<br />
before adjusting<br />
my clothes giyei<br />
Who do you thi:<br />
" 'Hello, Mo<br />
Montague Gilbcr<br />
England. It aw;<br />
" 'No, Dick.'<br />
1 have been out<br />
looking for old '<br />
"He was tin<br />
me, he took me<br />
clubs, forever ii<br />
Western mine <<br />
my success was<br />
"<strong>The</strong> three i<br />
Landsdale. Ma<br />
complexion. Ti<br />
dead father's cst<br />
was love at fir~<br />
course, but her<br />
be solved.<br />
' "Only one t<br />
being introduced<br />
saying, 'Certainl<br />
the West, we o<br />
of medium.heig<br />
over his feature<br />
at- Sing Sing tl<br />
<strong>The</strong> man who v<br />
who always car<br />
pigeon. If I rei<br />
work. He was<br />
are old pals froi<br />
"As soon a*<br />
Scott! it was t<br />
things queer, lit<br />
3 * *<br />
"Three mot<br />
York society w;<br />
my money supp'<br />
necessity of act<br />
"So one eve<br />
was going to te<br />
and started pad<br />
could possibly ;<br />
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"One afternoon while walking down P.roadway. some one suddenly<br />
grasped my arm. Tt was a firm, muscular hold, like a policeman takes<br />
before adjusting the handcuffs. My jaunty spirits oozed out of me. Had<br />
my clothes given me away? I turned. Xo policeman greeted my gaze.<br />
Who do you think it was—Dick Lindly, my old pal from England.<br />
"'Hello. Monte," says he, 'I have been looking for you high and low.'<br />
Montague Gilbert he called me, the old name I had long since discarded in<br />
Kngland. It awakened in me memories and also a scheme.<br />
••"Xo. Dick." I replied. "I guess you didn't find me around Xcw York.<br />
I have been out West gold mining. I have struck it rich ami am now back<br />
looking for old acquaintances.'<br />
"He was the same trusting, unsuspecting Dick as of old. lie believed<br />
me. he took me home to meet his wife. He took me into society, into his<br />
clubs, forever introducing me as his old pal. Monte Gilbert, now a rich<br />
Western mine owner. lie was influential. I am a good mixer, and so<br />
niv success was certain.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> three old women began to wcavv when 1 met Dick's niece. May<br />
I.audsdaie. May. with golden tresses, deep brown eyes and marvelous<br />
complexion. To add to her attractions, she was the sole heiress of her<br />
'lead lather's estate: a small matter of about three millions. With me it<br />
was love at first sight and for no single reason. She was beautiful, of<br />
course, but her money—if I could marry her my financial problem would<br />
be solved.<br />
"Only one thing stood in my way. One evening at a dance, as I was<br />
being introduced around, some one seized my hand and shook it vigorously<br />
saving. "Certainly I know Mr. Gilbert, certainly, we are old friends from<br />
the West, we cwn neighboring mines.' <strong>The</strong> in.-'ii who addressed me was<br />
of medium height, with a sallow complexion and sickly smile that spread<br />
• ver his features. Can you imagine who it was? Do you remember<br />
at Sing Sing the man whom every prisoner hated and no one trusted?<br />
<strong>The</strong> man who was always trying to win our confidences, the eavesdropper,<br />
who always carried his tak-s to the warden. It was Lanagan. the stoolpigeon.<br />
If I remember right, he obtained an early pardon for his honorable<br />
wi-.rk. lie was the man who aid •Certainly, certainly 1 know him. we<br />
are old pals from the West.'<br />
"As soon as 1 could get him aside. I asked what his game was. Great<br />
Scott! it was the same as mine; rich miner from the West, and of all<br />
things queer, he. too, was figuring on marrying Miss I.andsdale."<br />
» * * * * * * * * * *<br />
"Three months tlittccl past like a happy dream. My position, in New<br />
York society was assured, and of May's affections I was certain, i'lut now<br />
mv monev supply was on the ebb. If success was to be mine. I realized the<br />
necessity of acting quickly before poverty called my bluff.<br />
"So one evening while visiting May. 1 decided upon a bold resolve. I<br />
was going to test her affections and sympathies at the same time. I arose<br />
and started pacing the room with as sad an expression as my countenance<br />
could possibly assume.<br />
"'May.' I began, "this evening I have news to break, perhaps sad infor-<br />
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mation to you. This week I must leave New York, never to return.' Surprise<br />
and sorrow were written on her face. 'But Monte,' she murmured<br />
in surprise, 'I thought there was someone in this city whom you cared for<br />
very much.' .,<br />
" 'Yes,' I replied, 'but a breach has suddenly widened between us.<br />
She thought I was a rich mine owner from the West; so did I, but to-day<br />
T received a startling telegram. It stated that my mine has proved itself<br />
;i surface one oniy—the vein I thought limitless has ended abruptly. Now<br />
1 must go back to work, a common miner. 1 once had dreamed to settle<br />
down in New York, to be married, to be happy. Hut now my dream is no<br />
longer possible. I feel myself slipping back, back into the rut of poverty."<br />
"May raised her eyes in wonderment. 'Is that the only reason you are<br />
going? I didn't think poverty could ever Come between true love."<br />
"•Would it make any difference to you?" I asked.<br />
" "You know it wouldn't. Monte,' she promptly replied.<br />
Thus had she stood the test true: she was mine.<br />
"We were seated side by side. My arm slipped about her. Already<br />
I could feel my treacherous fingers reaching for the jingling three million.<br />
"Later, to my surprise, she took a ring from her finger and gave it to<br />
me. It was in the form of a dragon's claw, with a ruby clutched in the<br />
talons.<br />
J'his ring." she. remarked, "was given to my great grandfather by a<br />
Rajah, while he was serving in India. <strong>The</strong> ring has a mystical power. It<br />
has been handed down from generation to generation, always to the eldest<br />
daughter. When she becomes engaged her fiance must wear it. And.<br />
Monte." she added playfully, 'if ever you are naughty or bad. this ring will<br />
bring to light your true character."<br />
"Shortly after our engagement was announced, 1 received an invitation<br />
to a stag party at Lanagan's apartments. That was the first time I'd<br />
played cards for almost seven years. My inexperience showed in the end.<br />
I lost and lost heavily, more than I had money to pay for. <strong>The</strong>n I began<br />
to see the end near. I was in debt and my hotel bill was almost due. 1<br />
must have appeared disconsolate, for while the guests were departing<br />
Lanagan asked me to remain awhile.<br />
"When we were alone, lie went right to the point. 'Jim.' he said, 'you<br />
are out of funds. How badly do you need money?"<br />
" "That's none of your affairs,' I said curtly, 'but with me money is a<br />
matter of life or death."<br />
"<strong>The</strong>n he lowered his voice: 'Jim, we both have something in common<br />
We are struggling to rise from the mire. I want to render assistance<br />
Mouse-breaking always was your specialty, whv don't you try it once more<br />
to get you out of this difficulty?"<br />
"I shook my head. 'Xo, Lanagan. at the most. I could only raise a<br />
few hundred if I got the family silver; what I need is a few thousand.'<br />
"'Well.' he replied, "how about the family jewels? <strong>The</strong>re was a large<br />
function to-night and I have been informed through underground channel^<br />
that Madame I!— was there with a rope of pearls and a diamond tiara<br />
If you say the word I'll lead you to them.'<br />
IS<br />
e MT<br />
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"For a \vhile|tjn<br />
for an hour; but' I* ii<br />
in an hour. I will ;b<br />
"Lanagan prates'<br />
robbery in a tuxedo; c<br />
"I hurried home<br />
myself. Rummaging<br />
hat that would shad<br />
donned an ulster, the<br />
"Lanagan was w;<br />
I threw off the coat<br />
" 'Foolish precau<br />
him.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> windows oi<br />
to see where I was j<br />
cab was making regu<br />
block to confuse one<br />
"<strong>The</strong>n we came<br />
out, and the cab dr<<br />
<strong>The</strong> street was dark<br />
doubtcdly some elega<br />
second story windov<br />
vanity bo?:. Open it<br />
"I thanked him,<br />
at hand which led uj<br />
myself within reachii<br />
hold and raised my;<br />
looked down oiv-ihe"<br />
it was too late to Vtu<br />
"CautiouslyJVcr<br />
through a window I<br />
a bed and a restles<br />
vanity box was in pi<br />
off the bottom. It-\<br />
bottom—what a lie.<br />
trance must have b<br />
figure held me cover<br />
"I sprang back,<br />
dale! <strong>The</strong>n the pe<br />
scheme; to have Ma<br />
was disappointed wl<br />
"My whole futu<br />
get out without reco<br />
were entirely obscui<br />
"She stood mot<br />
phone.<br />
" "Stop, madam,'
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before you <strong>thru</strong>st me behind the bars. Think of my family you ruin. Look<br />
at me: I am starved, and my wife, my children—I dare not think of them,<br />
waiting, patiently waiting for me to bring home food. In desperation I<br />
have sought work, for clays and night 1 have trudged the streets, but no one<br />
lias compassion on my sufferings. <strong>The</strong>y say I am too shabbily clothed, I am<br />
ill fed. I look incapable.'<br />
"<strong>The</strong>n she sneered—"Do you expect me to believe that story? Tell it<br />
to the police!" <strong>The</strong>i: she took the 'phone off the hook. I had but one<br />
chance left. I Hung myself at her feet and raised my hands in piteous<br />
appeal.<br />
" "Madam, be kind, be merciful, think of the loved ones you are condemning.'<br />
<strong>The</strong>n I saw my words had effect. <strong>The</strong> sneer froze on her lips<br />
and her eyes were flooded with tears. To my intense relief she put the<br />
'phone down. <strong>The</strong>n, pointing to the window, she said. 'Go. Perhaps you are<br />
telling the truth.'<br />
"I lost iir. lime in making a hurried exit. God was merciful, Lanagan<br />
was nowhere in sight. It >vould have been his last night on earth. Treacherous<br />
hypocrite, how 1 longed to bury my lingers in his throat and throttle<br />
him inch by inch. I hurried down the street till the corner was reached,<br />
then I glanced back.<br />
"She was at the window, motionless, staring into the darkness which<br />
had enveloped me."<br />
t\i :Jt •;.' tji :J; ;J: i*fi '.',i i'fi :J: ijt jj:<br />
For a while the speaker of the narrative paused and glanced at me<br />
reflectively. "So, you see. Al, Lanagan with his underhand methods won<br />
out. He married her yesterday."<br />
"But, Jim." I remonstrated, "I thought she didn't recognize you."<br />
"She didn't," he replied quietly, "but she wrote me a note saying she<br />
did recognize this."<br />
He laid a grimy, calloused hand on the table.<br />
"What, your hand?" I exclaimed.<br />
"No," he disdainfully retorted, and for answer wiggled his little finger.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n I noticed a thin band of gold in the form of a dragon's claw, and<br />
clutched in the talons was a blood red ruby that gleamed and scintillated.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n half credulous, half mocking. I quoted his former words: "This<br />
ring, Monte, has a mystic charm and ever if you are naughty or wicked, it<br />
will bring to light your true character."<br />
ROBERT BERNSTEIN*. Dec. '14v<br />
A high-school paper is a publication to which \
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A monthly, published by the Student* of <strong>Lowell</strong> High School.<br />
EDITORIAL STAFF.<br />
1OI.A G. RIKSS. '13. Editor.<br />
ROI'.KRT UKKXSTK1N. '14. Associate. VICTOR GAI.VIN. '14. Assistant.<br />
Departments.<br />
I'IKORCIK liKOWX, '13. School Notes.<br />
MKLVIU.K KALM-MAXN. '13. Organizations.<br />
CUI'l-'YCK NKVIN. '14, OrK:inizalions.<br />
D1XO I.II'ri. '14. Organizations.<br />
AXITA VKN'KliR. '14, ICxchansjes.<br />
W1I.1.TAM m-INDKR. '14. Atliktics.<br />
KDWARD WAGKXKR. '13. Atlilctics.<br />
GREGORY HARRISON, '14. Alumni.<br />
DOROTHY U- MAY. '13, Girls' Atliletics.<br />
AI.I.ISOX RKYMAN. '13. Joke-..<br />
Kl.l-.ANOR MATHKWS. '13. Art.<br />
FRANK m.AISDKIJ.. '14. Art.<br />
CARI. SAWVKLL, '16. Art.<br />
BUSINESS STAFF.<br />
VICTOR I.. 1 ; URT1I. '14. Manager.<br />
KSMOND SC11A1MRO. "14. Associate.<br />
Assistants.<br />
DANIK1. STOXll. '14.<br />
K \KIN LKAVY. '14.<br />
IIL'UKRT 1.I.0YD, '15.<br />
CUARLKS WKINSHKXK. '14.<br />
Veiling America's slogan: "I sin mid worry and ijet—" well, there<br />
innumerable terrifying, heart-rending disasters which he says result<br />
from such a mental l process, llcing llin of f an age-wise agewise race, race<br />
"I SHOULD he doesn't want to give these calamities a chance to<br />
WORRY—" happen: so to remind himself that lie must not. he<br />
liberally intersperses his talk with "I-should-worry." And<br />
linw his father and his uncle, his sister and his cousin, and perhaps his<br />
mother, have adopted it. When father wants to appear calm and untlurried<br />
in the bustle and hustie of the world, the phrase trips easily from<br />
hU tongue: sister says it because she thinks it's "cute": and mother, who<br />
may or may not say it at times—but wait, we have a use for mother.<br />
We've all met this cheery optimist.—we see nim every day. lie is the<br />
lad who. when he spills the ink-bottle or doesn't do his English paper, or<br />
forgets when the battle of Hastings was fought, or when he stops the<br />
action of the Debating Society by creating a hub-bub, draws up his left<br />
eyebrow and says. "I should worry and"—etc. 11 is sister is the girl who<br />
displavs the same general traits, and who laughs at her brother's antics,<br />
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and thinks it funny when he creates said disturbances in said Debating<br />
Society. You sec, their policy is: "Let the other fellow worry"—the<br />
Debating President, for instance.<br />
An eminent physician once emphasized his belief that the words,<br />
"I should worry," were a blessing to busy, fretting mankind, and that the<br />
course therein implied was a happy one to follow. For, he said, worry<br />
ages man, and this constant joking keeps one out of the worrying habit,<br />
and enjoins one to take life easier,—in other words, less earnestly.<br />
Perhaps he is right, lint we may be sure that the anti-worrying<br />
doctor has a good practice and a steady income, or a snug sum stored up<br />
against old age. He's probably forgotten the times when he had to<br />
worry to make both ends meet: the times when the policy of "I should<br />
worry" would not have pushed him an inch nearer to his goal: the<br />
times when, if he had lived it, his patients would have lost their patience<br />
and lie. in turn, both.<br />
What idler started the vogue is not known. Nor are we any more<br />
concerned with its originator than with the man who invented ice-cream.<br />
Moth exist; both are popular. Mut, as too much ice-cream is not good<br />
for Young America (this he, of course, protests) neither is too much of<br />
the non-worrying idea. For he will lose his opportunities, then his ideals.<br />
Everybody knows the man who jogged through his youth and never cared,<br />
and now complains, "<strong>The</strong> world's all wrong; I never had a chance." It's<br />
easy, soothing to vanity, and unjust to blame the world for individual<br />
cross-sight.<br />
Indeed, if all the world were "I-should-worriers." conditions would be<br />
almost as unpleasant as those suggested in the classic: "If all the world<br />
were apple-pie—." Mut (and here is where mother comes to our aid)<br />
that will never be as long as Young America's mother is Mother. She<br />
may in fun join in the slangy refrain, but she never means it. You<br />
couldn't persuade her to stop worrying for those around her with dire<br />
threats of wrinkles and old age. And if Young America won't worry for<br />
himself, she will all the more,—for she will be disappointed, bitterly so,<br />
if she can't take even a reasonable pride in him. For this reason and<br />
for her sake, if for no other, a sturdy effort toward the realization of her<br />
longing ought to appeal both to his mind and to his heart.<br />
Do you, at any spare time, attend "special feature" vaudevilles, and<br />
watch the tinsel flash, and hear the jokes that Sandy cracked with Andy?<br />
Being normally fond of diversion, of course you do.<br />
WHICH DO And. while there, you sit back and enjoy yourself,<br />
YOU PREFER? and let your neighbor know you have just as keen a<br />
: sense of humor as he,—for do you not laugh as often,<br />
and as long, and as loud? Sometimes, while pausing to take a breat'.i. you<br />
may wonder what there was so really funny about that last "hit." and<br />
what in the name of Croesus you are laughing about anyway. Mut in<br />
the end it makes no difference; you enjoyed yourself, and that is enough.<br />
As for the flashing tinsel, and Sandy and Andy and their funny talk, you<br />
have soon forgotten them; their impression was but momentary.<br />
Did you last term see the play "Everyman"' presented by the Reading<br />
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Club? Ucing a loyal <strong>Lowell</strong>itc, of course you did.—and you enjoyed it<br />
anil have not forgotten, for this impression was not fleeting. <strong>The</strong>re were<br />
no jukes to laugh over, but—of better value—there were thoughts worth<br />
treasuring. And those people present, who had the mistaken idea that<br />
an allegorical representation of the virtues and vices cannot be other than<br />
dry. uninteresting, and prosy, discovered that the play afforded a deeper<br />
enjoyment than ever vaudeville has. roused interest, and by its higher<br />
purptiscs insured a remembrance more lasting. For giving us this<br />
opportunity to understand something worth understanding, thanks cannot<br />
1-e t> ii heartily offered to the students taking part, ami especially to Mr.<br />
I'erham. under whose painstaking management the play was a success.<br />
A gixiil thing bears repeating: in the future comedies ami melodramas<br />
might will be passed by for a play f this kind.<br />
THE^FORUM<br />
Nil doubt sufficient matter lias appeared in the columns of the local<br />
liailies and weeklies in make it clear to the public that the tempest-in-aleapnt<br />
opposition to the <strong>Lowell</strong> High School Cafeteria came from people<br />
who desire to exploit the school for the sake of gain in trade or real<br />
estate values. <strong>The</strong> recent action of the Improvement Clubs in repudiating<br />
the criticisms shows that the neighborhood wants the Cafeteria. Nevertheless,<br />
there may still linger in the minds of many people some erroneous<br />
idea:- regarding it. hence the excuse for this article.<br />
<strong>The</strong> motives which prompted the establishment of the Cafeteria do<br />
tint need discussion. <strong>The</strong> providing of school lunches in school buildings<br />
is a fast growing idea in Europe and America and if one will take the<br />
trouble to read a timely article on the subject in the October number of<br />
McClure's Magazine he will find arguments to convince him of its necessity<br />
and utility. Also he will understand why free lunches are not desirable<br />
in this country.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Cafeteria is imi run to make money. <strong>The</strong> aim is only to cover<br />
expenses and as sunn as nur debts are paid prices of food are likely to be<br />
reduced.<br />
<strong>The</strong> presence of pennies does not promote gambling, indeed, would be<br />
more likely to diminish it if it existed. <strong>The</strong> pennics-in-changc of one day<br />
are turned in to pay for the lunch of the next.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> Cafeteria docs not beget snobbishness. On the contrary, it is<br />
the most democratic feature of the school. <strong>The</strong> children of the poor are<br />
in-i made to serve those of the rich, but the poor and rich alike work<br />
r-ide bv side in serving lunches and sit side by side in eating them. Children<br />
who bring their lunches eat with those who don't. Sociability is cultivated<br />
by this carefree mingling of all classes: so is respect for the rights<br />
of others: so is self-respect: and finally so is respect for labor.<br />
To close, the Cafeteria is one of the best and most desirable features of<br />
the <strong>Lowell</strong> High School. i'- MOKTO.V.<br />
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We welcome this month a new member to our Faculty. Miss Pence, a<br />
graduate of <strong>Lowell</strong> and of I'. C. She comes to <strong>Lowell</strong> as a teacber of English.<br />
! listory and French.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Camera Club held their picnic on Admission Day at Muir Woods.<br />
Pictures were taken which will be shown at their entertainment. Altogether,<br />
they had a jolly time. Thanks are due to Mr. and Mrs. Garten,<br />
who acted as chaperons.<br />
A Girls' Rally was held on Thursday. August 28th, Vice-President<br />
Florence Warford. presiding. <strong>The</strong> purposes and plans of the various organizations<br />
were explained by prominent members: Elinor Durbrow. I'resident<br />
of the Girls' Glee Club: Josie Maestrctti. Stage Manager of the Reading<br />
Club; Dorothy Riedy of the basketball team: Alice Hopps, Manager of<br />
the Tennis Club, lola Riess conformed with the Editor's usual fruitless<br />
task by asking the girls' support of Tin: LOWKI.I.. Clyfficc Nevin (alias "X<br />
Square") explained the plans for equipping the Girls' Rest Room. Miss<br />
Granicher gave three enjoyable monologues, and .Miss Weigle a heart-to-heart<br />
talk with the girls (exit interloper Lewis). <strong>The</strong> rally ended—take notice, you<br />
famous rooting section—with a big "Eee-rah" led by Dot Reidy.<br />
Dan Cupid is in the "swim."' too. and with waterproof arrows has pierced<br />
the hearts of Margaret lirack and "Ernie" Smith. June '12.<br />
What did you do Wednesday afternoon. Oct. 1 ? Attended the Reading<br />
Club entertainment, of course. liought somebody's work of art.<br />
gamely disintegrated sweets of unknown substances, and saw Harrison,<br />
Leavy and Meyer in their true roles. Miss Granicher is a wonder: she<br />
is the first, so far as is known, to have gotten the best of these three villainous<br />
characters. Your ten cents, loyal <strong>Lowell</strong>itc, will be put to a noble purpose:<br />
the equipment of the Girls' Rest Room. (N'o. Pereival Algernon,<br />
stop grumbling—you don't need a rest room.)<br />
Since Miss Uowman has begun to instruct her gymnasium classes in<br />
the art of baseball, the girls are having excellent vocal practice. Mr.<br />
Clark wants to know why girls can't play without "squealing." For the<br />
same reason that boys don't use their best ball-room manners with each<br />
other when in an exciting game.<br />
Speak "Esperanto"? Why not? You can learn it in fifty hours. So<br />
says Mr. Parrish. who. under the auspices of the Debating Society, gave<br />
a lecture on the usage of the language. He says it is bound to become<br />
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the "universal language."' It is universri already, in that it consists of<br />
words from the Latin. Greek. German. French. Spanish. Russian. English,<br />
Oriental tongues, and—have we forgotten any others?<br />
<strong>The</strong> cafeteria has had a fairly good business this month, despite the<br />
number of vacation and warm days.<br />
Did you think it warm awhile back. Xo? <strong>The</strong>n were you packed<br />
in ice? O. you mean "warm" isn't strong enough. Well, you wouldn't<br />
want us to be suspended for using the very hottest expression, would<br />
you? Soft collars and white dresses were the rage for several days. Our<br />
beloved lessons were for once abandoned, the beach was so attractive.<br />
Had the roll been called on Tuesday ni.ulit. near the waves of the great<br />
Pacific, our report for attendance would have been almost perfect. A<br />
tew faithful ones toiled on. however, in defiance of old Sol.—the High 4<br />
Knglish class for instance.<br />
crooks demands a Carnegie medal. And deserves it, noble martyr!<br />
He actuallv wrote one-third of the assigned Knglish paper, and ended up<br />
by saving that at this point the heat had quite overcome him. He is a<br />
crook, isn't he?<br />
<strong>The</strong> I'.ook Exchange, under the guidance of "Sammy" Lewis, and<br />
Irving Meyer, report a profit of $26 for the term.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Senior Dance Committee has been appointed and is making<br />
preparations for the Senior Dance. <strong>The</strong> committee consists of Messrs.<br />
"Loiii>e" Less (chairman), lieo. l'.roun. Dick Shainwald. Mel. Kaufmanu<br />
icx-oi!'iciol, and Misses Ma Kiess. Florence Warford. Kleanor Malhews<br />
and Ruth IJrandoii.<br />
( (rganized rooting has come back to <strong>Lowell</strong> to >tay. Under the capable<br />
"Chick" Foster, Al I'.nil. and "I'.ud" Kmery, our rooting section has<br />
become the best in the city. A yell contest will be held in the near<br />
future, so think of some new yel's. Ask your neighbor's baby.<br />
A certain robust Senior has had many honors bestowed upon his<br />
brow (literally), the latest being a custard pie. For further references ask<br />
•"Custard" Louis.<br />
Vic Furth and the P.usiness Staff showed their capability in managing<br />
the finances of Tin-: LOWKI.I. when they reported a profit of $C>1 (,n Uie<br />
September issue.<br />
A Football Rally was held in the Auditorium Sept. I 1 ', i'-c.ideiit<br />
I'.rown presiding. <strong>The</strong> speakers were: "l'.cel" Osborne. Leon Schoenfeld.<br />
Herb Wilson. Kddie Wagener. "Chief Mender. Al Mull, and Coach Mullineaux.<br />
<strong>The</strong> "Mysterious Six." the rejuvenated "Pretzel Duo." and the<br />
( >rehestra supplied the entertainment.<br />
Don't fail to see those two Dutch comedian water-carriers. Rattner<br />
and Schoenfeld. perform at every game. Alter many weeks' practice they have<br />
gained a Kolbandillian teamwork.<br />
Lest you forget! All lunches are to be eaten in the basement, not<br />
upon the first Hour, neither upon the second, nor r.pon the third, and<br />
dccidedlv not upon the roof. This applies to those hard-working grinds<br />
who study while eating.<br />
Please, somebody, do something exciting: We want the news for<br />
this department.<br />
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READING CLUB.<br />
This mav sound superstitious, but change i;m 317. Since the society has met in the latter room, the meetings<br />
have been much better attended than in the room on the second Hour. I Jut<br />
that which has been especially gratifying is the attendance of lower classmen<br />
wlio are not yet eligible for membership in the club. <strong>The</strong> policy of<br />
the organization has always been to extend a cordial invitation to all nonmembers<br />
to attend the mee'.ings and enjoy the interesting programs.<br />
<strong>The</strong> meetings during the last month can well be classified as regular<br />
and "special." <strong>The</strong> first regular meeting in September consisted of the<br />
reading of two selections. Mel. Kaufmann read a story entitled. "Love<br />
Me. I.ove My Dog." written by that well-known author of to-day. Rich.ird<br />
Harding Davis. lie was followed by a selection. "A Good Dinner."<br />
capably read by Miss Johnston. <strong>The</strong> other regular meeting was one of the<br />
most interesting held this term. Dorothy Reidy read a ludicrous short<br />
story showing the trials and tribulations of children in the grammar<br />
schools when they have to recite before the entire class. It was called.<br />
'"Making An Orator." Mr. Schmulowitz then read "Those Who Walk In<br />
Darkness." <strong>The</strong> program was concluded with a well-rendered recitation:<br />
Miss Granicher vividly described to us the terrible arena scene from "Quo<br />
Yadis."<br />
<strong>The</strong> two "special" meetings of the month consisted of readings from<br />
the ancient humorists by our new faculty member. Mr. McKinlcy. At one<br />
of the meetings Mr. McKi iley read fnnn Martial, the great ancient epigrammatist.<br />
II is humorous, yet wise epigrams were greatly enjoyed.<br />
"Juvenal," it is said, "excelled all others of his day in satire": selections<br />
fnini his works were read by Mr. McKinlcy at the other "special" meeting.<br />
<strong>The</strong> society is fortunate to have another of our new faculty members<br />
take interest in.it. Mr. Richardson has attended several meetings, and has<br />
spoken before the club. What each organization needs is the hearty<br />
interest and support of some faculty members: and, having this, the<br />
Reading Club ought to prosper.<br />
DEBATING SOCIETY.<br />
Each Friday the official notice should contain the item, "Debating<br />
Society meets to-dav in Room 317 at 3:10." Friday has been the meeting<br />
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day of this or<br />
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then the purpi<br />
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Friday as the<br />
Last term an<br />
Friday aftcrno<br />
the holding of<br />
All we as<br />
This is neitlu<br />
for rallies, and<br />
on the day of<br />
at <strong>Lowell</strong>, sup<br />
lessly be given<br />
"Friday for tl<br />
By the ti<br />
individual spe;<br />
in the Audito<br />
fornia. Each<br />
"<strong>The</strong> best met<br />
being awarded<br />
such able met<br />
time this issm<br />
during the ne:<br />
Though tl<br />
deal has not<br />
fate, holidays<br />
the least objec<br />
<strong>The</strong>n, too. sot<br />
have not been<br />
come to Glee<br />
the club needs<br />
sitions in the<br />
N'ew song<br />
some among t<br />
be you staid o<br />
greatly.<br />
A word tc<br />
your way thro<br />
Last nioni<br />
director. Sine<br />
own members<br />
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basketball coir<br />
members have<br />
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day of this organization for years,'and when this day is wantonly seized<br />
by other organizations and executive committees for meetings and rallies,<br />
then the purpose of the society is lessened.<br />
For several terms much argument has arisen over the competition for<br />
Friday as the day best fitted for holdings entertainments and the like.<br />
Last term an agreement was reached which no';longer secured for societies<br />
Friday afternoons for meetings or entertainments, and which provided for<br />
the holding of rallies on Thursday, unless utterly impossible.<br />
All we ask is that Friday be solely the meeting day of our society.<br />
This is neither impossible nor impractical. Each Thursday is left open<br />
fur rallies, and the other organizations can easily hold their entertainments<br />
on the day of their regular meeting. If the Debating Society is to remain<br />
at <strong>Lowell</strong>, supported by the entire school, then no meeting day must carelessly<br />
be given up for other purposes. We seek your support of the slogan,<br />
"Friday for the Debating Society.*'<br />
l»y the time this issue is out, <strong>Lowell</strong> will have been entered in an<br />
individual speaking contest held on the evening of the fourth of October,<br />
in the Auditorium, under the auspices of the Debating League of California.<br />
Each school entered was allowed two speakers, to debate upon<br />
"<strong>The</strong> best method of securing permanent peace in Mexico.'' the best speaker<br />
being awarded a trophy. <strong>Lowell</strong> is particularly fortunate in having two<br />
such able men as R. P. Snider and Jerome lUiyer entered. Also, by the<br />
time this issue is read, the "Big" Team Tryout will have been held, and<br />
during the next month <strong>Lowell</strong> will be entered in several forensic contests.<br />
GIRLS' GLEE CLUB.<br />
Though the girls started out this term with vim and vigor a great<br />
deal has not really been accomplished this month. For, by a whim of<br />
fate, holidays have ever visited us on Mondays. Of course, we do not in<br />
tlie least object to vacations, but nevertheless practice has suffered thereby.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n. too. some of our choristers seem to have forgotten that vacations<br />
have not been extended to every Monday. Girls, wake up. take notice and<br />
come to Glee Club next Monday. To be candid, you need it as much as<br />
the club needs you. and I am sure some jolly good fun won't spoil your dispositions<br />
in the least.<br />
Xew songs have been chosen and of quite a variety. Surely there are<br />
some among them that appeal .'.o a portion if not to all of the girls. So<br />
be you staid or merry, thoughtful or gay, you will find some to please you<br />
greatly.<br />
A word to the Freshmen. <strong>The</strong> roll is still open to you. so try to find<br />
your way through our "labyrinth of "nails" to the Auditorium next rehearsal.<br />
ORCHESTRA.<br />
Last month found the Orchestra sadly lamenting its fate, the lack of a<br />
director. Since then they have got the best of fate by trying one of their<br />
own members for a leader and. lo! the result was good. Every Thursday<br />
afternoon Pieerillo drills the members in room 317. while the girls in tiic<br />
basketball court throw- goals to the tunes which tloat down to them. New<br />
members have swelled their numbers, so they are progressing famously.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y gave proof of their work at the Football Rally by rendering three<br />
selections. <strong>The</strong>y are now preparing to assist at the Reading Club enter-<br />
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tainment on October first. Because of financial circumstances the k<br />
is destined to be but an auxiliary this term, for they will be able togive<br />
no semi-annual concert.<br />
THE BOYS' GLEE CLUB.<br />
During the past month, the Boys' Glee Club has met regularly and<br />
some very good rehearsals have taken place. At each meeting more is<br />
learned about the new songs and before long they will be mastered. ;<br />
In view of preparing an exceptionally good card for the concert, which<br />
will take place in a few months, the club has decided to refuse all offers<br />
lu sing for the other organizations at their respective entertainments. All<br />
efforts will in this way be devoted to the success of the coming concert.<br />
If you have ever heard the snappy little ditties sung at a Boys' Glee<br />
Club concert, you will have felt, without doubt, that one of the finest<br />
personal attributes one can possess is a pleasing voice. You may not<br />
become a Caruso, yet you can gain this personal attribute by appearing at<br />
room 217 and practicing under Mr. Smith's supervision on every Tuesday<br />
at 3:10.<br />
If you intend to join, it is not too late. Come to room 217 on the<br />
very next Tuesday, as it is desirous that all members have at least two<br />
months' practice before the concert.<br />
THE CAMERA CLUB.<br />
Owing to the ever increasing membership of this organization, steps<br />
are being taken to limit the roll call. At present there are over fifty members<br />
in the club and nearly all show up for ever)' meeting. <strong>The</strong> policy of<br />
working on other days than merely the meetings days has been adopted<br />
and members may be seen at work in the Dark Room any clay. One fault<br />
these workers ought to overcome, however, is that of being untidy in their<br />
operations, for the promised enlarging lantern will not materialize until<br />
they are more tidy. Doesn't that remind you of your younger days:<br />
"Jimmy, if you don't wash your face, you can't have any cake."'<br />
For the benefit of those members who were unfamiliar with the art of<br />
developing and printing, a lecture was given by President Breyman, and<br />
as a result a few more amateurs have been initiated into the realms of<br />
Photography.<br />
<strong>The</strong> club, under th*> supervision of the Vice-:President, Miss Rowe'll,<br />
Miss Stern and Mr. Pohli, gave a picnic to Muir Woods on Admission<br />
Day and, according to all reports, the thirty attending had a delightff.l<br />
day. A word of thanks must be extended to Mr. Garton and his wife, who<br />
gave much satisfaction as chaperons. <strong>The</strong> club expects to give another<br />
outing before the end of the term.<br />
If you are desirous of solving the intricacy of Photography join the<br />
club to-day, for to-morrow the membership limit may have been reached.<br />
BEAUTY NOTE.<br />
For giving the face a good color, get one pot of rouge, and one<br />
rabbit's foot. Bury them two miles from home and walk out and backonce<br />
a day to see that thev are still there.<br />
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FOOTBALL.<br />
At this writing, the fnothall squad lias participated in five games during<br />
tile tall, and has left the field, successful in three of the contests, an
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<strong>Lowell</strong> 3, Oakland 8.<br />
On the following Saturday, September 6. the team met the Oakland':;';<br />
High School fifteen at Oakland and lost after a hard-fought contest. <strong>The</strong> ,<br />
game was a forwards' fight from start to finish, the backs of neithei team ••£<br />
doing much work. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> team made its only try early in the first half,<br />
when Hawks picked the ball up and ran fifty yards through a scattered field.<br />
<strong>The</strong> attempt to convert from a difficult angle missed only by a few .feet.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> had the advantage for the remainder of the half but could not<br />
score again. <strong>The</strong> Oakland forwards opened the second half with a rush<br />
and soon had <strong>Lowell</strong> on the defensive. Although the team defended well,<br />
the < lakland forwards managed to get the ball over twice and converted<br />
one of their tries.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> team:<br />
Forwards: Crooks, Osborne, Bertheau. Grieb. Knight. Berndt, Wilson,<br />
Turkington, Carr. Stcvcr.<br />
Hacks: Katten. Conrado. Hawks, Schoenfeld, Flynn. Emery, Lewin,<br />
Bender. Borland. <strong>Lowell</strong> 32, Trinity 0.<br />
On Tuesday afternoon. September 2, the team played an impromptu game<br />
at the Stadium against Trinity, and walked all over the players of the Stanyan<br />
Street institution for thirty-two points, while they were vainly trying to get<br />
near enough to the <strong>Lowell</strong> line to score.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 5, Stanford Freshmen 8.<br />
On Saturday, September 13, the squad traveled to Palo Alto and lost a<br />
hard game to the Stanford Freshmen. Coach Mullineux used twenty-one<br />
players and no doubt has formed a very definite plan regarding the aggregation<br />
he will send on to the field in the league games.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Freshmen made only one try and that came early in the first half, it<br />
was converted and no more scoring was done until near the end of the game.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Freshmen were awarded a free kick and drop-kicked the ball over the<br />
bar. After the ball had been put into play again, Turkington followed up<br />
the ball fast after a line-out, and. when a Stanford back fumbled, kicked it<br />
past the full-back and scored. Knight converted easily.<br />
<strong>The</strong> line-up follows:<br />
Forwards: Grieb. Wilson. Carr. Turkington. Bertheau. Sample. Osborne,<br />
Emery. Weinshcnk.<br />
Backs: Spiegel, Hawks. Bender, Katten, Conrado, Flynn. Borland. Selvage.<br />
Kehrlein. Gilkyson. Lcwin, Robinson.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 53, Polytechnic 0.<br />
This, our first league game, proved a walk-away for the <strong>Lowell</strong> ruggers.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y out-classed the Poly players and scored almost at will and at no time<br />
during the contest was the <strong>Lowell</strong> line in danger. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> forwards<br />
handled the ball well in scrimmages and line-outs, and the backs got in<br />
several well-executed passing rushes. Knight, who attempted most of the<br />
conversions, had a good day. and made the majority of his kicks tell. <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
made thirty-five points in the first half.<br />
<strong>The</strong> line-up:<br />
Forwards: Grieb, Berndt, Knight, Rivers. Carr, Bertheau, Sample. Osborne.<br />
Wilson. Turkington.<br />
Backs: Katten, Lcwin, Conrado, Kehrlein, Borland. Hawks. Flynn, Emery,<br />
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BOYS' BASKETBALL.<br />
1 '.asketball practice will be started in about a month. <strong>The</strong>re is little being<br />
done now except a Freshman inter-room league, which Manager Schoenfekl<br />
is conducting. Up to date, rooms 103. 104. and 139 have been victorious, and<br />
some hotly-contested games are expected on the oval when the stronger teams<br />
meet for the supremacy.<br />
<strong>The</strong> interclass series will take place in the near future, and promises to<br />
bring forth worthy material. None of last year's team men will be allowed<br />
to play, and thus new players will be able to show whether they have mure<br />
ability than the players mi the opposing teams. Captains and Managers of<br />
the dilterent classes will be appointed, and they will pick their respective teams<br />
I'M" the series.<br />
BOYS' TENNIS.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> has always occupied the highest position among the high schools<br />
of the Coast in tennis. In the past year <strong>Lowell</strong> has been brought into<br />
national prominence through the tennis activities of three of her graduates,<br />
liatnelv. Maurice K. McLoughlin. William Johnston and John Strachan.<br />
Maurice McLoughlin was chosen this year as the foremost member of the<br />
American Davis Cup Team, having been ranked as the best player of the<br />
I'liited States in 1912. In the preliminary matches his billiard work made<br />
the I'nited States victorious and enabled them to play England for the<br />
world's championship. In the first of these matches McLoughlin was beaten<br />
by I'arke. but he more than made up for this defeat by winning the doubles,<br />
and his second singles match from Dixon: thus giving the I'nited States the<br />
Davis Cup for 1913.<br />
McLoughlin proved victorious over a field of two hundred players in<br />
the All of England championship: but was defeated in the challenge match<br />
by Anthonv Wilding, probably the greatest player in the world to-day.<br />
McLoughlin's two defeats were excusable inasmuch as he was worn out after<br />
having had to play through such a large tournament. Xext year it is commonly<br />
predicted that he will rank as the greatest player in the world, lie<br />
again proved his superiority over the other players in the United States by<br />
winning the national championship at Newport last month for the second<br />
time.<br />
While McLoughlin was winning laurels abroad. William Johnston and<br />
John Strachan were making records in the Iiast that are sure to rank them<br />
among the ten best players in the United States. Johnston won the Longwood<br />
and Xew York State championships which arc. next to the Xewpo:t<br />
tournament, the most important in the country. John Strachan. National<br />
Clay Court champion, ami Clarence Griffin, another Californian. challenged<br />
McLoughlin and P.undy for the National Doubles title and were defeated<br />
after a hard match.<br />
TRACK.<br />
Though the fall season is the off-season for track, yet the Sub-League<br />
holds its semi-annual field meet during this term. It is difficult to get<br />
men out to practice because football training is in full swing and takes<br />
much material as well as interest from the track. I'.ut with regular<br />
training now going on a good sized squad is expected.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
<strong>The</strong> Sub-League has set October 18th for the date of its meet, leaving<br />
only a few weeks in which to train. <strong>Lowell</strong> has won the cup and intends<br />
to repeat the victory this fall. <strong>The</strong> meet will be held at the Stadium<br />
instead of the St. Ignatius grounds, and this ought to be an inducement<br />
for men to come out.<br />
Manager Gocppert has decided to hold the interclass September 27th,<br />
at the Stadium and from the rate of the entries it bids fair to be a banner<br />
meet. <strong>The</strong> Schwartz perpetual trophy which is now held in joint ownership,<br />
by the Freshmen and Juniors is up to be fought for.<br />
SWIMMING.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Academic Athletic League has decided to hold its annual swimming<br />
championship on Friday, October 31. This means that there is<br />
plenty of time left for those who wish to try for the team to get in some<br />
good training.<br />
On the 25th of August the interclass was run off at the Y. M. C. A.<br />
tank. This was one of the most successful meets that has ever been held.<br />
<strong>The</strong> entry list was a record breaker, there being 28 entered alone in the 50<br />
yard dash. <strong>The</strong> principal stars were Donald McKenzie of the Juniors, and<br />
Gardner of the Freshmen, each scoring 10 points. <strong>The</strong> meet was won by<br />
the Sophomores, by the narrow margin of 2]/^ points over the Freshmen.<br />
<strong>The</strong> results:<br />
Event Time<br />
r>0 yds. 20s<br />
KiO yds. 1:10<br />
220 yds. P.::so<br />
4-10 yds. .".:«<br />
SSO yds. lr.-.OL 1<br />
1st<br />
2nd<br />
3rd<br />
4th<br />
( Blair (So.)<br />
Gardner (F.) 1 Brownlee (Sr.) Green (So.)<br />
Gardner (F.) Smith (So.) dither (So.) Mensor (So.)<br />
Jjayless (F.) Brown (So.) Ray (So.) Carr f,T.)<br />
I). McKenzie (.1.) S. McKenzie (F.) Sample (So.) Ray (So.)<br />
I). McKenzie (.1.) Baird (J.) Voueosolovich (So.)<br />
Relay 1:33 2/5 .lunlors ' Sophomores Freshmen<br />
Team<br />
II. AVllson<br />
Total<br />
Pratt<br />
Flood<br />
Mitchell<br />
Booth<br />
Lewis<br />
1<br />
fi<br />
5<br />
r>3<br />
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2<br />
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3 •><br />
ii<br />
3<br />
~1 Si<br />
s 5<br />
20 2214 10<br />
Officials: Starter—Coff man: Announcer—Foster: Scorekeeper— G,<br />
Brown: Timers—Reyman, ^'agencr, Selvage.<br />
BASEBALL.<br />
In the past baseball has always been the weak sport at <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
Eleven years ago <strong>Lowell</strong> managed to win the A. A. L. In the following<br />
eleven years of defeat the weakness of the team has not always been at<br />
fault, for poor support by. the school has often been to blame.<br />
Every fellow who knows how to handle a ball ought to feel it his<br />
duty to report for fall practice. <strong>The</strong> only way that <strong>Lowell</strong> will win a<br />
championship in baseball is by building up a team that will work together.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re will be plenty of opportunity to earn a position, for a number of<br />
men have been lost through graduation. Baseball practice will be called<br />
at the close of the League Football season, and the interclass will commence<br />
immediately, which will give the lesser stars a chance to shine.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is great interest shown in Indoor Baseball, and organized<br />
teams play in the yard every day at noon. At present the June r 14 team<br />
appears to be "unbeatable"' for they are running up a string of victories.<br />
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(captain) ; Bro\<br />
Collarino right i<br />
of the class an<br />
tracted the atte<br />
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team. What?<br />
At old <strong>Lowell</strong>]<br />
My playing their.<br />
<strong>The</strong> bare staieij<br />
through inquisiti<br />
the game. It &<br />
like than ever<br />
spectator was j<br />
first point, than<br />
joicing gave wa<br />
team determined<br />
with the other sij<br />
thirty minutes oj<br />
final score was j<br />
<strong>The</strong> team lit<br />
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Margaret Volkm;<br />
Dorothy Riedy, A<br />
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been arranged; c<br />
Rafael. October .'<br />
on the other sell<br />
not on its own •'<br />
stand-bys" seems<br />
tended. 'EH-A ]<br />
Miss Bowman hi<br />
nasium girls to p<br />
<strong>The</strong> interest<br />
for even the moi<br />
complexions to tl<br />
try-outs of interc<br />
several courts are<br />
their to-be oppon<br />
ings, because ther<br />
time, and remind
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THE LOWELL<br />
<strong>The</strong> line up is: Lippi 3d base, Stoncr pitcher and fielder. Galvin 2d base,<br />
(captain): Mrownlce 1st base, Rosenthal in short. Meyer catcher, (manager);<br />
Collarino right field. Schmulowitz short stop. Siakin pitcher and fielder. Spine<br />
in" the class and inside baseball disclosed by a number of the stars has attract<br />
ed the attention of several of the big league scouts. vv<br />
GIRLS' BASKETBALL.<br />
Hurrah! <strong>The</strong>y've gone and done it. Who? Why the Girls' Maskctball<br />
team. What? Won the game with the High School of Commerce. Where?<br />
At ulf.1 <strong>Lowell</strong>'s court. When? Tuesday. September 22, l'Jlo. How?<br />
My playing their best and hardest. Why? To uphold the honors of <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
<strong>The</strong> bare statement of these facts naturally fails to send the same thrills<br />
through inquisitive Willie as ran up and down the backs of those who saw<br />
the game. It "seemed like homo" to play on the old court, and more homelike<br />
than ever when we won. From the very outset the interest of every<br />
'pectatnr was gained and held till the last whistle blew. <strong>Lowell</strong> scored the<br />
lir^t |"'int. thanks to our opponent's foul and our accurate throw, but rejuicing<br />
gave way to dismay when Commerce threw a field goal. <strong>The</strong>n our<br />
team determined to get the lead again, and get it they did and kept it. but<br />
with the other side so close behind that they could not rest a moment. After<br />
thirty minutes of good team work, and playing on the part of both sides the<br />
final score was ten to five.<br />
<strong>The</strong> team line-up was as follows:<br />
l-'orwards: Frances McCloughry, Kathcrinc Mcdeehan: side-centers:<br />
.Margaret Yolkman. Dorothy Le May: touch center: Mary Lycette; guards:<br />
Dorothy Riedy. Alma Thornburg.<br />
This was the first block L game of the present term. Several others have<br />
been arranged: one with Polytechnic in the near future: another with San<br />
Rafael. October 3. and a third with San Jose, October 11. <strong>The</strong>se will all be<br />
on the other schools' courts, but the team has proven it can win even if<br />
not mi its own "home ground". <strong>The</strong> interest of other girls besides the "old<br />
stand-bys" seems to be aroused at last, and every practice has been well attended.<br />
H-I-A played L-I-A on Sept. 21. the latter winning by one point.<br />
Miss I'.owman has helped in getting teams arranged, and urging the gymnasium<br />
girls to play, and we assure her this work is much appreciated.<br />
Girls' Tennis.<br />
<strong>The</strong> interest in tennis has decreased a little during the past "hot spell"<br />
for even the most eager aspirants for fame were not willing to risk their<br />
complexions to the rays of the "boiling sun". I.ut now it is cooler, and<br />
try-outs of interclass. which will be held soon, are going on. Each day<br />
several courts arc occupied by <strong>Lowell</strong> girls practicing cuts and dives to puzzle<br />
their to-be opponents. Metter attendance, though, is required for the meetings,<br />
because there one finds out the plans of the club. So be present next<br />
time, and remind your friends to be there also.<br />
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w<br />
IN DEBATE.<br />
Lewis—F rise for information.<br />
Lucas—Glail to hear it. Xo one needs it more.<br />
IN H-4 ENGLISH.<br />
Miss Duffy ('upon receiving Shainwald's paper)—Is this intelligently<br />
written ?<br />
Shainwald—Are you going to read it?<br />
Miss DulTv—Xo.<br />
Shinwald—Yes.<br />
IJrown. the other day. while looking at the skeleton of a donkey, made<br />
a very natural quotation. "Ah." said he. "we are fearfully and wonderfully<br />
made."<br />
M. Kaufmann (translating Virgil)—Three times I strove to cast ;ny<br />
arms about her neck, and—that's as far as I got.<br />
V. Calvin—Well, that was quite far enough.<br />
BLUNDERING INTO THE TRUTH.<br />
Mr. Mr.ith—After rain has fallen, when does it rise again?<br />
I're .-wan—Whv-er—in dew time.<br />
I-.es* ('making report of Senior Dance Committee)—I assure the<br />
members. Mr. President, that our Senior Dance will rank with the best<br />
of them.<br />
Lucas—Yes. Mr. President, it will be as rank as anv of them.<br />
Golcher—I've had my picture taken for the Annual.<br />
Editor—Cot the proofs?<br />
Golcher—Xo. vou'll have to take niv word for it.<br />
HILARIOUS TIMES IN THE SENATE.<br />
I Say Icy (in history)—On the day that T visited it. the Senate was<br />
about half full!<br />
Marcus (translating German)—You should worry, dear, the bird has<br />
only eaten the cat.<br />
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Mr. Lon:<br />
Leavy— :<br />
Mr. Lon:<br />
Leavy—[<br />
Miss Dti<br />
Mevcr—\<br />
Kleanor ^<br />
"Is that '<br />
"Sure."<br />
"Ft doesn<br />
"Well, yc<br />
"Sambo, c<br />
"Xo. sah.<br />
When Ad<br />
it was for a<br />
A farmer<br />
in town watch<br />
I 'resently<br />
"That's ri;<br />
smell it bette<br />
I* reshman<br />
taken it. "For<br />
pass us some j:;<br />
undecur egrcssi<br />
him.<br />
' >f all fon<br />
THE LOWE.<br />
I'lay and Pagea<br />
I'rought out un<br />
presents a gene<br />
Greek <strong>The</strong>ater :<br />
'"g' class should<br />
are looking for<br />
°rigin and dedii<br />
travaganza, the<br />
<strong>The</strong>ater plays, i\<br />
'"id a descriptioi<br />
dantly and beat:
\3f. .<br />
r*' * ^<br />
»ently<br />
I' s*<br />
I V<br />
.£<br />
THE LOWELL<br />
Mr. Longlcy—Leavy. are you eating candy?<br />
Lcavy—No, sir.'<br />
Mr. Longley—<strong>The</strong>n why the facial contortions?<br />
heavy—I just swallowed it.<br />
Miss Duffy (reading)—One bier will do for both.<br />
Mover—Yes, but vou'll need two straws!<br />
WE THINK SHE CAN.<br />
Kleanor Mathews (in Mechanical Drawing)—I simply cannot make 1's.<br />
"Is that your ladder?<br />
"Sure."<br />
"It doesn't look like yours.'<br />
"Well, you see, it's my step ladder."<br />
"Sambo, did you ever see the Catskill Mountains?"<br />
"No. sab. I've seen 'em kil! mice."<br />
When Adolphus placed his arm around the neck of Angelina he said<br />
i>. was for a neck's press purpose.<br />
GENEROUS.<br />
A fanner boy and his best girl were seated in a buggy one evening<br />
in town watching the people pass. Near by was a popcorn vender's stand.<br />
Presently the lady remarked: "My. that popcorn smells good !"<br />
"That's right." said the gallant. "I'll drive up a little closer so you can<br />
Miiell it belter."—Ex.<br />
Freshman (picking up Caesar)—Oh shucks! Latin is easy. I wish I'd<br />
taken it. "Forte dux in ora"—forty ducks in a row. "Passus sum jam"—<br />
pass us -ome jam. "IJoni Iegis Caesaris"—bony legs of Caesar. "Caesar dicat<br />
undecur egressi lictum"—Caesar sicked the cat on the cur and I guess he licked<br />
him.<br />
A SEQUEL.<br />
< if all foreign countries. Emery thinks Frances the best.<br />
Tin-: LOWKU. has arranged to sell an interesting book, entitled "California<br />
l'lay and I'ageant." published last year at the University of California. It was<br />
brought out under the supervision of a committee of the English Club, and<br />
presents a general view of the plays and extravaganzas that have made the<br />
Greek <strong>The</strong>ater at lierkelcy famous. Tt is a book that members of the graduating<br />
cla-s should be interested in. and. in fact, all members of the school who<br />
are looking forward to college life at Berkeley. It contains accounts of the<br />
origin and dedication of the Greek <strong>The</strong>ater. It reprints the first Senior Extravaganza,<br />
the "Vehrngericht." with various other extravaganzas and Greek<br />
<strong>The</strong>ater plays, and gives accounts of the origin of important campus customs,<br />
and a description of rally ceremonies and of the Partheneia. <strong>The</strong> book is abundantly<br />
and beautifully illustrated. Take a look at it in the Book Exchange.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
CALIFORNIA PLAY AND PAGEANT<br />
A book published at the University of -California, describing the<br />
notable plays, pageants and extravaganzas of the Greek <strong>The</strong>ater, as<br />
well as the origin of the various campus customs. : : :<br />
Can be seen at the<br />
BOOK EXCHANGE<br />
Of interest to Prospective U. C. Students.<br />
Price $1.00. Price $1.00.<br />
(Eafrtma<br />
To its friends and supporters:—<strong>The</strong> Cafeteria is maintained by the patrons<br />
of the school, through the activity and efforts of the Students' Association fur<br />
the service of the school. It is not conducted at public expense in any way,<br />
as the school authorities do no more than allow the use of a certain room in<br />
the building. Its support is purely voluntary, and its continuance depends<br />
therefore wholly upon the approval and good will of the patrons of the school—<br />
the parents of students in attendance. It is in no way a revenue collector,<br />
and the manager strives to give the best service possible at the lowest cost.<br />
Every slight economy that can be devised is balanced by an increased variety<br />
in what it provides for the students. Tts success and support thus far is evidence<br />
thai it provides for a real need and has a practically unanimous approval<br />
on the part of parents and students; indeed, it is their own institution. It<br />
should be a matter of pride to the students of this school that they are not<br />
only the pioneers in such an institution in San Francisco, but that they have<br />
so far made it a success also. Can it be made better or more efficient? Perhaps<br />
so. If you have ideas or suggestions that you think useful, go to those<br />
in charge and say your say: all help will be welcomed. Meanwhile patronize<br />
it as though you had a real pride in this as something of your own.<br />
We would like to state that anything coming from us, used in<br />
the CAFETERIA, is first-class, and in most cases the article is<br />
of much better quality than what is generally used in like places,<br />
not only in your neighborhood but all over the city.<br />
FREED, TELLER ® FREED<br />
982 POST STREET<br />
''Purveyors to a discriminating public'<br />
.36<br />
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A-<br />
or lesson is better than a good lesson.—Ex.<br />
REAL ENGLISH<br />
ENGLISH CUSTOM LASTS<br />
ARE THE THING<br />
At our shops you find absolutely<br />
correct flat last English<br />
Models in all materials at<br />
reasonable prices.<br />
A swagger one in Gun &A 00<br />
Metal and Tan Caif_.. H<br />
Ifanfmann<br />
836-840 MARKET STREET<br />
U9-I25 GRANT AVENUE<br />
I'ark sr.l Park<br />
ROMEY'S MARKET<br />
1543 HAIGHT ST.<br />
WE HAVE A BIG SPECIAL<br />
SALE EVERY SATURDAY<br />
Supply the Lozvcll Cafeteria.<br />
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OVERALL<br />
"VARIED<br />
You'll Never Strike Out- —<br />
if You Tcke Alon^ This<br />
DeJnty Gift<br />
<strong>The</strong> Mojt Delicioas<br />
C&n^ies Lver Kfviie<br />
GE0. HAAS ^ SONS<br />
FOUR CANDY STORES<br />
'And so you married a poor man.<br />
after all. What are you living in?"<br />
"A little Hat."<br />
"And how do you find married<br />
life?"<br />
"A little flat."—Ex.
NEXT<br />
THERE IS NO WAITING<br />
— at the —<br />
REX BARBER SHOP<br />
1RVIN WALTER,<br />
Prop.<br />
1604 HAYES STREET, Cor. Lyon<br />
Two Blocks East of School<br />
ROOT!! LACK LAUNDRY<br />
THE LOWELL<br />
Phone West 9499<br />
THE BONBONNIERE<br />
FRENCH CANDIES,<br />
ICE CREAM<br />
LUNCHES SERVED<br />
All High School Books Sold<br />
Southeast Corner Masonic Avenue<br />
and Hayes Street<br />
Burnett's Extracts and Hnorr's Soups<br />
Supplied to all Retail Grocers by<br />
S. FOSTER a CO.<br />
WHOLESALE GROCERS<br />
Telephone Kearny 246 59 and 61 MAIN ST.. SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Carfagni—Kaufmann. lend me a dollar for a week, old man!<br />
lirown (overhearing)—Who's the weak old man.<br />
807 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
It's not the Name<br />
That makes the clothes good.<br />
It's the clothes<br />
That make the name good.<br />
H. C. NAHMAN<br />
Merchant Tailor<br />
Men's Suits to OrderP<br />
Special Allrnlion (liven in llir/li School Trade<br />
Phone West 1393<br />
TOOLS, SHOP SUPPLIES<br />
COPPER, BRASS, STEEL, ALUMINUM<br />
Art and Crafts Tools<br />
and Materials<br />
Motor Boat and Aeroplane<br />
Sundries<br />
C. W. MARWEDEL<br />
76-80 First Street - - San Francisco<br />
38<br />
Phone FHImore 187<br />
HALL FOR RENT
phone Flllmore 1871 Private Lessons<br />
by Appointment<br />
MISS MARION B. WHITE<br />
—:—<br />
Dancing Academy<br />
Class for High School Pupils,<br />
Thursday Afternoon, 4 o'clock<br />
Beginners Monday — Adults'<br />
Class Tuesday<br />
HALL FOR RENT 2626 California Street<br />
^.-^Yr^jNM^-^^^ ^j'V'^'-^':<br />
THE L 0 WELL<br />
SOCIETY. CHURCH AND<br />
S OH 0 0 L<br />
PRINTING<br />
We are especially equipped for this<br />
work. Our -prices are right and our<br />
work is neat and artistic.<br />
TRY US NEXT TIME<br />
Advance Printery<br />
H. C. HINDS. Prop.<br />
1672 HAIGHT STREET<br />
Phone Park 5163<br />
LOWELL'S OFFICIAL JEWELER<br />
H. W. TUCKEY<br />
Established 1863<br />
SPECIAL MANUFACTURER OF<br />
PLATINUM, GOLD OR SILVER<br />
JEWELRY<br />
DIAMONDS, JEWELRY AND SILVERWARE<br />
Designer and Maker Fraternity and Class Emblems.<br />
Suggestions and Advice for Remounting old Jewelry<br />
or Creating New Articles from Exclusive Designs.<br />
130 GEARY STREET<br />
SECOND FLOOR<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
PATRONIZE<br />
OUR<br />
ADVERTISERS<br />
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WAIBEL'S<br />
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Sheet Music<br />
Stationery<br />
1467 HAIGHT STREET<br />
At Ashbury<br />
1871 HAYES STREET<br />
LOWELL<br />
P. nOMANO<br />
THE LOWELL<br />
West 6150<br />
Candies, Ice Cream, Lunches,<br />
Books and School Supplies<br />
Spalding Goods<br />
OPPOSITE THE SCHOOL<br />
KODAKS—<br />
PHOTOGRAPHIC MATERIALS<br />
ALWAYS FRESH. <<br />
ALBUMS AND STATIONERY<br />
Let Us do Ycur Enlarging- "<br />
Kinman and Hegerich<br />
2207 FILLMORE STREET, Phone West 6347<br />
1744 HAIGHT STREET. Phone Park 4913<br />
D. S. MURDOCK D. LEANE<br />
California Soda Water<br />
Company<br />
Manufacturers of all<br />
kinds of High-Grade<br />
CARBONATED GOODS<br />
Phone Market 2126<br />
51 SHARON ST., SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Near 15th and Market<br />
Teacher (roughly shaking pupil)—I believe the devil has got hold<br />
of you.<br />
Pupil (panting)—I believe he has.—Ex.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Most Complete Line of<br />
ATHLETIC AND OUTING GOODS<br />
ever displayed on the Pacific Coast now on display<br />
Quality and Prices have made our House<br />
Headquarters for the Sportsman and Athlete<br />
583-85 MARKET STREET SAN FRANCISCO<br />
G. BALDACCINI A. MANFREDI<br />
Romey's Fruit MarKet<br />
FISH, FRUIT, POULTRY,<br />
EGGS, VEGETABLES<br />
Complete Line of Canned Goods and Macaroni<br />
ITALIAN LUCCA OIL A SPECIALTY<br />
Special Attention Paid to<br />
Family Trade<br />
1543-1551 Haight Street<br />
Phone Park 851 Park 1342<br />
40<br />
Phones: Park Sal, Park 1342<br />
ROMEY'S FISH MARKET<br />
A. FANTOZZF, Proprietor<br />
Fish, Oysters, C;i?"?»._ Lobsters, Crabs,<br />
Shrimps, Mussels, Terrapin and Frogs.<br />
FRESH EVERY DAY<br />
We Supply <strong>Lowell</strong> High Cafeteria<br />
Orders Taken Saturday<br />
for Sunday 1543-51 Haight St.
;St<br />
For the, comlort of our;ipatrpns*5ve; nave^enlargcdiourls<br />
Kodaks, Developing<br />
and Printing<br />
THE ETTER STUDp<br />
PORTRAITS A SPECIALTY<br />
Rates Given to Students<br />
THE JAMES H. BAER¥<br />
THE STAR PRESS<br />
PRINTERS and<br />
PUBLISHERS<br />
1553 HAIGHT STREET<br />
Phone Park 5683 .<br />
1122-1124 MISSION ST.<br />
SAN FRANCISCO Phono Put 6380 nod .6361<br />
s<br />
I ERRA CUTS<br />
make the best illustrations for ^m<br />
_^ school journals, catalogs, booklets. - -J^^<br />
& or any high-class publications. ^T^^St<br />
•g' *"nTnrm"<br />
M Quality is Our Motto. ft^JBw!<br />
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Engraving Co. ll|<br />
343 Front Street San Franciscc ; ^^j<br />
Phone Douglas 4780 -<br />
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MODEL is a suit that fills the wants of the fellows who<br />
want to mix with the proper dressers. It has won. this<br />
approval on its individuality, fit and tone of dignity, made<br />
in the latest shadow stripes and invisible patterns.<br />
$20.00 $25,00<br />
O OTHER MODELS FOR FALL<br />
STRAIGHT-LINE MODEL .,/ BOX BACK-SEMI<br />
See the Special Suit Constructed for School, $12.50 and $15.00<br />
"~ CAP ANNOUNCEMENT ~-<br />
See the Made in England Straight-Back Cap, $1.50, $2.00, $2.50<br />
Ask to See <strong>The</strong>se<br />
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m<br />
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MORE 1 THAN TWICE AS GOOD. ><br />
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^•^:« '"• nil IF iinvFiWiiira nh t . Fraternity.'Plrify'^. i-^M^Si<br />
rner - <strong>Lowell</strong> «tudent,<br />
drew the now<br />
permanent design<br />
for <strong>Lowell</strong>,'., while;<br />
attending there at<br />
the «uage«tlon of :<br />
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Consolidation of Fairfax Ranch Dairy<br />
and Oakwood Dairy<br />
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THE L O WELL<br />
WESTERN<br />
WHOLESALE<br />
DAIRY CO.<br />
AND RETAIL<br />
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We Supply <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
§1<br />
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Phone Park 1587<br />
City Depot:<br />
359-361 WALLER STREET<br />
High School Cafeteria<br />
PROF. G. R. PUCKETT<br />
Hk<br />
Bk<br />
TEACHER OF DANCING<br />
_<br />
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1268 Sutter Street<br />
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VOL. XXIli* J<br />
One glance ;<br />
with the morninj<br />
something extrac<br />
she burst into tl<br />
that page of the<br />
sex, headed "Stoi<br />
in the "Wildcat<br />
domestic scandal<br />
lessly thrown as<br />
corner. Here tli<br />
cat" stocks wen<br />
But this mo<br />
from force of h:<br />
to ever amount<br />
in a big headlim<br />
Undreamed of r<br />
shares go up oi<br />
"<strong>The</strong>re now<br />
Marcella. It w:<br />
in this particula<br />
an 'unlimited' -s<br />
and before we<br />
every year, and<br />
future she seize<br />
about the room<br />
the happy pair.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y might<br />
crash sounded<br />
was that?" the><br />
tragically. .<br />
Isabel Was<br />
see what it is,"<br />
"Oh. don't<br />
know what the<br />
But Isabel
I 1<br />
! r VOL. XXIII. SAN FRANCISCO. NOVEMBER. 1913. NO. 3.<br />
UUfcrat<br />
()nc glance at Isabel Andrew?, as she rushed excitedly up the stairs,<br />
with the morning paper in her hand, would have announced the fact that<br />
something extraordinary had happened. "Marci, Marci." she exclaimed as<br />
she hurst into the room of her chum, "just look here." She handed her<br />
thai pajje of the morning paper ordinarily of little interest to the fairer<br />
sex. headed "Stocks and I'.onds." I'm ever since the two girls had invested<br />
in the "Wildcat" stocks the front pages, containing news of startling<br />
domestic scandals, and dire tragedies that had almost happened, were ruthlessly<br />
thrown aside, while both made a rush for the sixth page, left hand<br />
corner. Here they had invariably found, to their disgust, that the "Wildcat"<br />
stocks were about as worthless as their name suggested.<br />
I'.ut this morning when Isabel had looked at the report ("it was really<br />
from force of habit, for neither of the girls expected the "Wildcat" stocks<br />
tn ever amount to anything), she could hardly believe her eyes. <strong>The</strong>re<br />
in a big headline was the news: "'Wildcat' stocks suddenly go up in value.<br />
Undreamed of resources in oil wells owned by the company make value of<br />
>hares go up one hundred per cent."<br />
"<strong>The</strong>re now. 1 was sure those stocks wore going to be all right." said<br />
Marcella. It was mainly through her influence that the girls had invested<br />
in this particular company. "Just think of all we can do. It says there is<br />
an 'unlimited' supply of oil. Why. those stocks ought to go up and up,<br />
and before we know it we will be millionaires, and we'll go to Europe<br />
every year, and have six automobiles apiece." So making plans for the<br />
future she seized the excited Isabel by the \vai>t and began a mad waltz<br />
about the room. That an occasional chair was overturned did not concern<br />
the happy pair.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y might still have been tearing around the room had not a sudden<br />
crash sounded from the kitchen. <strong>The</strong>y stood still and listened. "What<br />
was that?" they exclaimed simultaneously. "Burglars!" whispered Marcella<br />
tragically.<br />
Isabel was the first to recall her scattered wits. "I am going down and<br />
see what it is." she said in a stage whisper.<br />
"Oh. don't!" cried Marcella: "they might—they might—oh, you don't<br />
know what they might do!"<br />
Hut Isabel crept cautiously downstairs and peeped into the kitchen<br />
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tlirough the crack made by the open door. N T ot seeing any villainous<br />
looking criminal poised with hb pistol pointed towards her or >vith a<br />
butcher krji'e between his teeth, she found courage to go into the kitchen,<br />
To her relief the only occupant was a rather rough looking specimen of<br />
the feline family, who was greedily devouring a porterhouse steak that was<br />
ready to be fried. <strong>The</strong> broken pieces of a platter told the story of the<br />
crash.<br />
Isabel's relief was so great that she was extremely optimistic concerning<br />
the mischief dune. "Marci." she called, "come on down. <strong>The</strong>re is no<br />
burglar—it's only a cat." Tims reassured. Marcella came downstairs, and<br />
buili gir!.- proceeded 1" examine the cause of the commotion.<br />
lie wa.- anything but a handsome cat. One car had several nicks<br />
chewed into it. and an ugly scratch mi the nose gave evidence of recent<br />
belligerent enterprises, ilis coat was rough and unkempt, and some brilliant<br />
liov had thought to improve his appearance by cutting off his whiskers<br />
in different lengths, lie was painfully thin, and the ravenous way in which<br />
he devoured the meat showed that he had not been raised on a diet of<br />
porterhouse steak>. When lie saw the girls in the kitchen he crouched<br />
down in a corner as if he was prepared for the worst—whatever that<br />
iniyht be.<br />
"< ih. the poor kitten," exclaimed .Marcella. "see how thin he is. I<br />
wonder if he belongs to anyone. Do you think we could keep him?" In<br />
her relief she would have been willing to take in half a dozen little street<br />
"Arab;." .aid a»unic entire responsibility as t their successful bringing<br />
up.<br />
"I imagine we would be entirely welcome." said Isabel. "Me looks<br />
like he lias been a tramp all his life. Oh. iet's call him 'Wildcat." He<br />
looks wild enough, and he came to us the same day our stocks went up."<br />
So "\\ ildcat" lie was called, and he soon became an important member<br />
of tlie family. His coat grew soft and glossv and a comfortable<br />
plumpness did much to improve his appearance. <strong>The</strong> girls regarded him as<br />
the mascot of their good fortune, for tiie slocks did go up. higher than the<br />
most hopeful could reasonably have expected.<br />
One day when Isabel called "Wildcat" to give him his breakfast he<br />
did not come. A thorough search of the place did not bring him to light.<br />
All that day the two girls called and searched lor their pet. Hut evidently<br />
the call of the wild had been too strong for the cat. He must have<br />
deeiif-.-d to again take up the occupation of a ••gentleman of the road."<br />
<strong>The</strong> next morning the girls were amazed to find that their stocks were<br />
considerably lower than they had been for some time, and each succeeding<br />
day they went lower and lower.<br />
"I knew it all the time." said Isabel positively, "it was that cat that<br />
made those stocks go up, and if he don't show up soon they will be down<br />
to nothing."<br />
Acting on this supposition the girls advertised in all the leading papers<br />
4<br />
for the lost cat,<br />
swamped by a f<br />
yellow cats, hoi<br />
beast in his'pos<br />
"Oh dear!"<br />
around and not<br />
Indeed it •<br />
dropped from s<br />
month after mo<br />
up all hope of i<br />
"I hate to I<br />
paper, "but hov<br />
with our stocks<br />
lower and lowe<br />
came to us."<br />
One Saturd<br />
go to a nearbi<br />
Marcella eager!<br />
<strong>The</strong> first tl<br />
curtain rose sic.<br />
complete brass<br />
monkeys were<br />
their energy on<br />
Next a lin<br />
a striking unifi<br />
looking cap. I<br />
and forwards GI<br />
maneuvers. \V<br />
again, and. the<br />
Nothing would<br />
their tricks ag;<br />
where was the<br />
who should thi<br />
Without tli<br />
cat" plucked ti]<br />
"right about fa<br />
at hand, he ma<br />
flew down liitc<br />
old man in the<br />
the next day t<<br />
the fly.<br />
Deprived i<br />
of discipline v<br />
<strong>The</strong> next time<br />
<strong>The</strong> girls
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for the lost cat, and a reward was offered for his return. Soon they were<br />
swamped by a perfect deluge of cats. People brought black cats, gray cats,<br />
yellow cato, homely cats and scraggy cats, each insisting that the yowling<br />
beast in his possession must be the cat advertised for.<br />
"Oh dear!" sighed Marcella, "I think we have seen every cat for miles<br />
around and not one of them is"'Wildcat.' What shall we do?"<br />
Indeed it seemed as if nothing could be done, for "Wildcat" had<br />
dropped from sight as completely as if the earth had swallowed him. As<br />
tin mill after month passed without hearing anything of hint, the girls gave<br />
tip all hope 'if ever seeing their pet again.<br />
"I hate tu be superstitious." said Isabel one mi •ruing after reading the<br />
paper, "but how can one help believing that that cat had something to do<br />
with our stocks. Mere for the last eight months they have been getting<br />
li'wer and lower, until now they are ;>bout as worthless as when 'Wildcat'<br />
came to us."<br />
()nc Saturday afternoon, some months later, Isabel proposed that they<br />
g< > tu a nearby town to see a much advertised vaudeville performance.<br />
Marcella eagerly consented, so the two were soon en route for the city.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first three numbers were greatly enjoyed by the girls. <strong>The</strong>n the<br />
curtain rose slowly mi the fourth act. Displayed to the spectators was a<br />
complete brass band, with different animals as the performers. Several<br />
monkeys were vigorously clapping cymbals, some dogs wire venting all<br />
their energy on large bass drums, and so the entire band was made up.<br />
Next a line of cats inarched steadily forward. Kadi was arrayed in<br />
a striking uniform of red and green, and carried or. liis head a coquettish<br />
looking cap. I'niter the direction of their leader they marched backwards<br />
and forwards on their hind lcga,.right-about-faced and went through various<br />
maneuvers. When the curtain fell, a storm of applause compelled it to rise<br />
aijain. and the trainer bowed again and again to his appreciative audience.<br />
Nothing would do. lu.wi ver. but that the cats should go through some of<br />
their tricks again. As the feline army marched to the side of the stage,<br />
where was the box of Isabel a;;d her chum. Isabel started in surprise, for<br />
who shou'.ii the gallant leader be but the long lost "Wildcat."<br />
Without thinking where she was. Isabel called out "Wildcat!" "Wildcat"<br />
plucked up his ears and stood stock still, in spite of the command to<br />
"riyht about face, forward marc! 1 .!" <strong>The</strong>n, seeing his old mistress so near<br />
at hand, he made one lea)) from the stage and landed i*i the box. His cap<br />
Hew down into the audience, and lighted on the bald head of a grouchy<br />
old man in the fifth row. who inwardly resolved to j^ive a hundred dollars<br />
the next day to aid in the extermination of that most pestiierous of pests,<br />
the fly.<br />
Deprived of their leader, the army was paralyzed and a woeful lapse<br />
of discipline was displayed, while frantic commands were given in vain.<br />
<strong>The</strong> next time the curtain fell it was on a very much chagrined trainer.<br />
<strong>The</strong> girls hastened t leave the theater as soon as their pet was
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secured, for thev felt uncomfortable under the curious gazes of the rest<br />
of the audience. But their way out was blocked by a portly gentleman,<br />
who refused to let them leave the house with "the property of Monsieur<br />
Loganabally. the celebrated animal trainer.'' "For," he explained politely,<br />
"he would undoubtedly sue the management."<br />
It took some time to prove that the cat in question was the rightful<br />
property of the girls, and had been picked up by the "celebrated monsieur."<br />
But "Wildcat" clung so persistently to Isabel that it was at last decided<br />
that he must have had some previous acquaintance with that lady. So the<br />
trio departed in triumph.<br />
"Wildcat" showed himself to be about as glad to get back home as<br />
the jjirls were to have him there. He is regarded more than ever with<br />
superstitious reverence, and is really quite tyrannical at times, for he seems<br />
to know that his presence is necessary to the familv prosperity. <strong>The</strong> night<br />
,-il'ter his return he lay before the fireplace and purred contentedly. And if<br />
Isabel coiiirl have understood "cat language" he would have assured her<br />
that if lie had anything to do with ihc "Wildcat Stock Company" she need<br />
have no fears for :Iie future. ,. ... ,.<br />
M \\ . I-1 i.ciIKK. Dec. 13.<br />
Master Mhxb<br />
"I could hardly believe the good news that you had returned." James<br />
Pierce was >aying to his companion as they approached the general merchandise<br />
store at I'lunkett.<br />
Returning a month earlier than planned on account of Mr. IJenton's<br />
illness. Mr. and Mrs. I'.cnton of St. Louis and their daughter Julia had<br />
taken a country e.-tate at I'lunkett where llenton might be able to regain<br />
his health. Although it was only a half-day's journey from St. Louis, they<br />
had arrived at I'lunkett without the knowledge of their friends. Julia, however,<br />
had apprised Pierce of the sudden change, and he had left his office<br />
in St. Louis in excited haste to spend several days with his fiance at the<br />
new home.<br />
Xow at the sound of footsteps, a spirited debate, which was in full<br />
swing in the store came suddenly to an end. and half a dozen loafers,<br />
ranged about on soap boxes, nail kegs and flour sacks, turned their attention<br />
to the breezy looking couple entering. Pierce advanced to the wicket,<br />
over which hung a sign informing the public that this was the Pnstofficc.<br />
Henry Jenkins, owner of the store, and Postmaster. Depot-master and<br />
Mayor of I'lunkett. arose from his seat in the debating circle and walked<br />
briskly behind the counter to the wicket.<br />
"Fine morning, ain't it?" he queried.<br />
"Very." responded Pierce. "Is there a registered package here for<br />
James J. Pierce?"<br />
5 -.:m m<br />
I<br />
1<br />
Postmaster'ansy<br />
to sign-your na'<br />
"you see, Uncle<br />
have your-name<br />
Pierce signe<br />
exhibited it to J;<br />
"You see r<br />
Henry waM<br />
among the villa;<br />
"A right pe<br />
"Wall now,<br />
these parts, I re<br />
was not exactly<br />
"I think she<br />
Allen.<br />
"Now if yot<br />
said Mayor Jenl<br />
All eyes tin<br />
terest he had ;<br />
sawdust filled b:<br />
"That there<br />
St. Louis, an' !•<br />
summer. I reelday<br />
morning an<br />
of clothes and a<br />
AH were ch<br />
"But who h<br />
"He. just c:i<br />
out much abou<br />
brought two vai<br />
Henry's informr<br />
After this :<br />
conversation ch:<br />
again, -Mayor J<<br />
flaring headline:<br />
hook diamonds<br />
following:<br />
<strong>The</strong> accqun<br />
as told in the •<br />
and even Plunk<br />
to the Union S
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''Yes, sir. It came this morning on the 8:40 train from the city," the<br />
Postmaster answered as he produced a small package. "And: you'll have<br />
to i>ifc'n your name in this here book. Because," he added apologetically,<br />
"you see, Uncle Sam he keeps track of these her., packages and we g'itrto<br />
have your name down.'' •••'- • •'<br />
Pierce signed his name without comment. Receiving the package, he<br />
exhibited it to Julia, and then very carefully placed it in an outer pocket.<br />
"You see I got it all right," he said as they turncc Howards the door.<br />
Hcnr. watched them, start down the road and then resumed his seat<br />
among the village wise men.<br />
"A right pert lookin" gal. that," hinted one of the group.<br />
"Wai! now, 1 just guess." added Jebb Squires. "She don't be from<br />
these parts, 1 reckon" (which remark, though Jebb Squires didn't realize it,<br />
was not exactly complimentary to Plunkett girls).<br />
"1 think she be Deacon llodgcs's niece from Chicago." supplied old Mill<br />
Allen.<br />
"Now if you're ail through with your guessin'. I'll tell you who --he is,"<br />
said Mayor Jenkins pompously.<br />
All eyes turned expectantly toward the speaker. Conscious o. Ihe interest<br />
he had aroused. Henry spat deliberately and unerringly into the<br />
sawdust filled box which did cuspidor duty.<br />
"That there woman is the daughter of P.enton, the rich packer up to<br />
St. 1.1mis. an' he came here last week to the Unmsden place to stay all<br />
summer. I reckon she has an easy time of it: the new cook came yesterday<br />
morning and I heard her say as how the Ucnton gal has trunks tit 1 :<br />
of clothes and a maid."<br />
All were duly impressed by this piece of news.<br />
"lint who be the young feller?" inquired Jebb Squires.<br />
"He just came here on last night's train, so 1 ain't been able to fir...-,<br />
out much about him yet. "ccpt that he's staying at the l'.entons's. I ><br />
brought two valises with him. >o I reckon he's for staying awhile." Here<br />
Henry's information gave out.<br />
After this additional information had been fully discussed by all. the<br />
conversation changed to other interesting topics. I'.ut. conversation lagging<br />
again. Mayor Jenkins reached for the newspaper. When he had read the<br />
Having headlines he remarked: "It sure do beat all how those fellows can<br />
hook diamonds in a big store like Mobert's." and he read aloud again the<br />
following:<br />
"S500.000 Daylight Robbery.<br />
Diamonds Stolen from Mobert's.<br />
Police Baffled by Clever Robber."<br />
<strong>The</strong> account of this daring robbery i:i St. Louis on the day previous,<br />
as void in the evening papers, caused excitement throughout the country,<br />
and even l'lunkett caught the fever. Although the culprit had been traced<br />
to the L'nion Station in St. Louis, no further clue to his movements had
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been found by tlic police. With this problem the entire detective department<br />
of St. Louis was struggling. Now the philosophers of Pliinkett<br />
gathered together in the store also cudgeled,their brains. But try as they<br />
might, this august body was unable to reach any agreement regarding the<br />
probable solution uf the affair, and one by one the party dispersed.<br />
It was an eager assemblage that gathered at the usual place of meeting<br />
the following morning. <strong>The</strong> mystery of Monday's great robbery at St.<br />
Louis was still unsolved, but in even larger headlines than of the day<br />
before the paper announced that a reward of $10,000 would be given to<br />
ihe person or persons apprehending the thief.<br />
<strong>The</strong>v were still discussing this new phase of the situation when James<br />
Pierce entered. Again he asked for a registered package addressed to<br />
him. and again ihe audience surveyed his neat and stylish appearance. All<br />
aticmpis iif the 1'ostmaster to engage I'ierce in conversation were futile,<br />
and he received his package without replying to any of the numerous questions<br />
put in him.<br />
"Certainly that "enl ain't figurin" on losin' any wind," grumbled Henry,<br />
vexed that Iv.' was unable to gain information regarding the ISenton household.<br />
<strong>The</strong> next da\ the incident at the Postofliee was repeated, and it w;;:i<br />
cuiitiiiiU'd t liri •i»ifh< -nt the week without anv change in Pierces attitude<br />
toward the talkative Postmaster, who never ceased hoping to draw him<br />
out concerning; hi> \i>it to Plunkett. <strong>The</strong> morning mail alwavs brought a<br />
small roistered package addressed to James i. Pierce, and daily Pierce<br />
appeared at the Po-toi'tiee. sometimes accompanied by [ulia.<br />
<strong>The</strong> inquisitive I'.istmastcr had not even succeeded in linding out<br />
where Pierce had come from, sn Saturday evening he inquired of the conductor<br />
on the train. Giv-n a description of the man. the Conductor was<br />
able to sMisfy Jenkins's curiosity.<br />
Jus 1 , as the train was about to leave St. Louis the Moudav previous, a<br />
yi.img man had rushed excitedly through the gates and had climbed aboard.<br />
He bought his ticket on the train, and during the entire trip appeared to<br />
be in a state ..f nerv.ms excitement, which the conductor noticed particularly.<br />
It took Henry Jenkins several minutes to assimilate this information;<br />
but from that moment his mind worked rapidly. Hurrying back to the<br />
store he hunted up the accounts of the St. Louis diamond robbery and<br />
was soon deeply studying the details of the e;.\
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Much elated, he sat down and wrote the following note:<br />
"Chief of Police, St. Louis, Mo.:—<br />
"Send representative to arrest robber in Mobert diamond case. VVill<br />
claim reward of $10,000 offered.<br />
"Henry Jenkins."<br />
This wire was soon on its way to St. Louis, ami the Mayor of Plunkctt<br />
started home, well satisfied with his day's work. As he walked along his<br />
thoughts drifted to future plans, when he should be heralded as the man<br />
whip had solved a problem baffling to whole armies of detectives. Although<br />
it was clearly evident that his wonderful talents would be in demand by<br />
the large cities, he decided he would refuse all such offers. For seventeen<br />
years he had presided over the destinies of the village of IMunkett: but now<br />
he was going upward. His dreams would at last be realized—he would run<br />
lor Congress. With such an enviable reputation his election would be<br />
assured. With these pleasant thoughts in his mind he reached his dwelling<br />
and was soon peacefully slumbering, and snoring occasionally as even<br />
a clever man may.<br />
-.= ••• * « : . • * * * * « * *<br />
"James I. Pierce, you are under arrest!"<br />
It was Tuesday morning, and Pierce and |tilia had strolled into the<br />
village store for the neat little package that always arrived on the S:40<br />
train. Receiving the package from the Postmaster. Pierce was placing it<br />
carefully in his pocket when these words reached his ears. At the same<br />
moment he felt a heavy hand on his shoiildcr: and in a twinkling, much to<br />
his surprise, he found himself securely handcuffed and the package taken<br />
from him.<br />
"You can explain later." said one of I'ierce's captors as he eagerly cut<br />
the string from the package.<br />
Amazement showed itself in every line of Pierce's lace; but he was<br />
helpless to do anything. Deftly the wrapping was removed from the<br />
package and a dainty cardboard box disclosed. Henry Jenkins congratulated<br />
himself on his shrewdness, and waited for the prize now so near io<br />
him.<br />
Several lasers of waxed paper enclosed a neat package, tightly wrapped<br />
in tinfoil. Excitement grew intense and heads craned forward to see the<br />
contents. After what seemed to the curious group of spectators an unending<br />
suspense, the contents was revealed—there, at last—a small cake "'*<br />
yeast.<br />
"Stung!" ejaculated the detective inelegantly. Glaring he turned to<br />
the (lumff)unded Jenkins.<br />
Henry Jenkins was bewildered, to put it mildly, but the threatening<br />
looks of the detectives moved him from his stupor and he began to explain<br />
the muddled situation.<br />
With profound apologies the handcuffs were removed from the captive's<br />
wrists. Sternly he demanded an explanation of the sudden attack.<br />
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<strong>The</strong> officers proved themselves to be thorough gentlemen and Pierce soon<br />
cooled down, when he heard their story of how Jenkins's suspicions had<br />
!eil them to place him under arrest. Notwithstanding the annoyance that<br />
had been caused. Pierce and Julia at once grasped the humorous side of<br />
the affair. Laughingly they told the detectives that Mrs. Benton had been<br />
unable to persuade their cook to join them at Flunkett until she should be<br />
assured of receiving fresh yeast from the city each day. Pierce, who was<br />
a member f a wholesale grocery firm, had directed that the fresh yeast<br />
be mailed each day from the factory, and his orders were being carried<br />
. ii to the satisfaction of the fastidious cook of the P.enton household.<br />
<strong>The</strong> mystery of the robbery of the Mubert jewelry store has passed<br />
into rt.-o.Hl a> an unsolved problem, and Henry Jenkins's ambition to hold<br />
a seat in Congress has never been realized. <strong>The</strong> master mind had failed.<br />
His fame did >pi\-ad temporarily, but not in the direction he had hoped<br />
fur. and he always avoided reference to his brief career as a sleuth.<br />
Diamond I'.rand Yeast i< a household term nowadays, but aside from<br />
Mr. and Mrs. James J. Pierce, few people have ever known that these<br />
events suggested the name that is so familiar to us all.<br />
(ii:oKia-: l'>. MCM.MIOX. June '15.<br />
Arthur I'.n.wu was down ar. 1 out. Although still in the prime of life,<br />
—he was not more than thirty-live years of age.—and although possessed<br />
of good bodily health and a lairlv good head, together with a good education,<br />
he lacked the determination, the firmness of purpose, and the physical<br />
and moral courage necessary to make a success of life.<br />
lie was himself not entirely unaware of his own deficiencies. On the<br />
contrary, he reproached himself rather strongly for his weakness and his<br />
cowardice. I'.laming his want of success on these faults and despising himself<br />
as their possessor, lie accomplished all that was required to make himself<br />
a total failure, engendering a chronic condition of despondency that<br />
threatened to destroy whatever vestige of manhood was left to him.<br />
lie had been for several years in the employ of a wholesale mercantile<br />
house, with only slow ami infrequent promotions. And he had time after<br />
time seen younger employees, with no greater ability or experience than he<br />
possessed, but alway> with more energy and r-ell-assertivencss, promoted<br />
over his head. Finally when a temporan. business depression had rendered<br />
necessary a decrease in his employer's pay roll, he was selected as<br />
one of the men to go. This same business depression made it difficult (and<br />
to him it seemed even impossible) to obtain new employment.<br />
He felt that his discharge was undeserved, in view of his long and<br />
il)<br />
J<br />
I<br />
faithful;" Service,':<br />
some measure'to<br />
he had once had<br />
<strong>The</strong>se suspicion!<br />
hate and a "desii<br />
happy.<br />
As already :<br />
doing the work t<br />
of the hardships<br />
life which playec<br />
After a lian<br />
ceeded to his lo<br />
events of the p;<br />
his dismissal. S<br />
to satisfy his re<br />
fear of the result<br />
death immediate<br />
an obstacle. He<br />
pose, and tempo<br />
flection that he<br />
With this tli<br />
Here he secured<br />
He then hurried<br />
to get there bef<br />
counter with hi<br />
workers as possi<br />
As he walkc<br />
attention was ai<br />
crowded street a<br />
Looking up,<br />
middle of the sti<br />
ing little girl of<br />
nothing could si<br />
overturned by c<<br />
Instantly it<br />
lent opportunity<br />
world, and at tl<br />
stances, Brown '<br />
but, in this insts<br />
he had never the<br />
ment displaced 1<br />
moment. With i<br />
head. He grasp<br />
after dragging hi<br />
of the deed and
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faithful service, and entertained strong suspicions that it bad been due in<br />
some measure to the enmity of Henry Jones, a fellow employee with whom<br />
he had once had as serious a hostility as his own cowardice would permit.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se suspicions only served to tinge his despondency with feelings of<br />
hate and a desire for revenge, that rendered him more dejected and unhappy.<br />
As already stated, he was a man of some brains, and well capable of<br />
doing the work to which he had been accustomed. But, having had a taste<br />
of the hardships of the world, he lacked the courage to face, any longer the<br />
life which played him so many trials and gave so little enjoyment.<br />
After a hard and fruitless day's search for employment, l'.rowu proceeded<br />
to his lodging, there to end it all. He reviewed in his mind the<br />
events of the past fortnight and the suspected connection of Jones with<br />
his dismissal. Suddenly the thought occurred to him to make (me attempt<br />
to satisfy his revenge, by thrashing Jones within an inch of his life. Xo<br />
fear of the results of an action can deter a man who had determined on his<br />
death immediately after: and his want of courage therefore was no longer<br />
an obstacle, lie determined to postpone his suicide an hour fur this purpose,<br />
and temporarily he felt a sense of relief and exhilaration in the rellection<br />
that lie would not die entirely unavenged.<br />
With this thought uppermost in his mind, he continued his way home.<br />
Here be secured the revolver destined for use after his meeting with Jones.<br />
He then hurried in the direction of bis old place of employment, in order<br />
to get there before the closing of business hours and accomplish his encounter<br />
with his enemy in the presence of as many of his old fellow<br />
workers as possible.<br />
As he walked quickly along, meditating upon his proposed action, his<br />
attention was aroused by a sudden excitement among the people in the<br />
crowded street and by loud shouts of warning.<br />
Looking up. he saw a large and spirited horse charging down the<br />
middle of the street. Tn the light buggy behind was a frightened, screamintr<br />
little "irl of not more than seven or eight vears. <strong>The</strong> horse ran as if<br />
nothing could stop it. and the buggy was in imminent danger of being<br />
overturned by collision in that crowded thoroughfare.<br />
Instantly it flashed upon the mind of P.rown that here was an excellent<br />
opportunity to rid himself of his troubles and the hardships of this<br />
world, and at the same time perform a service. Under ordinary circumstances.<br />
I'.rown would not have had the courage to think of such a deed;<br />
but. in this instance, his desperation lent him a reckless bravery of which<br />
be had never thought himself capable. <strong>The</strong> sudden inspiration of the moment<br />
displaced his thought of revenge: be forgot al' about Jones for the<br />
moment. With heedless courage, he made a well timed leap at the horse's<br />
bead. He grasped the reins and did not release his grip until the horse,<br />
after dragging him fullv thirty feet, came to a dead stop. In the excitement<br />
of the deed and the effort it involved. P.rown forgot for the moment his<br />
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despair and his desire to die. <strong>The</strong> human instinct of self-preservation asserted<br />
itself, so that he strove with all his might to avoid the hoofs of the<br />
horse. Consequently, when the friends of the child arrived, not only were<br />
they overjoyed to find her safe and sound, but they were also relieved to find<br />
her rescuer still alive, though unconscious.<br />
* * * * * * * * * * * *<br />
When I'.mwn came ti» his senses again, he found himself in bed in a<br />
stvlishlv fitted room. A middle-aged man sat near by. reading the newspaper.<br />
Observing l'.rown's awakening, for which he was evidently watching,<br />
he came over to the bed and introduced himself as Mr. Monty, the<br />
father of the little girl whose life had been saved. lie showered upon<br />
Mrown expressions of praise and gratitude for his heroic act. <strong>The</strong>n he<br />
told how he had brought the rescuer home, stunned and badly wounded,<br />
in order that he might, by personal attention, repay in some measure the<br />
debt lie owed. And he expressed the hope that Mrown would accept the<br />
hospitality offered with a grateful heart.<br />
Mr«>wn required no urging to accept this invitation. lie remained in<br />
Mr. Month's house fur a fortnight. During this time he received every<br />
care and attention that kindness and gratitude could suggest. As the<br />
time approached for his departure, his old despondency began to assert<br />
itself again, and with it came reminders of his intended suicide.<br />
Mr. Monty, his host, could not help but observe lirmvn's moody condition.<br />
As s 1 as he thought he could do so with propriety, he induced<br />
Mrown t" talk about himself and his troubles. <strong>The</strong> result was that Mrown<br />
finally confided to his new friend a full history of his career, not omitting<br />
his plans for his own destruction. Mr. Monty was a practical man of affairs,<br />
and was quick to discern in Mrown a good though weak man. whose<br />
weakness lay largely in lack of self-confidence. Me made to Mrown the<br />
ofter iif an opening in his employment at a wage greater than the one he<br />
had lost.<br />
Ft is needless, of course, to say that Mrown accepted the offer. Mut it<br />
is perhaps necessary to add that, although the offer was largely the result<br />
of gratitude and a sense of obligation
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A moiitlily. published by the .Students of <strong>Lowell</strong> Hi«jh School.<br />
EDITORIAL STAFF.<br />
IOLA G. R1KSS. '\i. Editor.<br />
ROI'.HKT I'.HRXSTHIX, "14. Associate. VICTOR GALVIN, "14. Assistant.<br />
Departments.<br />
GHORGK IlliOWX, 'U. School Notes.<br />
MKI.VII.LH KACFMANN. "1.1. Orj-anizntioiis.<br />
CUI-TYCK XHVIX. "14, Organizations.<br />
PINO 1.1 IT!. '14. Organization?.<br />
ANITA VHNKHR. '14. KxclianRes.<br />
WILLIAM BHXDHR. "14. Athletics.<br />
HOWARD WAGKNHR. '14. Athletics.<br />
GRHGOKY HARRISON. "14. Al-.imni.<br />
POROTIIY I.o MAY. •!.•?. Girls 1 Athletics<br />
ALLISON RHY.MAX. 'U. Jokes.<br />
KI.HAXOR MATHHWS. '13. Art.<br />
I"RANK P.LAISDHLL, '14. Art.<br />
CARL SAWVHLL, '16. Art.<br />
BUSINESS STAFF.<br />
VICTOR L. FURTH. '14. Manager.<br />
HSMOND SCIIAIMRO. '14. Associate.<br />
Assistants.<br />
I-. AKIN I.KAVY. '14. DAN1HL STONH. '14.<br />
eilAUI.H.S \ViqNSHHNK. '14. __ HUP.KRT I.LOYO, '15.<br />
If vnti want ;m estimate of your neighbor's l)reedini, r watch !iis actions<br />
ilurin.u a lecture. Courtesy displays itself at a public jjatherinjj: discinirtesv<br />
bctravs itself.—as we saw at the assemblage Friday afternoon. ()ct. 31.<br />
in the Auditorium. Rumor had told us that we were to }jct out of the<br />
Sth period recitation: most of us clapped Rumor on the back to show our<br />
joViius approval. At 2 o'clock we Hocked to tlie Auditorium to see pictures<br />
of the Canal Zone and of the coming Fair, and to hear explanatory comments<br />
bv tlic lecturer. Mr. Levy. <strong>The</strong> lecture was one of entertainment<br />
.•».s well as of instruction.<br />
Three o'clock came and with it a jjeneral disturbance. From here<br />
and there students rose and left. <strong>The</strong>se first ones probably had unavoidable<br />
engagements. <strong>The</strong>n at intervals others played the ^anic. '•follow the<br />
leader." At the lecturer's perhaps tactless request that all leave at once<br />
who did not desire to remain, the aisles were promptly and discourteously<br />
tilled. <strong>The</strong> person who was most tickled at jjettinif out of Sth period<br />
recitation, didn't care for a 'Jth period, even though the subject was inter-<br />
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•^'T'^'W^'^^-^'W^'S^^S^^i:^^^^?-<br />
csting and educating. It is reasonable to suppose that a few had ample<br />
excuse. But all were not bound for the "dentist's" or "the Emporium<br />
waiting-room."<br />
Another comment.—as one faculty member said: "Young men ought<br />
to be able to leave each other's heads alone at a public meeting." Those<br />
vicious jabs and punches and hair-pulling contests can be postponed to<br />
some appropriate time and place. Rough-housing may mark a fellow's<br />
pugilistic abilities, but not his good breeding. And it isn't exactly inspiring<br />
t a speaker to address a crowd of prize-fighters in action. <strong>The</strong> school's<br />
conduct in general toward the lecturer reminds one of the little boy's<br />
query to his lather's visitor. "Ain't yuh goin' home pretty soon?"<br />
Of course, such things have happened elsewhere. Hut that doesn't<br />
mean they should continue. When attending the next affair, break away<br />
from this rude, inappreciative attitude, even if you seem alone in your<br />
effort. Everybody admits that you have a spine: demonstrate to the<br />
Missoiirian that you have backbone also.<br />
Confetti is most conspicuous n certain carnival occasions. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
everybody sees in these gay little vari-colored bits of paper an alluring<br />
chance lo make somebody else uncomfortable. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
THAT CARNIVAL some one. supposed to be grown up. tears off his<br />
CONFETTI. mask, and betrays his ever-present desire for fun.<br />
And a symbol of this carnival spirit is confetti.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re arc many, however, who seem to forget that confetti—like holiday<br />
clothes—i> not for every-day use. With a conscientious alacrity not<br />
maniiV»t in more academic pursuits, thev waste precious moments tediously,<br />
patiently tearing into small bits all papers of offensive proportions. Some<br />
times gleefully, sometimes indifferently, they stuff the inkwells, scatter<br />
the bits over desks and upon floors, in fact, in every place which gravity<br />
does not insist shall be vacated. If a student be so indiscreet as to remain<br />
away for a week, he will, mi his return, find it necessary to upturn several<br />
inches of debris to find bis books. With a shovel and a broom and the<br />
patience of an ant. he is able to make order out of chaos.—and his thoughts<br />
are not charitable during the task. Of course, he likes confetti, real pink<br />
and blue and green confetti: but he doesn't appreciate the other—the homemade<br />
kind.<br />
—and don't sneak up on the other fellow. If he's ahead, stay behind,<br />
lie got there first: you got there last. Perhaps he has waited ten minutes<br />
already: you haven't waited one. If you sneak ahead of him—<br />
GET IN "sneak" is the word most appropriate to the case—you extend<br />
LINE! his wait longer. You get your lunch in two minutes: he in<br />
fifteen. lie's "an old stick": you're "the personal pronoun T."<br />
He "a good old stick" yourself, dive your neighbor a square deal and he'll<br />
not round the corners off. Make the next fellow do the same. If he won't,<br />
let him know you know he's dishonorable, lie will soon feel it and change<br />
his mind.—and teacher and fellow-student sentinels will not be necessarv.<br />
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<strong>The</strong>re is a runvj<br />
going to give a conc<<br />
of this sort have not<br />
worked students neci<br />
At the IndividiK<br />
California in the Lov<br />
was chosen best spe;<br />
undoubtedly now r<br />
interesting, full of "|<br />
attended. It is a s
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<strong>The</strong>re is a rumor abroad that the combined musical organizations are<br />
li'.'inij to j^ive a concert on November 20. This is pleasant news, for altairs<br />
• if this sort have not livened our little community for some time, and hardworked<br />
students need cheering sometimes.<br />
At the Individual Speakinjj Contest, held by the Debating League of<br />
California in the <strong>Lowell</strong> Auditorium. October 4. Kouel 1'. Snider. Dec. '13.<br />
was chosen best speaker, lie was presented with a beautiful cup. which<br />
undoubtedly now rests on the mantelpiece at home. <strong>The</strong> contest was very<br />
interesting, full of "pep." as the expression fjoes. but very lew I.owellites<br />
attended. It is a sorry fact that only here and there anionj,' the crowd<br />
could familiar faces be seen.<br />
As a side issue, we would like to comment with praise upon llumbolilt<br />
Kvcninj,' High's splendid rooting section. It was thrilling to listen<br />
tii tile suirdv voices, rinjiin.if out with pride in their school, with hope in<br />
their representatives of (hat nij,'ht. and with strength to support both.<br />
And it showed that they have learned to appreciate a brain-and-loiijjue<br />
contest, as well as a list-and-foot combat.<br />
lune '14 held its picnic on Mt. Tamalpais on Tuesday, Octuber 7. <strong>The</strong><br />
I r old ben,' has to endure many discomforts. I'm the members insist<br />
that lln-v had a yood time anyway. Thanks are yiven to Mr. and Mrs.<br />
(iarton. who acted as chaperons.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Kxeeutive Committee has elected Mary Lycette Girls" I'.asketball<br />
Manager, vice Margaret Yolkmanu. who has jjone to Sacramento.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Dec. 13 class has elected K. I'. Snider valedictorian ard f'.eo.<br />
I'.rown class historian for the commencement day exercises. (Puzzle:<br />
Why is the graduate's last day called his ••commence"-ment day? Isn't<br />
it reallv his "tinisir'-inent'')<br />
<strong>The</strong> lune "15 class are ; .ijive their dance on November 15 at the California<br />
Club. This is the first school dance to be iriven this term, and enthusiastic<br />
members tell us that it will be as "irrand" as a Senior Dance.<br />
Of curse, there will be a wild scramble for bids.<br />
<strong>The</strong> I). I.. C. Convention was held at I.owell on Saturday. November 1.<br />
A banquet was served in the school cafeteria, and. incidentally, matters of<br />
importance were discussed. <strong>The</strong>re were fourteen delegates representing<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong>'s Debating Society.<br />
One Wcdnesdav afternoon, when the Students' Affairs Committee nvt<br />
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in Room 207, the key was unwittingly left in the lock outside the door.<br />
Some "cheerful idiot." probably having in mind our plea of last month.<br />
"Please do something exciting," turned the key and calmly walked off..<br />
<strong>The</strong> hell rang for the next period and the meeting adjourned; but. alas, the<br />
door was locked! After many moments of deep consideration and excited<br />
declamation, one quick-witted member spied the tire-escape, and this means<br />
of exit was resorted to. (We generously suspect no one. Uut Sherlock<br />
Holmes informs us that ur austere P.usiness Manager was seen in the<br />
vicinity about the time of the occurrence.)<br />
Nominations for I.. II. S. S. A. officers must be in by November IS.<br />
Klections will be held November 25. Alas, "the old must give place to<br />
the new."<br />
It is our policy to mention the coming Senior Dance in every issue,<br />
to impress upon slow minds the importance o' the event. <strong>The</strong> added information<br />
is: <strong>The</strong> dance will be given on the evening of December 19.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee has appointed \V. Meiuzer Class Representative<br />
lor I line "U>. vice Robert Don.<br />
<strong>The</strong> I' r esl)meii have a baseball league at noontimes, and at present<br />
Ro.nn 1H5 has the pennant cinch'.d. ' >ne may sec the future "Jacksons."<br />
"Mathewsoiis" and "Chases" in action any lunch period. "Lefty Louis"<br />
i'.ergna is the leading pitcher of the league.<br />
We have seen queer notices, but this takes the prize: "<strong>The</strong> boys will<br />
kindly not kill the honey-bees which arc around the school, as they are<br />
from the I'.iolo^y Laboratory." Now. if one should maliciously and intentionally<br />
sting you. how are you going to tell whether it is one of the petted<br />
inmate* of the Laboratory, or merely a wandering vagabond. Anyway.<br />
"Revenge is sweet." whatever class of bee society it m.iv belong to.<br />
June 14 is pelting up another edition of its class paper. "<strong>The</strong> Lvre."<br />
Dili" I.ippi is the editor of "<strong>The</strong> Lyre."<br />
< hir sonnet-writer of last month spells his name with a "u." thus<br />
making it I'urlaud. not Holland as printed.<br />
Dec. '13 contemplates giving a farewell banquet to the faculty in the<br />
latter part, of the mouth.<br />
<strong>The</strong> business Staff reports a profit of $55 on the
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READING CLUB.<br />
Month after month the Reading Club continues with its regular meetings<br />
>«i Wednesday afternoons, with perhaps an entertaimnent such as was given<br />
!;IM month, or a play scattered through the year. <strong>The</strong> scope of the Club is a<br />
wide one. and therefore the programs are always interesting. Since its {urination,<br />
selections have been read from almost all the great "humorous and otherwise"<br />
writers of modern times. All the meetings are livened by Mime kind<br />
"f humor—no reference to our President Art. Lucas is intended.<br />
Take, for example, that great entertainment which the organization gave<br />
!;i>! month. Surely you all attended: you had no excuse, unless it was that<br />
!i'iine-made candy. Well, the entertainment was opened by a farce entitled.<br />
"Mis> Civilization." Miss (iraniclier. as the quick-witted heroine, certainly bafi'ud<br />
those thieves—(Iregory Harrison, of the fiery hair: Akin Leavv. with his<br />
ii;«;ar: and Wilson Meyer, who always wanted to use his burglarious abilities in<br />
finding something to eat. <strong>The</strong> play > as brought to a luting climax by the<br />
entranee of "I'ete" Calvin, .sergeant, with his band of bluecoats.<br />
When the excitement was over, and the desperate three safely captured.<br />
Mi>< (ialloway soothe'' our over-wrought nerves with a song. <strong>The</strong>n the mysterious<br />
MX played. <strong>The</strong> entertainment was closed by the auction of the posters.<br />
Nut" ->ed. about that auction. See Aurel llerz.og.<br />
< )\ving to the fact that two vacations interrupted, only two regular meetings<br />
were held. At one of these. Mel Kaufmann read a very humorous seieetion,<br />
"While <strong>The</strong>y Waited for the Automobile to Stop." Miss Richardson<br />
then gave a recitation. "When Molly Was Courted."<br />
• 'nly one piece was read at the other meet'ng: "Lrias < ireene and His<br />
Flying Machine" was read by Miss Yenkcr. Let me but repeat: Everybody is<br />
cordially welcome to come up to Room 217 any Wednesday and listen to the<br />
programs.<br />
THE DEBATING SOCIETY.<br />
It is well, at times, lor us to survey the activity of the Debating Society<br />
in the past, to review its victories for <strong>Lowell</strong>, so that you may become<br />
an earnest advocate, even if w\ a participant, of debating as a live activity<br />
at <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
A "long, long time ago"—before athletics were so potent a factor in<br />
hisjh schools—debating was looked upon as a splendid school activity and<br />
heartily supported. Hut with the rise of football and baseball, school spirit<br />
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for debating waned and it came to be looked upon as a secondary or minor<br />
activity. In spite of these discouragements, the <strong>Lowell</strong> teams have many<br />
championships to their record, and have returned time and time again with<br />
cups won for <strong>Lowell</strong>. Surely such teams are worthy of your support.<br />
Surely it is not asking too much of you non-members to turn out about<br />
three times a year to support debating. Surely you cannot deny that these<br />
teams—as well as any others—should have the strength of your wholehearted<br />
"Eee-rah-rah." when you know that in the past five years, four<br />
Carnot medalists were <strong>Lowell</strong> graduates!<br />
Again last mouth <strong>Lowell</strong> distinguished itself in this field. <strong>The</strong> attendance<br />
from <strong>Lowell</strong> was surprisingly low. especially since the contest<br />
was held in mir own auditorium. Every other city Hgh school participating<br />
was better represented than we. Nevertheless. Rotiel P. Snider<br />
won the honors of the evening and a splendid cup. beiu judged the best<br />
individual speaker on "<strong>The</strong> best method of securing permanent peace in<br />
Mexico."<br />
<strong>The</strong> Society meetings for the past month have been of much interest.<br />
<strong>The</strong> question for th«: "big" team tryout was on the Single Tax, and we<br />
now have Art. Lucas. I lerringtoii. K. P. Snider and Akin Leavy to look to<br />
fur another winning team. <strong>The</strong>n a Declamation contest was held, and the<br />
two members chosen to represent <strong>Lowell</strong> at the I.e:igue contest were Snider<br />
and Schli>ss. <strong>The</strong>n a •'.second" team has been chosen to debate P>erkelcy<br />
Ili'^li. Numerous other affairs are promised which should arouse the enthusiasm<br />
of the school.<br />
BOYS' GLEE CLUB.<br />
We hope that the I'.ovs" < Ilee Club will be recompensed for its three months<br />
of hard, conscientious practice, by the good results of the concert mentioned in<br />
ia-t month's I.OWKI.I.. You will 1101 have to wait two months for this concert.<br />
a< was previously expected, since arrangements have been made to hold the<br />
hannonjiiiiN meeting on Thursday afternoon. November 20. in the school Auditorium.<br />
It i> very likely that the (lids' ami Hoys' (Ilees as well as the Orchestra<br />
will join hand.- to make the occasion a special s;icee.-s for the Musical Organizations<br />
of <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
<strong>The</strong> boys intend to make it the best concert in which they have ever participated<br />
and are anxious to have it a financial success for the school. To do<br />
thi- the support of every member f the Student Association is needed. <strong>The</strong><br />
members who are to mke pan promise you that you will not begrudge the entrance<br />
tee. I'.ut if "Music hath no charm for thee." you can at least spend the<br />
small admission sum. for your contribution will go to help the school. lieside<br />
(let's whisper in. Mr. Morton has a happy surprise for all those who buv<br />
tickets.<br />
THE CAMERA CLUB.<br />
At the regular meetings of the Camera Club little has been accomplished<br />
during the past month. I'.m the Dark Room has been in constant use and the<br />
members have turned out .-one very good pictures.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Club has decided to increase the Librarian's duties. That official is<br />
IS<br />
$?<br />
charged in the^futur<br />
the camera will rel?i<br />
<strong>The</strong> Club isiiljs<<br />
and judging from t<br />
the followers of the<br />
motion to buy pins<br />
President Breyi<br />
points of making a<br />
the school pictures'<br />
photographer's potnl<br />
Whether to ha<br />
causing heated argti<br />
Despite the fac<br />
are pleased to rcpo<br />
bership is greatly<br />
bonisi is yet lackinj<br />
for several more ir<br />
talented Freshmen<br />
rying a big bass-vi<br />
appeared.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re are mar<br />
ready been fulfilled<br />
1 louse" for a big<br />
cisco organization,<br />
that they did hear<br />
For a while di<br />
each other up hills<br />
lint thanks to Dai<br />
to stay.<br />
Attendance lat<br />
and the warblers i<br />
ditioi; to what can<br />
joyment gotten fr<<br />
meetings. <strong>The</strong> gi<br />
together better th:<br />
participation in co:<br />
getting in good tr<br />
Last month, \<br />
and left the deeptor<br />
we are not u:<br />
the parts.
THE LOWELL . >^<br />
ci.arged in the future with the keeping of a Photographic Scrap l?ook in which<br />
the camera will relate the current events of the school: •''' "<br />
<strong>The</strong> Club is discussing the advisability cf holding another outing this term,<br />
and judging from the past delightful ones, this should be good news to all<br />
the followers uf the Camera Club. Besides this, the Club has passed upon a<br />
motion to buy pins for the Club members.<br />
President l.'.reyman gave a lecture in which he made clear the difficult<br />
points of making a lantern shade by the contact method. A review of all<br />
the school pictures taken was made and criticisms were passed from the<br />
photographer's point of view.<br />
Whether to have a final entertainment for this term, has been a topic<br />
cau>iiig heated argument, and as yet the Club has come to no definite decision.<br />
THE ORCHESTRA.<br />
De>pitc the fact that the Orchestra is without a paid leader this term, we<br />
are pleased to report remarkable progress in that organization. <strong>The</strong>ir member-hip<br />
is greatly increased and much talent is being discovered. A trombonist<br />
is yet lacking to make their number complete, while there is still room<br />
lor >everal more instruments of nearly every type. It was hoped that a few<br />
talented Fre>hmen would appear in Room 205 some Thursday afternoon, carrying<br />
a big bass-viol or another instrument as scarce, but as yet none have<br />
appeared.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re are many dales on the calendar to be taken up. Several have already<br />
been fulfilled, among which was an engagement to play the "German<br />
I louse" for a big banquet and social evening, given by a prominent San Franci-co<br />
organization. Here thi. Orchestra bad a special table, and it is reported<br />
that they did hearty justice to the banquet.<br />
GIRLS' GLEE CLUB.<br />
I-"or a while during the last month the joys and glooms have been chasing<br />
each other up hills of hope and down valleys of despair, at the Girls' Glee Club.<br />
I'.ut thanks to Dame Fortune, the joys are now uppermost and are. we hope,<br />
to stay.<br />
Attendance lately has been greatly strengthened, new music has arrived,<br />
ami the warblers can be heard at full blast every Monday afternoon. In addition<br />
to what can be heard from without, is the merriment within. An enjoyment<br />
gotten from the music, besides continuous exuberant fun marks the<br />
meetings. <strong>The</strong> girls and director are now well acquainted and able to work<br />
together better than at first. A shining goal in the distance, in the shape of<br />
participation in concerts, is an added incentive to go to work. So the Club is<br />
getting in good trim.<br />
Last month, when our songsters all flocked to the ranks of the sopranos<br />
and left the deep-voiced altos deserted, a tryout was held. An ordeal it was,<br />
lor we are not used to such proceedings. It resulted, however, in evening<br />
the parts.<br />
IN MEMORIAM<br />
WILLIAM S. NEWBAUER, JUNE '10
FOOTBALL.<br />
VvTISE.<br />
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Tile football team has played five games since<br />
the la-t publication and has lost but one of these.<br />
Three of the contests were league matches and<br />
the other two were practice games with the Xapa<br />
Nigh School and Tamalpais Military Academy.<br />
<strong>The</strong>-e team- the <strong>Lowell</strong> Rugger- slowed away without much difficulty. At the<br />
St. Ignatius Stadium. <strong>Lowell</strong> downed Mission after a hard struggle, and also<br />
the team ..f the Si. Ignaliu- High School.<br />
Hut in Lick t!:< I.owllV foothall hopes struck a snag, and the team<br />
met defeat at her hand-. <strong>Lowell</strong> was leading by a single point in the<br />
middle of the -ecoiid half, when the Lick players were awarded a free kick<br />
on a verv ilubioii> decision, and this won the game for them. This lowered<br />
the I.owi-ll standing to second place, with Lick: while Cogswell leads the<br />
League without a defeat. ( >u Saturday. November 1. the team was<br />
scheduled to meet Cogswell in what would have been the most important<br />
game of the Sub-League. Inn on account of rain ii was postponed. At<br />
tlii— writing the date ha- not been set. If <strong>Lowell</strong> wins this match <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
Lick and Cogswell will have to play off a triple lie to decide the championship,<br />
while if Cogswell wins, the h"Uoi> go to her.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second t-.-am has played three games under tht captaincy of Leon<br />
Schocnfeld and has won all three.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Coi inieicial High School first team was trimmed by a score of 11<br />
to 0 at the St.'djum on September 17. Next, the second squad traveled to<br />
P.e!-ii"nt and defeated the Helmont second team Ruggers, n to 0. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
the first team of I lay wards High School was handed a large round zero.<br />
..bile our second string play-.-r- annexed nine points.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first team game- in detail:<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 6, Mission 3.<br />
On Saturday morning. September _'/. the <strong>Lowell</strong> football team defeated<br />
Minion in our second A. A. I., game, and accomplished a feat that no <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
Rugby team ha- d..iie -ince pill", the year in which the city high schools<br />
adopted Rugby fo,,tb.dl. In tha' year <strong>Lowell</strong> defeated the wearer- of the pink<br />
and green by a -core of \2 to (t. <strong>The</strong> following year the Missionites overwhelmed<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> in the final game of ihe Sub-League to the tune of 3r to 3.<br />
La.-l year the two team- fought to a .- to 5 tie. Tin- year we beat them, n to 3.<br />
We now have our old rival'.- •"goat" in every activity.<br />
Mission kicked "IT and the players of both teams started with a will that<br />
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they maintained throtl<br />
tests of the local Sin]<br />
was the object of the<br />
they did their best tc<br />
ball'.<br />
It was well aloh.sl<br />
the <strong>Lowell</strong> left wing. '<br />
trv, which Knight f.il<br />
half, although the bal|<br />
<strong>The</strong> Missionites<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> team on the
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THE LOWELL<br />
they maintained throughout the game, making it one of hardest fought contents<br />
of the local Sub-League this season. It soon became apparent that it<br />
\v:i«i the object of the Mission team to confine the play to the forwards, and<br />
they did their best to keep the <strong>Lowell</strong> backs from getting their hands on the<br />
ball'.<br />
It was well along in the first halt before a score was made, when Hawks,<br />
the <strong>Lowell</strong> left wing, secured the ball and (lodged his way over 40 yards for a<br />
try. which Knight failed to convert. <strong>The</strong>re was no more scoring in the first<br />
half, although the ball was often rushed into dangerous territory by each team.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Mi»innite> started the second half with a rush and soon had the<br />
LowI'ii team on the defensive. After ten minutes of vain attack, the Mission<br />
live-eighths got away and. tackled an instant too late, managed to roll over<br />
tin <strong>Lowell</strong> line for a try. Although directly before the goal, the Mission kicker<br />
:ui-»cd his conversion, and the score stood 3 to 3.<br />
After the drop-out the Missionites brought the ball back and began to<br />
hammer at the <strong>Lowell</strong> defense again. It was several minutes before the bali<br />
u;i- kicked out of danger, and during that period the wearers of the pink and<br />
green were on tile verge of scoring several times. ( )nly the hard tight put up<br />
by the <strong>Lowell</strong> forwards prevented another >core. <strong>The</strong>n ramc our team's chance<br />
to furce the pace, and it lost no time in getting the ball to the opponents' liveyard<br />
line by a series of kick> and dribbling rushes. A scrum was called there<br />
and the <strong>Lowell</strong> forwards secured the ball and wheeled, taking the ball over<br />
tin- line with them, where Knight and Lewin fell on it. ami Mission was beaten<br />
.si her own game. <strong>The</strong> attempt to convert, although from an easy angle, again<br />
failed.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> line-up:<br />
Forwards—Grieb. Wilson. Turkington. Carr. I'.ertheau. Osborne. lierndt.<br />
knight. Lewin.<br />
Macks— Hawks. Lender. Katten, Conrado. Flvnn. Borland. Selvage. Kehrlein.<br />
Robinson. < ieoppert.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 6, St. Ignatius 0.<br />
i in the following Tuesday. September 30. the squad took the measure of<br />
tiie St. Ignatius ruggers to the tune of '• to 0 in a loosely played contest, and<br />
thi rchy avenged the 5 to 0 defeat administered by the Catholic players in a<br />
-pring practice game. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> team was off its form, due to the Mrenu-<br />
"ii> contest of a few days previous, but nevertheless outclassed its scrappy<br />
opponents, and would have run up a larger score inn for inopportune fumbles<br />
and penalties.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> kicked off and her superiority soon became apparent, even though<br />
no -core was forthcoming immediately. Toward the end ol the half, however.<br />
Herb Wilson broke through a line-out on the l.gnatians' fifteen-yard line and<br />
-O'red before the opposition could down him. Knight missed a difficult goal<br />
uhen the ball fell short by a few feet.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second half was much the same as the first, and the backs lo>t several<br />
gulden opportunities, to score by ; ne\ciwible fumbles. Joe I'lvnn. at right<br />
A ing. managed to get over the line IA :'• re the end of the game by a wellexecuted<br />
run. and again Knight narrowly missed a difficult conversion.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
Tlie <strong>Lowell</strong> team:<br />
Forwards—Uertheau. Osborne. Sample, Knight. Grieb, Bcrndt. Turkington,<br />
Wilson, Carr, Emery, Rivers. Lcwin.<br />
Backs—Katten. Flynn. Hawks. Selvage. Conrado. Crawford. Mender, Borland.<br />
Kchrlcin. <strong>Lowell</strong> 3, Napa 0.<br />
Tlie squad invaded Xapa on Saturday. October 4, and returned victorious<br />
by a 3 to 0 score. <strong>The</strong> team was greatly weakened by the absence of Hawks<br />
and Flynn. who were unable to make the trip. <strong>The</strong> result of the game gave a<br />
good chance for comparison with the Cogswell team, which the Xapa ruggers<br />
decisively beat earlier in the season. 11 to 3.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong>'s try came sunn alter the start of the game, when the forwards<br />
got tin- ball inn t" Katun in the vicinity of Xapa's twenty-five-yard line. He<br />
pa.-sed to Conrad", who in turn passed to 1 Sender, and the ball went from the<br />
latter to Crawford at ci-iUer three-«|iiarters. who dashed over the line. <strong>The</strong><br />
attempt at the goal failed.<br />
Although unable to -core again, the <strong>Lowell</strong> team had the advantage<br />
throughout the entire v;ame. and only 'wice was the <strong>Lowell</strong> line in real danger.<br />
Knight tried a kick at goal from placement in the middle of the field during<br />
the l"ir~t half. <strong>The</strong> attempt fell ,-hort by only a lew feet, although a strong<br />
wind was blowing.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> team:<br />
Forward*—llerthcau. ( )>l>orne. Knight. (Irieb. Hermit. Turkington. Carr.<br />
< "leopperi. I )i.n. Kmerv.<br />
Mack-—llorlaud. Kehrlein. Mender. Conrado, Crawford. Wilson. Selvage.<br />
katten. , ,, _<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 18. Tamalpais 3.<br />
A week later, on Saturday. October 11. the <strong>Lowell</strong> ruggers played the<br />
'I an.alpai> Military Academy fifteen and meted out a decisive defeat by a score<br />
of IS to .V <strong>The</strong> place-kicking of Knight was the feature of this game, and<br />
not only did he convert all three tries, two of which were from verv difficult<br />
angle-, but al.-o placed the ball squarely between the posts from a place-kick<br />
on the Tamalpai.- fortv-fivc-vard line.<br />
<strong>The</strong> two teams played evenly during most of the first half, .nnd it was<br />
well toward the end when Turkington picked up the ball on the opponents'<br />
ten-yard line following a line- .. and sprinted over for a try. <strong>The</strong> Academy<br />
pla>ers came back with a ru-h and attacked the <strong>Lowell</strong> line eagerly but in<br />
vain, and the h.df ended with the ball in neutral territorv.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Academy team -tartcd the second half :<br />
Forwards-Osborne. IWtheau. Knight. Oriel). Don. Carr. Turkington,<br />
Wilson.<br />
Hacks—Lewin. Kehrlein. I'.orland. Hinder, Conrado. Selvage. Emery.<br />
Crawford.<br />
->•><br />
On Saturday, Oct<br />
and returned on the<br />
means decisive and it<br />
Lick's one, and outpla;<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> kicked offhalf<br />
with the honors ,<br />
matched and the Low<br />
ponents, while this wa<br />
back and five-eighths,<br />
ball out to Bender, w<br />
for the first score of<br />
difficult angle.<br />
Soon after the st;<br />
out of a scrum on Lo<br />
after a well-executed<br />
score was 5 to 3 in<br />
and soon after the fo<br />
<strong>The</strong> attempt at goal fs<br />
<strong>The</strong> next score c;<br />
line for a pass-forwa<br />
kicked, making the si<br />
several times threaten!<br />
with Lick two points<br />
<strong>The</strong> line-up:<br />
Forwards—Osbor<br />
Wil>oii. I'.erndt.<br />
I lacks—Conrado.<br />
Hawks. Flynn. Katten<br />
Now that the foo<br />
ening. <strong>The</strong> fellows<br />
figuring on the chani<br />
likely new players w<br />
Manager Schoefii<br />
panics. 1 lc 'S in con<br />
of ( lakdale. Stockton<br />
teams at For'. Maker.<br />
and other teams abo<br />
Nevada. V. M. C. A.<br />
-erie- and pay all e.\]<br />
thc.-e teams will furnihave<br />
mi superior, if tl<br />
An interdass sell<br />
way. Tile managers<br />
"ear I'uUire and the (<br />
|>ercent.ige basis and
THE LOWELL<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 6, Lick 8.<br />
On Saturday. October 18. <strong>Lowell</strong> met Lick in our fourth League contest<br />
and returned on the short end of an S to 6 score. <strong>The</strong> defeat was by no<br />
means decisive and it was a hard game to lose. <strong>Lowell</strong> scored two tries to<br />
Lick's one. and outplayed the Lick team, only to lose the game on a penalty.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> kicked olT and the two teams went almost to the end of the first<br />
half with the honors about even. <strong>The</strong> forwards of both teams were evenly<br />
matched and the <strong>Lowell</strong> backs showed themselves more speedy than their opponents,<br />
while this was evened up by accurate kicks to tmu.i by the Lick halfback<br />
and five-eighths. With a few minutes more to play. Kattcn passed the<br />
kill out to I Sender, who got away and outsprinted the Lick backs to the line<br />
for the ii.'.-t score of the game. <strong>The</strong> kick at goal failed from a somewhat<br />
difficult angle.<br />
S.'on after the start of tiic second half, the Lick forwards heeled the ball<br />
nut of a scrum on <strong>Lowell</strong>'s twenty-yard line and it wa> carried over for a try,<br />
after a well-executed passing rush. <strong>The</strong> conversion was successful and the<br />
-ci II'L- was 5 to 3 in Lick's favor. <strong>Lowell</strong> came back with a rush, however,<br />
and ,-oon after the forwards dribbled the ball over the Lick line tor a score.<br />
<strong>The</strong> attempt at goal failed and the score stood to 5 in favor of <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
<strong>The</strong> ne\t score came when <strong>Lowell</strong> was penalized on her twenty-five-yard<br />
line for a pass-forward and a free kick was awarded Lick. <strong>The</strong> goal was<br />
kicked, making the score S to o. Although the <strong>Lowell</strong> team tried hard and<br />
several times threatened, it could not score again, and the tinal whistle sounded<br />
with Lick two points aliead.<br />
<strong>The</strong> line-up:<br />
Forwards—Osborne. ISertheau, Knight. < iriel). Hon. Carr. Turkington,<br />
Wil-on. Hermit.<br />
I'.acks—Conrado. P.orlaiui. I lender. kehrleiu. Crawford. Selvage. Kmery,<br />
i !awk>ut the bay. He alr-o received a letter iVmn the Reno.<br />
Nevada. ^. M. I A., -illering to take the <strong>Lowell</strong> team there for a thrcc-gaue<br />
-irtc- and pay all cxpcu-e». <strong>The</strong>re i- no d'-ubt that a -chedule of games will'<br />
the-e teain^ will furnish the iicce-.-arv practice for developing a (|iiintet that wili<br />
have II.. -f.perior. if there i> the material lct. <strong>The</strong> teams will be ranked on a<br />
percentage liasi> and the games will be played in the fallowing order:<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
1. Sophomores vs. Seniors. 2. Freshmen vs. Juniors. 3. Freshmen vs.<br />
Sophomores. 4. Juniors vs. Seniors. 5. Sophomores vs. Juniors. C\ Freshmen<br />
vs. Seniors. SWIMMING.<br />
<strong>The</strong> date of the A. A. I., swimming meet has finally been settled tor Friday<br />
evening. Xovemher 14. Although no team practice is going on. all the aspirants<br />
are training hard at the ( >lympic Club and the Y. M. C. A. <strong>The</strong> try-outs<br />
will be held most likely in the week ending November 7. <strong>The</strong> meet this year<br />
will I.e under the supervision of Mr. CofTman. the V. M. C. A. swimming instructor,<br />
who promise.- tip make it one of the be>t A. A. 1.. meets held in a<br />
long time, i >f oiiiv-f, <strong>Lowell</strong> expect* to will a- they have tlipue for a long time.<br />
TRACK.<br />
<strong>The</strong> 111..nth of i ivtoher has been an exceedingly lively and interesting one<br />
for the Track Mi'.iad. Tw.> big meets, the Interela-s on ( )elober 4. and the Sub-<br />
I.eaguc on ( viober IS, have been pulled off with great success, considering the<br />
faet that on each of tln»e dales <strong>Lowell</strong> was engaged in football contests which<br />
naiirallv drew ;.; 1 men from the track team in it> lavor.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Interchip iva- win by Mr. I\oeh"> l-'re iimeii. who piled up a total<br />
of Si i j>• >int-,. li> more than the Senior-. <strong>The</strong> Sophomores took a poor third<br />
with 2ii. wliilr the junior.- -cored !PIU 1(>. Vueosavlicvich of the Freshmen was<br />
the individual -tar. totaling _'l points. Other stars were I arlagni. 1?: Ilildcluaiid.<br />
Hi 2 .i: I'.reyuian, 14 J .i: W'agener. 14 2 .i—all Senior?.<br />
<strong>The</strong> re-ult- "I ihe meet are ;i> follows:<br />
RESULTS OF INTERCLASS.<br />
Event First [ Second Third Record II 2^ 3: 4<br />
100-POUND CLASS.<br />
:•" v:inl«.". - 111 : Klmil-s T' : s ::-T.s ! S 1 i<br />
II" y:ir.!s l'ii|.j.|..^ i.'. Wrulill (^) ' llh'.il.-s Ijl : 'Ins ! ! !' ; !<br />
Uluh .uin|. 'I'nwnscli.l ill ' MrUa.' Ml 'tlm.'.-s r'l ' I' ;i" I M 1! I<br />
'•••i.iv l-'i.-slmi.-n ; : • ! In! I |<br />
UNLIMITED CLASS.<br />
•'." >!ir.ls •Ili.-viiiali ill * 11 Mil.-t.iiiiiii i~ : K.-nny TTi f, 4-.".s 1 i HJ<br />
!"' > :ii-. I.- Mi|.|o-e
i 5•—•-•••<br />
&>: JSifeSEB<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
44: Wilmerding. 44: Cogswell. 57',^. <strong>The</strong> protests entered arc against Pyne<br />
of Cogswell (whose points were not counted in their total) and against I.iver-<br />
-edgc ami Sloman of Polytechnic. If these protests go through, as it seems<br />
likely they will. <strong>Lowell</strong> will win the meet by a close margin.<br />
Nelson Hawks was undoubtedly the hero of the day. Although he had lost<br />
nineteen pounds through an operation, and had played football in the morning<br />
again-1 Lick, nevertheless he came out to the track meet, won the 100-yard<br />
dash in 10 2 :< sec. the broad jump at 10 ft. 3 in., ami, though handicapped<br />
4 yards in the 220-yard dash, pulled out second. His total was 13 points, the<br />
Highest individual score made in the meet. Some grit that!<br />
< meppert took .second by a foot in the quarter to Sloman, in the remark -<br />
ably fast time of rl 1 5 -cc. and if Sloman is disqualified, will be credited<br />
v. ilh fir-t place. He had intended to run the half mile, which event he won<br />
ia-t vear. but he took -ick and was forced to remain out.<br />
Wagcncr. for the nrst time appearing in the unlimited class, took third<br />
in the high jump, fourth in the broad jump and javelin ihrow. and lied wuii<br />
1'avlc-- of <strong>Lowell</strong> for fourth in the polo vault.<br />
•'ourado scored fourth in the shot-put and third in the discus throw.<br />
''tlicr point winner- fur <strong>Lowell</strong> were a- follows: I'redricks. -Uh in mil.,<br />
l-iii; I'.rcyman. -hh in mil., high iump: Vneosaviicvieh. 3rd in mil., 220-yd. '.ow<br />
hurdles; Su/ukawa. 3rd in Id) lb.. 50-yd. dash: (iold.. 4th in 100 lb.. 50-yd.<br />
•la-h : McKac. 3rd in 120 lb., high jump: Carfagni. 4th in 120 lb., 75-vd. dash.<br />
This meet clo-ed the track season for this term, and nothing will be held<br />
until tlie Intcr-chola-tic- next term. In the next i-stte we'll let •• >u know who<br />
A '-n the meet.<br />
GIRLS' BASKETBALL.<br />
Ye-, we are -till faithful, and "we ' make up in quaiity what i- lacking<br />
si; quantity : fur the girl- are getting "panned out" and several solid gold nugget-<br />
have been '"mind, while all give promise of proving invaluable to the class<br />
'cam- that arc being formed. <strong>The</strong> team, however, ha- suffered a great lo-s<br />
!>ccau-e ot Mi-- \ olkman s departure. Hut we hope -o main good candidates<br />
'•vill apply that it will be difficult to decide on one. So get to work. girl-, and<br />
avail \ourselves m thi- opportunity to get on the real team-- the goal of every<br />
ba-ketball plaver. A game will be played Monday with I lamlin upon the latter'-<br />
court. All who can. come ami cheer.<br />
GIRLS' TENNIS.<br />
I in- ( lull ha- not had a '"eeting I or quite a while, but the tr\-out- are<br />
• '"'.'. being held. Hcth Morrin-oii won front < 1-race Linden, and thereby will<br />
I'la;. i'ii the Sophomore team with Selma Schmit. <strong>The</strong> hmior team i- com-<br />
:-'--c! of tho-e two iu\ incible-. Vivien Chunh ami Kli/abcth Sargent, while<br />
.:p'-n tin .vorthy -boulder- of Kre-ceiiz Woll and |-"li-e Watrou- rest- the burden<br />
of upholding the Senior e!a-- laurel-. A- yet no |-'re-hman team ha- been<br />
formed, and it i- requested that the girl- of that year play one another, -o<br />
'lieir c'!-- can be represented in the mtctvi.".-- game- to be held -ooti. Interil'ili<br />
• .me- are al-o availing in "he near future. Pick out a good I'Mini- pla\er<br />
!• -r ymir prospective partner and cultivate her friend-hip.
In 1935.<br />
"Why il"i- .Millionaire Jmn:- always eat in a cafeteria:"<br />
"lcifi-c I ."well High.<br />
Suule treading.- lie f'night a ihiel mi first coining to town and kicked<br />
l'ii'!> l)aw-"ii in i'li o'itec hmise fur calling him :i youngster.<br />
Teacher- A iiai i- a d'lYee hmi>e:<br />
Miii'.i—I' nm-t In; a ]ian "i the h"dv.— l.'.x.<br />
Mr. (lark i i:i 1.-4 hi~t< >ry i <strong>The</strong> black man in the rice fields in South<br />
Carolina died m;-v "11 the average of every font" years.<br />
Walker illi-«t"ry al-" i —1'|> tn thi- time, during the reign of James II,<br />
there had been ii" male " il" it."<br />
"t 'h. I !;..\e an ini|ire>-i'm!" exclaimed the rlnctur to the mental<br />
])hili'»«.]ihy e'..i--. "\i'\\. \.iuu^ treiitleineii." as he '.oiiched i;is head with<br />
his fi •reiin^er. 'Van y\
mmm<br />
THE LOWELL<br />
"Are you Owen Smith?"'<br />
"Oh. yes; I must be. I'm owin' everybody!"<br />
Getting His Bearings.<br />
Wood-chopper—I seen a lot o' bear tracks "bout a mile north o' here—<br />
mies. too!<br />
Hunter—Good! Which wav is south?<br />
Her Idea.<br />
Ho—If 1 were to sneak to you of marriage, after having made your<br />
ncjuaintance hut three days aj, r < >. what would you ,>ay in it?<br />
She—Well. 1 should say never put off till to-niorrow that which you<br />
r-hniild have ilmie the dav before vestenlav.<br />
If a fellow gets to going down hill, it seems as if everything were greased<br />
.'or the occasion.<br />
A music dealer once received the following order: "I'lease send me<br />
tin- music to "Strike the Harp in Praise of God and I'addle Your Own<br />
v. ';t !•• e.<br />
Young ladies. oi pi:i| ni[S [\<br />
•.\\oi|s I: |o pui>j isi:o<br />
•A\oi|.\ui! itio u piuj n,.<br />
: AM.)U>[ oi imi H|MIIO ni[<br />
iii:uii>.\\ \: S.IUJO.W ^UI<br />
i; n: i-~>." p.-">i[> A\,IU>| .i \\<br />
iA in;|<br />
Don't Laugh at This, It Isn't a Joke.<br />
Are you jii•inir to graduate? Do you know any one who is? Tin-:<br />
I.OWII.I. still has a number of copies of "California I'lay a id Pageant." the<br />
I'niversity of California Kn.ylish Club's 1 k. It is an ideal Christmas<br />
v;ift for a graduate of this year's class to proent or receive. 'I here is<br />
.i -amjile copy at the I look Kxchanjje.<br />
Now You Can Laugh, If You Want To.<br />
"l)id volt kill many rebels during the battle. George?" asked a fond<br />
lather of bis bo. after he returned from Mull Kun.<br />
"Well, father. 1 killed as many el" them as they did of me."<br />
"I'at. do you understand French?"<br />
"Yes. if it's .-hpoke in Irish."
MISS GILES, Teacher<br />
2186 California Street, cor. Buchanan<br />
30 Craig Court Apartments<br />
vvxt 2«'::<br />
Classes in Daily Difficulties<br />
3-5:30 p. ni>i $S monthly<br />
Saturday Morning Weekly Review Class<br />
10-12 m.. $3.50 monthly, one hour:<br />
$5.00 two hours.<br />
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THE LOWELL<br />
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.-^••O-^tS •*.!.••-j
A Sjnt ®tme ttt ffltxxtn<br />
"Yes, sir! One dollar takes you to Mexico in our comfortable sightseeing<br />
car. See the blood-thirsty .Mexicans and the bloody battlefield,"<br />
cried a spicier in a blue cap.<br />
I bit, paid my dollar and took a seat, none too soft, in the sightseeing<br />
car, commonly called the "rubberneck wagon." I counted the passengers<br />
and found that about thirty others were going.<br />
All was made ready for the start, and with a loud noise we skipped<br />
down Sixth street, San Diego, leaving behind (he U. S. Grant Hotel and<br />
heading towards bloodthirsty Mexico. Tijuana, our destination, a town<br />
of about two thousand sleepy inhabitants, was about half a mile across<br />
the international boundary line. Uur guide told us we were to have a fine<br />
trip am! I believed him, but—<br />
Well, down the street we rattled, points of interest on our right being<br />
bawled out by the man with the megaphone; but we were apathetic until<br />
we reached open country. <strong>The</strong> roads then were f;iirly good and we enjoyed<br />
this part of the trip very much. National City and Xestor were passed,<br />
and at length we started on the la
we<br />
and<br />
that two adobe forts have been built and that an attack from the rebels<br />
is expected any minute.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y look as if they expected an attack any minute! Some stroll<br />
around smoking cigarettes, watching the blue smoke lazily disappear into<br />
air. quite a number are over in one corner of the street playing "craps,"<br />
while others arc asleep in the dusty road. Dirty pajamas and dark faces<br />
seemed to be the Federal uniform.<br />
Curio stores thrive here, selling Mexican rugs, silver rings, laces, etc.,<br />
at astonishing prices. We probably could buy the same articles in the<br />
United States for half the price. Pretty Mexican girls wait on us, talking<br />
very good English and driving rather shrewd bargains. I bought a<br />
"genuine" silver ring, but the silver had all worn off before I got home.<br />
We asked to be shown the bloody battle-field. Our guide took us<br />
tu one curner of the town and pointed to an old schoolhouse with shattered<br />
windws. I asked. "How many were killed?"<br />
"None, of course," lie answered, rather peevishly: "you didn't expect<br />
any to be, did you?"<br />
"No," I responded glumly, and there died my interest in their bloody<br />
battlefields.<br />
Somehow I strayed away from the rest of the crowd and was soon<br />
alone except for a few soldiers. 1 was near the forts, the crudity of which<br />
interested me. so I took out my pocket camera, focused and snapped the<br />
shutter.<br />
"Carramba! Santa Maria! Diablo!" shouted half a dozen soldiers,<br />
making such an unearthly din that I nearly died of fright. I caught other<br />
words like. "It is a crazy Americano." and something perilously like. "Shoot<br />
him in the neck:" I was seized, marched down an alley to a low adobe<br />
building, outside of which stood a swarthy Federal on guard. I was shoved<br />
into a dingy, dirty, dark room where, behind a flat-topped desk, sat a<br />
pompous Mexican dressed as an officer. His coarse, greasy black hair<br />
glistened in the candle light, and a perfect set of white teeth flashed from<br />
beneath his black mustache.<br />
Meanwhile such a flood of Spanish rushed on that I thought war had<br />
surely begun. <strong>The</strong> commander quieted the disturbance and then began<br />
to speak to me in English, of which he had a perfect control. He said:<br />
"You know, boy, that it's against our regulations to permit the photographing<br />
of fortifications. I don't think you meant any harm by it. but<br />
you must be careful. You may go now."<br />
Thanking him. though he didn't seem to hear. T hurried out into the<br />
growing dusk. As T passed several soldiers they cast dark glances at me.<br />
and I went all the faster. <strong>The</strong> sun was already a bright red and had<br />
begun to set. My party was nowhere to be seen, so I concluded they had<br />
left without me. I hastened down the road, all the time keeping my eye<br />
on the United States Revenue Hag silhouetted against the now setting sun.<br />
After a ten-minute walk I arrived at a shack which I hadn't noticed<br />
when I crossed the border earlier in the day. A dark face, a reed hat and<br />
a pair of silver spurs caught my eye. A wiry little Mexican pony was<br />
grazing at one side. Over the shack floated the queer flag of'Mexico with
i?<br />
the strange device of an eagle with a snake in its mouth, perchedjond_<br />
cactus plant. I concluded that this shanty must be the; Mexican,Custom^<br />
House When I came abreast of the JMexican he laughed queerly and%|<br />
made such an uncanny sound that I quickened my pace,.towards the •"-••ary<br />
line, some twenty yards distant. _<br />
Queer! <strong>The</strong> gate of the cattle fence which runs along the internationalvjl<br />
border was closed. On the other side stood the portly customs officer-7^<br />
whom we had met when we had those pictures taken.<br />
I said, "Hello!" and started to climb over the gate, rather<br />
as I didn't relish that fifteen-mile walk to San Diego after dark.<br />
I'.ut to my surprise, the officer stopped me by saying: "No. my<br />
you can't come across to-night: you'll have to wait till morning." . •;.<br />
I Hung at him the usual question: "Why?"<br />
He answered rather slowly: "According to the rules and regulations<br />
of the Immigration Service of the United States of America, after sundown:;<br />
no one is permitted to enter the domains of the United States from Mexico;<br />
and therefore you must wait till sunrise to cross the border."<br />
"Good night." escaped from my lips.<br />
"I think it is 'Good night" for you. sir. You'll have to spend the night<br />
in Tijuana."<br />
I slid dejectedly down from that gate, and facing about started slowly<br />
back. As I again passed the Mexican officer he shrewdly grinned at me.<br />
If my thoughts for him Mad come true, he would have been in that place<br />
which I only speak of under my breath.<br />
In twenty minutes I bad again arrived in the main street of Tijuana.<br />
<strong>The</strong> lights were lit in the stores, and life was more generally astir than<br />
it had been in the afternoon. Singing and hilarity reigned, while from some<br />
far corner came the strains if .1 mandolin, which sounded familiarly like,<br />
"Pink, I'ink on your mandolin. Antonio."<br />
I went into a curio store and a>ked the proprietor where I could get<br />
a room for the night. "<br />
He answered in fairly goc.d English that I could get a room with a<br />
family by the name of (Ion/ales, who lived over a wine shop across the street.<br />
1 thanked him and went across the street where the little two-story<br />
flimsy building stood. I rang the bell by means of a rope hanging out of<br />
a hole in the doorway. A loud clanging from within answered my efforts.<br />
A decrepit Mexican hag came to the door. She scared me so. that I almost<br />
lost the determination to get a room that night. With a firm grip on my<br />
courage. I asked. "What is the price of a room?"<br />
"I'our pesos, senor." sin answered in a cracked voice.<br />
I did not know how much four pesos was so she answered my question<br />
by saying. "Two dollars."<br />
What! Two dollars for a room in an old shack in Mexico! Xeverl.<br />
Why that was the price of a first-class room in many a fine hotel-in the<br />
United States. I started to
illations<br />
r ',"'" "<br />
indown<br />
Mexico;<br />
it night.<br />
slowly<br />
at me.<br />
at place<br />
Tijuana,<br />
tir than<br />
nn some<br />
rly like.<br />
i with a<br />
rte street,<br />
^•o-story<br />
jg- out of<br />
f efforts.<br />
'.1 almost<br />
i) on my<br />
• question<br />
' Never!<br />
jjel in the<br />
ihe door,<br />
ravery to<br />
knowing<br />
- £2. tl<br />
.-•<br />
1 -Y, .q^V..; r''^';K'^ ...•<br />
smile. Without a word she led me up th^crcakihg^ i<br />
thing I was going to sleep in a bed.^ One^ post had lieen ftroken off and<br />
the bed tilted as a cigarette does in the mouth of a^Mexican soldier. : ^ '';•<br />
1 blew out the candle, took, off niy shoes and coat and crawled gingerly<br />
onto the bed. n , .-, „<br />
I went to sleep. ....<br />
Sometime..after. I know not how long a time it was, I was awakened<br />
bv ;i crashing noise, and next thing I knew I • was sliding over ' .ie filthy<br />
floor. I came to my senses at the other end of the room only after having<br />
raked up a goodly mound of dirt. Rising to my feet, I groped in the dark<br />
for a match. 1 found one ai:d lit'the candle. When the light had~ become<br />
steady, to my amazement, the bed had disappeared; only a clump of wood<br />
and a tangled mass of bedciothing remained. <strong>The</strong> story of the "Wonderful<br />
One-Morse Shay" came forcibly to my mind.<br />
<strong>The</strong> bed had served its time, and rather than try to sleep on that floor,<br />
I decided to stand up. So I stooJ. near the candle all night, swaying like<br />
a drunken soldier under the influence of semi-sleep.<br />
My! how glad I was when the first rays of the morning light crept<br />
over i!ie eastern mountains and the darkness began to fade.<br />
I put on my coat and hat. blew out the candle, which had burned<br />
low in its socket, and rushed out into the cool, quiet street. <strong>The</strong> darkness<br />
had nearly faded and I rushed along the road to the border line. In a time<br />
that seemed ages 1 r.t last arrived at the gate.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was the old customs officer on guard, watch and a small pamphlet<br />
in hand. I greeted him and asked him if I could cross. Although the<br />
sun was showing half its white surface in the eastern mountains he answered.<br />
"Xo." .._.-_-...-..,_ _;..;=.......T.<br />
I said. "Tt is sunrise now."<br />
"No. it ain't." he snapped, "this little book says the sun rises at 5:45<br />
a. in. to-day, and the time is now 5:43 a. m.. and what the book says goes!"<br />
1 answered. "I do not doubt what the book says, but two minutes<br />
don't count much."<br />
"Yes. they do." he bawled out: "rules is rules. 5:44 a. m.." sang he.<br />
"One more minute to wait, sonny."<br />
( >ne minute seemed like an hour, but at length he drawled out, "5 :45<br />
a. in., sunrise, gate opened/'<br />
He slowly opened the gate, and as I rushed passed him he sang out.<br />
"Hope you had a fine, nice sleep last night, sonny;• good-bye." But I did<br />
not stop to return his good wishes.<br />
After five hours of hard walking I at last arrived in San Diego. A<br />
tramp could not hLyc looked worse. As I was rushing down Sixth street<br />
towards the hotel. T passed a real estate office, in front of which was<br />
•li^layd a sign: "liny a Lot iriSthc New Residence Tract. 'Buena Vista<br />
de Mexico.'" which means "a good view of Mexico."<br />
I thought to myself. "Well, a good view of Mexico may be very fineseen<br />
fmm some safe place in the United States. ^ REI!S:rocK. June 'lf>.<br />
9 . ...-.; ._......
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lag % ©ruatwa (Earn*<br />
Friday morning Janet opened her brown eyes with a strange, vague<br />
feeling of unrest tugging at her heart, and found a saucy little sunbeam<br />
staring her rudely in the face. She knew that this feeling had come not in<br />
the least with the sunbeam's bold scrutiny; but with the realization that this<br />
was Friday^ the long planned for day when the Trustees were to invade the<br />
security of the schoolroom.<br />
Janet had never seen a Trustee, but she had been told by older and<br />
wiser schoolmates enough of their meannesses and peculiarities not to desire<br />
an acquaintanceship. Never before had she lamented that she was only ten<br />
and in the Fourth Reader. But to-day she longed to be as ancient as old<br />
Mother Turk next door, to wear her stern glasses and dusty gray silk, and<br />
to be able to stick up her nose at whatever the Trustees might say or do,<br />
or even to rap them with the cane that the old lady used for this very purpose,<br />
and which Janet herself had felt more than once.<br />
Reluctantly she poked her head through the white dress she must wear<br />
for the occasion. In a silence unusual in her she ate her breakfast, strapped<br />
together Reader and Speller, and with a "good-bye" indignantly addressed to<br />
the household but unconsciously meant for the Trustees, started down the<br />
road.<br />
It was not a fear lhal Janet felt at the coming of the Trustees, but an<br />
indignation long stored. It was for their especial benefit that she had been<br />
compelled to learn by heart, until she could almost say them backwards,<br />
this and that and the other thing. It was for their eyes to behold that she<br />
must draw from memory the map of darkest Africa. It was to gain their<br />
approval that Janet had had to listen to long lectures on Behavior, which<br />
teachers have a habit of imposing on helpless pupils, and for which Janet's<br />
teacher had a marked fondness.<br />
When Janet reached school she found among her classmates the same<br />
uneasy disquiet, and rebellious moods in proportion to the. amount of discomfort<br />
each had undergone to pass inspection properly. Now, Janet had<br />
the reputation among her friends of being rather a mischief, and they admired<br />
her as the one who continually lightened the long, v/'jary hours by<br />
mirth-provoking diversions. <strong>The</strong>y repaid her by shielding her as much as<br />
possible from teacher's wrath.<br />
Frieda, the girl who sat in front of Janet, bet that shoYJanet) was going,<br />
to behave herself to-day when the Trustees came, and Janet sighed and bet<br />
she was, too. She was remarkably diligent before recess, going over her<br />
lessons carcftilly, and gazing at the map of dismal Africa (dismal, at least, to<br />
her) until she could close her eyes and sec it vividly. She decided that she<br />
would keep her eyes closed when she drew the map on the board.<br />
Eleven o'clock found her seated at her desk in the back of the room,<br />
with nothing to do and with not the least desire for study. Time "hung<br />
heavy on her hands." Suddenly she thought of something to make the<br />
wheels in the clock go faster. She took out her geography, most prized of<br />
her books, because it was the largest and therefore shielded her most from<br />
10<br />
of T«Bch<br />
top of the desk, and'lefffit<br />
plaid back. <strong>The</strong>re' it^.reste<br />
wouldn't. She had trained<br />
Diving into her desk|a<br />
battered appearance, bupy<br />
assault could change::;J^he<br />
scissors and needle andjth<br />
eye on Teacher^one on hers<br />
in the operation she cut :ofi;<br />
the middle and forefinger-*<br />
celluloid baby's tiny arms,<br />
was her nineteen-year-old<br />
turned the house upside do<br />
less in sister's dresser draw<br />
firmly believed that "Findej<br />
And anyway a gloved<br />
made such fine, little sleeve<br />
them, and sew them onto t<br />
glove where sister's slender<br />
arm. True, Janet mused, loi<br />
were so cunning, and really<br />
hang onto the clothes, and s<br />
Dressmaking finished, s<br />
the shelter of the friendly ;<br />
shoulders. Scissors and nee,<br />
went back into the desk.<br />
Nothing now to do. S<br />
James Edgarton was stariri<br />
smile, peculiarly masculine, i<br />
at all pleasing to Janet. >• '<br />
She leaned far out intJ<br />
in his ear.<br />
Startled from. his lofty<br />
baby, Robert James Edgai<br />
"Huh?" A pause. "Ain't y<br />
Another pause. If you<br />
call her doll a "thing." AVI<br />
'"You—your afra—fraid<br />
regular m-mouse!" she flun<br />
R. J. E. protested. .'<br />
when Teacher's eye turned!<br />
"Tell you what," whis<br />
could be agreed upon. "I'll<br />
the same thing."<br />
Janet agreed, feigning<br />
" W atch-me-now-and-you'Jka<br />
J. E. drew forth two .pencils
- vy? j-'y'-pfi*<br />
ry-<br />
the searching eyes of Teacher. She opened it. fastened it in the groove at the<br />
top of the desk, and let it fall gently against Frieda Dolan's rcd-and-b'.ue<br />
plaid b«ick. <strong>The</strong>re it rested, and Frieda made no move. Janet knew she<br />
wouldn't. She had "trained Frieda too well.<br />
Diving, into her desk again, she drew forth a five-inch celluloid baby of<br />
battered appearance, but with a grinning countenance that no amount of<br />
assault could change. <strong>The</strong>n a long, brown, fine silk glove came forth, tiny<br />
scissors and needle and thread, and Janet straightway got busy, with one<br />
eye on Teacher, one on her trinkets and neither on her book. With keen joy<br />
in the operation she cut off two fingers of the perfectly respectable glove—<br />
the middle and forefinger—and trimmed them to a length suitable for the<br />
celluloid baby's tiny arms. She felt no qualm of conscience because this<br />
was her nineteen-year-old sister's glove, to find which sister had almost<br />
turned the house upside down, or because its brown silk mate now lay useless<br />
in sister's dresser drawer. Janet had found the hapless glove, and Janet<br />
firmly believed that "Finders is keepers."<br />
And anyway a glove of this kind she had long wanted. <strong>The</strong> fingers<br />
made sucl; fine, little sleeves: and all you had to do to them was to gather<br />
them, and sew them onto the gown. This she now did. <strong>The</strong>n she cut the<br />
glove where sister's slender wrist fitted, and made a long baby skirt of the<br />
arm. True. Janet mused, long baby clothes were going out of style, but they<br />
were so cunning, and really sensible, for if you dropped the baby you could<br />
hang onto the clothes, and save baby a fail.<br />
Dressmaking finished, she put the gown on her charge, and set it up in<br />
the shelter of the friendly geography, firmly planted against Frieda's loyal<br />
shoulders. Scissors and needle and remnants of the slaughtered brown glove<br />
went back into the desk.<br />
Nothing now to do. She glanced at her neighbor on the left. Robert<br />
James Edgarton was staring at the brown doll with an amused, superior<br />
s-milcv peculiarly masculine, on his lips. <strong>The</strong> amused, superior smile was not<br />
at all pleasing to Janet.<br />
She leaned far out into the aisle. "Rubber!" she hissed vindictively<br />
in his ear.<br />
Startled from his lofty, condescending contemplation of the celluloid<br />
baby, Robert James Edgarton turned his eyes from the doll to Janet.<br />
"Huh?" A pause. "Ain't you a baby, though—playing with that thing!"<br />
Another pause. If you want to get a young miss sore at you. just<br />
call her doll a "thing." When Janet got mad she generally stuttered.<br />
"You—your afra—fraid t-to do a-any-thing you-yourself. Yo-you'rc a<br />
regular m-mouse!" she flung back.<br />
R. J. E. protested. A lively debate ensued, broken now and then<br />
when Teacher's eye turned in that direction.<br />
"Tell you what," whispered R. J. E.. when no satisfactory decision<br />
could be agreed upon. "I'll make a racket, and then see if you dare to do<br />
the same thing."<br />
Janet agreed, feigning indifference to such a petty plan. With a<br />
"Watch-me-now-and-you'11-see-somcthing-worth-while" air of importance. R.<br />
J. E. drew forth two pencils whittled to half their original size, took a rub-<br />
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her from his pocket, placed the pencils within, and turning the pencils in<br />
opposite directions, twisted the rubber round and round. Janet became<br />
curious. .,,.• - :<br />
"Wait a minute," she whispered. A foraging expedition into., the desk<br />
brought, forth two small pencils. She borrowed a rubber from R. J. E.<br />
and twisted their, as he had.<br />
"Now what do you do?" she queried, holding the queer arrangement<br />
loosely in her hand—too loosely. As if in answer to her query, the pencils<br />
slipped from her grasp, hopped upon the desk and engaged in a lively<br />
coihbat. <strong>The</strong>y battered the desk with short, nervous raps, now one on<br />
top. now the other. Exhausted finally, the two gladiators lay flat; Janet<br />
watched them with fascinated eyes. <strong>The</strong>n she glanced up.<br />
Teacher had stopped the recitation of the Seventh Grade History<br />
Class. Frieda was making a strenuous, gymnastic endeavor to sec the<br />
desk behind without moving her back, with the danger both of dislocating<br />
her neck and of knocking over Janet's geography. Her neighbors, curious<br />
as neighbors always are. were staring at her; some giggled appreciatively.<br />
"Janet Mortimer! What did you do?" Teacher's voice wa* edged<br />
sharp and cool as a knife. Janet hesitated. R. J. E. waited with bated<br />
breath: girls generally tattle.<br />
Janet decided to tell the truth.<br />
"I—I don't know." she answered. It was the truth—she had no name<br />
by which to call the strange performance she had just witnessed.
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ne<br />
had been so sure; and it isn't pleasant to be fooled before an appreciative<br />
audience, even if it is one's own fault.<br />
"You will stay after school an hour every afternoon for a week; ; and<br />
each time write the multiplication table twelve times." she said calmly-and<br />
to Janet's prejudiced ear—vindictively. Janet hated to stay after<br />
school, and Teacher knew it. She., despised the multiplication table:<br />
Teacher knew that, too. i ;<br />
"Take your scat," she said coldly. Janet marched back. Focusing her<br />
eye steadily on a graceful giraffe at the top of the geography page, she sat<br />
puzzling over the disappearance of her doll. Her neighbor on the left<br />
coughed. She looked up, and R. J. K. grinned—almost sheepishly. Janet<br />
started. Now that R. J. E. grinned was not strange: it was a habit of his.<br />
I'm the grin itself looked queer; a knowing grin it was. self-gratified,<br />
hinting that its owner knew much. And Janet read in it that which<br />
cleared the mystery—R. J. E. had taken the celluloid baby.<br />
R. J. E. nodded, answering the question in her eyes. "I took it so<br />
you wouldn't get caught," he whispered. Janet thanked him briefly: she<br />
wasn't quite sure whether he would reU
enough. But because, besides the foreign enemy, she had an enemy in<br />
camp. Teacher was still angry at her. She asked Janet questions curtly,<br />
and scowled at a moment's hesitation; and treated her like a culprit at<br />
all times. At last Janet was through except for the map. ,<br />
<strong>The</strong> Fifth Grade were under ordeal. Janet wasn't interested; she<br />
had-heard their quizzes so often that they rang monotonous. For a while<br />
she watched the Trustees. She thought she would like the big man for<br />
an Uncle. <strong>The</strong> little man she wouldn't own for love nor money. <strong>The</strong><br />
remainder she wanted to stick a pin through—to wake him up.<br />
Her interest waning, she scanned the pictures ranged along the wall.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se pictures had been bought by the pupils themselves, and cost two<br />
cents apiece. Teacher had proposed the plan and ordered them from<br />
the city. Janet herself owned six of them. <strong>The</strong>re was the Baby Stuart,<br />
and some kittens playing about an old shoe, and the Landing of the<br />
Pilgrims, and Madonna and the Christ, and some ragged, hungry-looking<br />
little Italian buys eating fruit, and scores of others. <strong>The</strong>y 'ad been very entertaining<br />
at first, when the pictures were new. But the little Italian boys<br />
were always eating, the ki'tens gamboled about in the very same postures,<br />
the Pilgrims never got landed, and l.aby Stuart never cried. Janet preferred<br />
the moving pictures—a rare treat.<br />
She sighed restlessly ami wished for four o'clock to come. Looking<br />
into her desk for chance toys, she found two bottles of ink, one red and<br />
the other black. She took out the stoppers and gazed down into the<br />
liquid depths. <strong>The</strong> red was a beautiful red and the black an inky black.<br />
Came an idea! It she dipped the end of one braid in the red ink, she<br />
would have hair the color ot Frieda's, the other in the black, and it<br />
would rival Laura Cole's. With Janet to think was to do. <strong>The</strong> result—<br />
two inches of red hair and two inches of black. Janet dried the wisps<br />
with her big cloth penwiper, flung back the braids and forgot all about<br />
them. Only her immediate neighbors had observed and snickered.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Fifth Grade scholars took their seats. <strong>The</strong> next on the program<br />
was—"<strong>The</strong> Fourth Grade pupils will now draw maps on the board."<br />
explained Teacher to the Trustees. She took the list of names and<br />
glanced down it. Her purpose was to make the Trustees think that any<br />
one of her pupils could draw any map desired. In reality she had chosen<br />
certain maps for certain children long before. "Frieda will draw North<br />
America; Janet. South America; and Robert. Africa. Go to the board."<br />
Frieda went calmly; Janet and R. J. E. went, much disturbed.<br />
Teacher had made a dreadful mistake. Janet couldn't draw South<br />
America, and R. J. E. couldn't have distinguished Africa from the contours<br />
of a biscuit. R. J. E. whispered to his partner in distress, and she<br />
looked at Teacher, who had realized her blunder. <strong>The</strong> latter flushed, and<br />
nervously drew the Trustees' attention to some written work. <strong>The</strong>n she<br />
looked appealingly at Janet, who thought she understood.<br />
"Say, Teacher. I can't dr " the rest of R. J. E."s complaint was<br />
smothered by a small hand, laid forcefully across his mouth.<br />
"Shut up!" whispered Janet; "draw South America and keep still.<br />
Teacher doesn't want' 'em to know you can't draw the other. Get busy!"<br />
R. J. E. got busy. When a feminine voice is as crisp and com-<br />
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pi!<br />
manding;"as||M;<br />
preted it^*was-|tpj|<br />
triangle; f-'^-'--''-'^<br />
Janet<br />
fore. But tiie7£vi|ipS, li<br />
Nevertheless, tlie"";'rnan<br />
the printed<br />
authentic.<br />
Both took tti'eir: '•<br />
exclamation rriadeSJa<br />
Trustee was glaring<br />
wonder on his face.<br />
"What the devil<br />
said in a loud voice.<br />
Janet quaked in<br />
looked toward Teache<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was nothi<br />
and stood before hi<br />
laughed till the tears<br />
ing now, but with a<br />
if wanting to laugh,<br />
Even the big<br />
appeared on the fa<br />
frowned and scowlet<br />
Janet's braids before<br />
"What's this?"<br />
Janet gasped. S<br />
"My hair, sir,"<br />
"Hair? Really?'<br />
it?" (Turning jtoTT^<br />
such tricks can be<br />
do it?"<br />
"Just dipped 'en<br />
ly—very patiently,<br />
"What for?"<br />
"I wanted red<br />
"Whaflovj?"<br />
"I don't-knowlooking<br />
at : you—I m<br />
<strong>The</strong> Trustee ros<br />
"Young Miss,"<br />
bought thatynk. Y<br />
impudence shall no<br />
want you to see th«<br />
after school for a<br />
cult—to keep her 01<br />
"I will," said^/I<br />
Janet felt very.
lan boys<br />
"•£••• * v;<br />
postures,<br />
net<br />
~ »*V ,"<br />
manding as that, mere man obeys. Soutli America, as R. J. E. interpreted<br />
it, was tortuously misshapen, but it was better than the caved-in<br />
triangle. :V<br />
Janet closed her eyes, recalling how vividly she had seen Africa before.<br />
But the vision had fled. Disappointed, she labored with eyes open.<br />
Nevertheless, the map was fairly representive of the original, and with<br />
the printed word "Africa" beneath, deceived the beholder into believing it<br />
authentic. -'<br />
Both took their seats, passing the Trustees on the way. A short<br />
exclamation mHc Janet turn around, and every one else. <strong>The</strong> little<br />
Trustee was glaring at her, surprise and anger and a kind of outraged<br />
wonder on his face.<br />
"What the devil—" he so far forgot himself; "Come here, Miss/" he<br />
said in a loud voice.<br />
Janet quaked in her Oxford ties. What had she done now? She<br />
hniked toward Teacher for her cue. lint Teacher was also at sea.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was nothing to do but face the hateful, man. She advanced<br />
and stood before him. And then the whole school simply howled,<br />
laughed til! the tears came. Teacher, too, was noticeably affected, frowning<br />
now, but with a little upward twist at the corners of her mouth, as<br />
if wanting to laugh, yet knowing it to be undiplomatic.<br />
Even the big man smiled, and an expression of interest actually<br />
appeared on the face of the middle-sized man. But the short Trustee<br />
frowned and scowled all the more. He put out his hands and pulled<br />
Janet's braids before her eyes.<br />
"What's this?" he demanded.<br />
Janet gasped. She had forgotten all about them.<br />
"My hair, sir," was all she could think of.<br />
"Hair? Really?" in a sarcastic tone. "Well, what do you mean by<br />
it?" (Turning to Teacher.) "Where is the discipline in this school, that<br />
such tricks can be done?" (Firing again at [anct.) "How did you<br />
do it?"<br />
"Just dipped 'em in some ink—red and black," she explained patiently—very<br />
patiently, considering her fright.<br />
"What for?"* -<br />
"I wanted red hair—and black."<br />
"What for?"<br />
"I don't know—I just happened to think of it, and I was tired of<br />
looking at you—I mean the pictures," hastily.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Trustee rose majestically.<br />
"Young Miss," he boomed forth, "the ink cost money. <strong>The</strong> State<br />
bought that ink. You were wantonly wasting the State's resources. Your<br />
impudence shall not go unpunished. Madam—" turning to Teacher. "\<br />
want you to see that she receives just chastisement. And make her stay<br />
after school for a week and give her something to do—something difficult—to<br />
keep her out of mischief."<br />
"I will." said Teacher, meaningly.<br />
Janet felt very sorry for herself just then.
"And your map," he continued, turning to R. J. E.'s work, thinking<br />
it to be Janet's, "it is atrocious" (R. J. E. squirmed uncomfortably at this<br />
frank criticism of his toil), "but to be expected from one who wastes her<br />
time in idiotic pranks. It is a scrawl unworthy a student in the State's<br />
school." (How that Trustee loved his State.)<br />
"Now that." he said, pointing to the map of Africa, "is worthy oi<br />
praise. It shows study and diligence, perception and discernment, clearness<br />
and accuracy " :<br />
Janet was crowing inside like a rooster at dawn. She could keep still<br />
no longer.<br />
"That's ;«y map."" she interrupted with malicious joy; "/ drew that map."<br />
"You—eh? What! That map! lir—well, it might be better—much<br />
better—indeed, on second glance "<br />
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t t e d ; ; ^ | ^ ^<br />
something-; ; ^|^ip<br />
ne'j except '^^^0^Bf^t<br />
i -fillip<br />
Tlierc exists in the minds of the majority of people a very stror.g<br />
lircjudicc against certain types of animals. This is so n
ppfl<br />
growth. It is said that if it sees you as you approach it will make an<br />
attempt to get out of the road. <strong>The</strong>re is a popular belief that the Rattle<br />
Snake coils itself around regularly, like a rope, and strikes from this coil.<br />
This is impossible. While snakes of all kinds do often coil, they'never<br />
strike from a coil, nor from a stretched-out position. In striking they curve<br />
the front portion of the body somewhat like the letter "S," and their<br />
reach in striking is about the distance that this zigzag curve permits them<br />
to extend their bodies when all the "slack" is played out. No snake is<br />
able to strike more than two-thirds of the length of its body.<br />
All snakes destroy large numbers of destructive insects and field mice,<br />
and in this way do an immense amount of good.<br />
<strong>The</strong> sooner farmers, ranchmen, horticulturists, and nurserymen learn<br />
that the great majority of hawks are their friends and deserve protection,<br />
the sooner will depredations by noxious rodents and insects diminish. Of<br />
all the species, only two of the common ones are ever harmful—the Sharpshinned<br />
and the Cooper hawks. <strong>The</strong>se feed to some extent on song birds,<br />
and the Cooper occasionally catches chickens. Most hawks feed largely<br />
on noxious rodents and insects, and from their size and voracious appetites<br />
are important factors in reducing the numbers of such pests and keeping<br />
them under control. Even in the case of the harmful species the numbers<br />
of insects and rodents taken probably more than counter-balance an occasional<br />
chicken. <strong>The</strong> commonest hawks around the May are the Desert<br />
Sparrow Hawk, and the Western Red-tailed Hawk. <strong>The</strong> former feeds<br />
almost entirely upon insects, the latter upon ground squirrels and field mice.<br />
Nevertheless the popular feeling against hawks is so strong that all<br />
are known as hen-hawks, and the boy or man who can take his gun and<br />
kill one of these benefactors thinks he is deserving of much praise.<br />
Many an innocent hawk, skunk, owl, and weasel, has been shot for<br />
the deeds of that sleek highwayman, the house cat. It is safe to say that<br />
this marauder, which enjoys all the comforts and protection of a home,<br />
destroys in the aggregate more wild birds and young poultry than all the<br />
native, natural enemies put together. A cat has been known to kill a<br />
whole brood of chickens in a day. Others in the course of a season have<br />
practically destroyed entire coveys of quail or grouse. A well-known naturalist<br />
estimates that in the Xew England States alone 1,500.000 birds are<br />
destroyed annually by cats. <strong>The</strong>y are quite often kept for their alleged<br />
value as rat and mouse killers, but it is safe to say that few persons during<br />
a normal lifetime run across more than half a dozen cats that habitually<br />
attack rats. Ai a certain ranch house in the west twelve mice were trapped<br />
in a bedroom in a week, although eight cats had access to the place.<br />
<strong>The</strong> bat is another animal which is almost universally hated. It belongs<br />
to the mammal group, and is the only mammal which has the power<br />
of flight well developed. <strong>The</strong> organs of flight are the arms, with their<br />
elongated linger bones, between which and the body are stretched the thin<br />
membrane-like skin. A prevailing prejudice against bats, amounting with<br />
some people to an almost superstitious dread, has grown up. possibly<br />
because the little beasts are veritable imps of darkness.<br />
We have in the State twenty-six species of bats, and all of them are<br />
is<br />
wholly insectivorous<br />
from the grouncl|ju!<br />
lights. <strong>The</strong>y!|rp^!<br />
and lancet teetliga<br />
<strong>The</strong>y hear very A^el<br />
than indicatioiisgpf<br />
droning of a June-b<<br />
motor does to us; *<br />
Bats quite-'ofte<br />
illations of bat exc<br />
that it has been~-.ni<br />
insects are represe<br />
district should be :<br />
them. By the "far<br />
"vermins," but as ><br />
not dart into the hi<br />
with great number<br />
<strong>The</strong> skunk is<br />
by destroying imm<br />
cutworms, and oth<br />
it will eat almost<br />
berries. It is saic<br />
mother skunk has<br />
the inner walls of<br />
T remember v<br />
always a nest of<br />
chicken-yard. No*<br />
although at times<br />
believed that they<br />
<strong>The</strong> odor of<br />
secreted in a pair<br />
surrounding it. '.<br />
capable of compri<br />
fluid in several s<br />
odor is purely de<br />
in close quarters<br />
of the way. But<br />
little animals. T.<br />
rainy day I have<br />
my dog could ge<br />
company in his 1<br />
usually carried a;<br />
doing a noble thl<br />
great ability, and<br />
<strong>The</strong>re are se<br />
Stephens in his V<br />
the Western Sp(<br />
poultry, althougl-
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<strong>The</strong> common toad, nocturnal, of quiet habit and appearance, renders<br />
notable service to farmers and gardeners; yet to many its worth is unknown,<br />
while to others it is ever an object of disgust if not of fear. It must be<br />
admitted that the toad can never be an attractive animal. Nature has denied<br />
it the gay colors of bird life or even the sinuous beauty of some of its reptilian<br />
relatives, yet, judged by the standard of good works, the toad does not<br />
suffer by comparison with any of the lower animals.<br />
Soon after sundown, or even before on cool evenings, the toad emerges<br />
from its shelter and sallies forth in search of food. In country districts it<br />
nightly patrols over road sides, gardens, cultivated and new mown fields, in<br />
short, all places where insect life abound? and long grass or herbage does not<br />
obstruct its travel. In cities and villages the spots beneath electric lights arc<br />
particularly favored, while lawns and walks also receive attention.<br />
Xinety-cight per cent. f the toad's food is of animal origin. <strong>The</strong> tongue<br />
is coated with a glutinous secretion and adheres firmly to the food it seizes.<br />
<strong>The</strong> toad sits motionless until a moving insect comes within range, when its<br />
tongue is thrown out with lightning-like rapidity, and the insect, often on the<br />
wing, suddenly disappears within. A toad has been seen to snap up S6 house<br />
flics in less than ten minutes.<br />
<strong>The</strong> animal has always brvrnc the burden of false and ludicrous misrepresentations.<br />
Even now notions arc quite current that it is able to produce warts<br />
on the hands: to poison infants by its breath: to bring good fortune to the<br />
house in whose new-made cellar it takes up its abode: and finally, to cause<br />
bloody milk in cows if killed by accident or design. Many a boy recalls the<br />
shock his credulity received when he faithfully tested several of the superstitions<br />
with only negative results.<br />
<strong>The</strong> economic importance of bees is too well known to need discussion, but<br />
there is a common misunderstanding regarding the disposition of bees to sting.<br />
Xo bees sting unless they are molested. If carefully handled the hives of<br />
lioiK-y bees may be opened up. the sections removed and passed among a<br />
company of persons and no one be stung. It is true that their temper,<br />
as ihat of most people, varies with the weather. <strong>The</strong> successful handling<br />
• •f them is largely a matter of self-confidence and self-control. We usually<br />
get what we expect. Go at bees in a nervous, fighting state of mind, slap<br />
at the first one that comes near you and you will be stung. This is the<br />
disposition of most boys and as a rule they do not get what is coining to<br />
them. <strong>The</strong>re are many lessons that they can learn from the bee and not<br />
the least is to mind their own business.<br />
:o<br />
C. W. FK.VDKK.<br />
In the early&|p<br />
up their belongings^<br />
started for the Garni'<br />
upholstered seaisSar<br />
tup-wagon, construe!<br />
Nelson, ^rank foitm<br />
he had brought wit]<br />
To select'-Jus^ r<br />
because the region<br />
daily north of the t<br />
prairie the horizonbuilding<br />
material fo<br />
this, but to get it<br />
of three weeks the 1<br />
to his new farm,<br />
begun at once and<br />
though it did not<br />
by the time Mrs.<br />
interior was quite<br />
For the next<br />
ground and so win};<br />
to do this more qi<br />
After a lull of<br />
self about the fan<br />
these being a got<br />
horsed in a tent si<br />
unusually large tli<br />
contract with the ;<br />
safely in the bank<br />
That Christm<br />
they had a new Ji<br />
and three days ol'<br />
Xelson. and Fran<br />
to get it. //<br />
In those drc<br />
would have done<br />
filled an immeasi!<br />
a happy couple tl<br />
Without Alice t<br />
meanwhile the 1:<br />
happily and smil<<br />
Another sum<br />
Providence seem<<br />
not harmed their
uses<br />
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In the carh spring of 1905. Prank Riley and his young wife packed<br />
up their belongings, gathered in the one"short year of their marriage, and<br />
started for the Canadian Northwest. ? At Edmonton they left the luxury of<br />
upholstered seats and inning-cars for the extreme discomfort of a heavy<br />
top-wagon, constructed to withstand the worsf- usage. When they reached<br />
Nelson. Frank found lodging for his wife and set oiit'iiiv'the saddle-horse<br />
he had brought with him to find a'suitable place to locate.<br />
To select his quarter-section and have it filed was a simple matter<br />
because the region to which he had come was very sparsely settled, espcrially<br />
north of the town. As there were no trees within sight (and on the -<br />
prairie the horizon is many miles from the eye), the only way to procure<br />
building material for the house was to buy it. It was easy enough to do<br />
this, but to get it to Nelson was another matter. However, after a wait<br />
•'I three weeks the lumber arrived and Frank had it transferred immediately<br />
t>: his new farm. <strong>The</strong> task of building his "palace." as he called it, was<br />
begun at once and by the end of ihe third day it \vn= completed. Although<br />
it did not present a very imposing appearance from the outside,<br />
by the time Mrs. Riley had finished it with her share of the work, the<br />
interior was quite homey.<br />
For the next few weeks Frank was busily employed breaking the<br />
ground and sowing his grain. P>ut by hiring some extra men he was able<br />
tn do this more quickly than he had counted on.<br />
After a lull of about three months, during which Frank had busied him-<br />
>i-li about the farm, making many improvements—the most important of<br />
these being a good warm barn for the stuck that had previously been<br />
h"fscd in a tent supported by the moving wagon—came the harvest. It--was---unusually<br />
large this year, and Frank felt elated when he had signed the<br />
contract with the grain dealer, and the money from the deposit was placed<br />
safely in the bank.<br />
That Christmas was an exceedingly happy one for the two. for now ..<br />
they had a new addition to ihe family—a little br.by girl just one month<br />
ami three days old. A big Christmas box had cume from their parents to<br />
Nelson, and Frank had ridden over'in his buckboard with the new team<br />
to get it.<br />
In those dreary winter days Mrs. Riley often wondered what she<br />
would have done without Alice, as they had christened the baby. Alice<br />
tilled an immeasurable place in her lonely life, for although the Rileys were<br />
a happy couple there were no neighbors within at least six miles of them.<br />
Without Alice the solitude would have been almost unbearable. And<br />
meanwhile the baby grew to be a fine, rosy-cheeked child that ccoed<br />
happily and smiled the whole day through.<br />
Another summer passed and Frank reaped another bountiful harvest.<br />
Providence seemed to favor them, they had done so well. <strong>The</strong> frosts had<br />
not harmed their crops to any extent. <strong>The</strong>y hadeasilv s-Jd their harvest<br />
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for a good figure. And they had their baby, who had become the" brightest<br />
hope in their lives, and the one for whom they were to live and plan.<br />
* * * * * * * * * r<br />
j .<br />
<strong>The</strong> second Christmas since they had been living on the prairie was<br />
just two days away. But this time it brought no thrills of joy to the little<br />
home of the Rileys. All their plans for Alice's Christmas had come to<br />
naught. Early in the month she had caught cold, and now a little grave<br />
could he seen in the center of the garden, that had been made that summer<br />
in front of the house. Now the happy Yule-tide seemed but a mockery,<br />
and the sight of little gifts already prepared served only to increase the<br />
ache in their hearts. <strong>The</strong>ir baby, the light of their existence, was gone;<br />
nothing else seemed to matter nor to case the sorrow of her loss.<br />
In the first few moments of her bereavement the young mother had<br />
knelt dry-eyed at the side of the little crib, unable to comprehend the awful<br />
calamity that had come upon her. When the full realization came to her,<br />
she burst into such a flood of tears that Frank, who was kneeling at her<br />
side, arm about her. could find no words to case her grief. After a time,<br />
exhausted, she fell into :> deep sleep. And when she awoke she cried no<br />
more: but the world had ceased to look bright to her. the sunshine had<br />
fled, and she went about her various duties with a listlessness born of<br />
an aching heart. And in that hour of misery she told herself that she<br />
would never again be able to present a smiling face to the world. Frank,<br />
always quiet and undemonstrative, hid in his heart a dull ache that increased<br />
as the days went by into a great and nameless longing for the<br />
bright little face and baby voice that he had come to love so dearly.<br />
From then on Frank's attitude toward his wife was even more gentle<br />
and solicitous than before, and he always look care never to remain<br />
away from the house any longer than necessary.<br />
And now on this Christmas day he was loath to leave her alone, while<br />
he took the long ride to Nelson for the Christmas box from home that<br />
awaited him there. But she had told him that she wished him to go; so<br />
early in the morning he started out in the buckboard, muffled and wrapped<br />
up.as warmly as possible. <strong>The</strong> snow barely covered the ground, and as<br />
there was no wi«'id the horses made good time, and by nine o'clock he<br />
arrived- at Nelson.<br />
He drove through the main street to the office of the "Wagon Express<br />
Company," where he received the box. With the aid of one of the men<br />
from the office he carried it to the buckboard and roped it on securely,<br />
and then proceeded to the livery stable to feed and water the horses.<br />
: A little past noon, having eaten dinner and attended to some business<br />
he had on hand, he set out on the homeward journey.<br />
About three o'clock he noticed black clouds to the north, and in a<br />
short while a light breeze arose which quickly increased to a strong wind.<br />
This greatly impeded his progress, so that by half-past four, with the wind<br />
blowing a regular gale, it was taking all the horses' strength to keep<br />
moving, even slowly. But presently the wind changed directly around and<br />
the blizzard began in earnest. With the wind at his back he could have<br />
galloped the horses and arrived home within an hour, but the snow was<br />
now coming ^g|§»<br />
therefore obliged^j|ggj||<br />
slower progress/^^,.^<br />
He was proceedmgjf;<br />
force of the<br />
fired in quick<br />
a sharp cut<br />
revolver ol that 1 ^^|<br />
<strong>The</strong> souiid offth||?s]<br />
he immediately remerntej<br />
He recollected that this j<br />
have lost the road wlien<br />
<strong>The</strong> horses stopped a<br />
yell directlyTnfrdht~of<br />
horses, unused to such,<br />
a gallop arid carried hitr<br />
<strong>The</strong> sight, which m«<br />
any person of this-civili<br />
A large covered-wi<br />
WHS the object that first<br />
harness, and behind thei<br />
rifle. Two Indians, als(<br />
these was quickly despi<br />
other, at this sign of ai<<br />
feet and was immediate<br />
Frank leaped from-,<br />
dian to make sur^ that<br />
strong odor of whiskey<br />
"Crazy drunk/Mie'i<br />
cover of which was no<br />
One look at the te<br />
him that she had been<br />
Frank raised him to a :<br />
poor fellow made sevi<br />
closer to him. lie .heart;<br />
was never uttered, for<br />
a convulsive shudder,<br />
What could it be?<br />
be his wife, for she-1<br />
blazing wagon. . v:<br />
Having reached;th<br />
ground, and sprang up<br />
For some unknpv<br />
claimed his attention,<br />
ihe contents. <strong>The</strong>y, '<br />
in the short time he s<br />
could not be much oh<br />
Pausing only to l
ig§<br />
ssssg&sgsas<br />
032<br />
Fip<br />
M<br />
wsm<br />
now coining clown so thickly- that he could barely see his way. He was<br />
therefore obliged to "give the horses their heads," which necessitated,even<br />
slower progress.<br />
lie was proceeding in-, this manner, his head down so that the full<br />
force of the wind would not strike his face, when he heard several shots<br />
iire.. in quick succession, in front and a little to the right. Giving the horses<br />
a , harp cut with the whip, he urged them into a gallop, and drew out the<br />
revolver that he always carried with him.<br />
<strong>The</strong> sound of the shots had come from somewhere • below him, and<br />
he immediately remembered a gully that lay between Nelson and his farm.<br />
He recollected that, this gully was over a mile out of his way, so he must<br />
have lost the road when the snow first began tc fall.<br />
<strong>The</strong> horses stopped at the edge of the gully. Hearing a blood-curdling<br />
yell directly in front of him, Frank once more applied the whip, and the<br />
horses, unused to such treatment from their master, sprang forward into<br />
a gallop and carried him down the slope at a breakneck speed.<br />
<strong>The</strong> sight which mat his eyes was enough to turn cold the blood of<br />
any person of this civilized age; a shudder ran through his body.<br />
A large covered wagon, similar to those used in the 'days cf '49,"<br />
was the object that first met his eye. <strong>The</strong> horses were lying dead in their<br />
harness, and behind them lay a man and woman, each grasping a smoking<br />
ritk\ Two Indians, also carrying rifles, rode at a safe distance. One of<br />
these was quickly despatched by Frank, who rode up behind them: the<br />
nther. at this sign of aid to the white peopb, spurred his horse with both<br />
feet and was immediately lost in the swirling flakes of snow.<br />
Frank leaped from '.he buckboard and hurried across to the fallen Indian<br />
to make sure that he was dead. As he bent over him he smelt a<br />
•>tnmg odor of whiskey.<br />
"Crazy drunk," he said to himself, as he turned toward the wagon, the<br />
cover of which was now bla/ing in ^different places.<br />
One look at the tense, white face of the woman was enough to show<br />
him that she had been killed instantly, but the man still breathed faintly.<br />
Frank raised him to a sitting position in an effort to get him to talk. <strong>The</strong><br />
poor fellow madeSeveral jutile attempts to speak, and as Frank bent<br />
closer to him he heard him mutter feebly, "Save the ." But the rest<br />
was never uttered, for a violent shaking came upon him, which ended in<br />
a convulsive shudder, and then in death.<br />
What could it be? What was it that he wished saved? It could not<br />
lie his wife, for she had died before him: it must be something in the<br />
blazing wagon.<br />
Having reached this conclusion, Frank gently eased his burden to the<br />
ground, and sprang up to inspect the wagon.<br />
For some unknown reason a large bundle of blankets at one end<br />
claimed his attention, and he quickly unrolled them to learn the nature of<br />
the contents. <strong>The</strong>y, or rather it, proved to be a baby, fast asleep, and<br />
in the short time he saw it before re-rolling the blankets, he knew that it<br />
could not be much older than his lost one.<br />
Pausing only to place some blanket over the dead bodies, he gathered
f^<br />
the child in his arms. and. mounting to the seat of the buckboard, started<br />
up the side of the gully toward home.<br />
Arrived there, he rode to the stable to house the? faithful animals'that<br />
had brought him safely home. This done, he stumbled across the yard<br />
to the house. Mrs. Riley, anxiously awaiting him, heard his footsteps,<br />
and opened the door.<br />
He laid his bundle on the table and unrolled it as fast as his numbed<br />
fingers would allow. His wife watched him curiously all the while, silent,<br />
awed by the peculiar look on his face. When she saw the cause of this<br />
expression, she stepped back with a startled cry and regarded him with a<br />
look full of sorrow and reproach.<br />
"I found its father and mother dead back in the gulch, and I thought—<br />
I only thought that—that ." he mumbled as he advanced, holding the<br />
child toward her.<br />
<strong>The</strong> baby, awakened by her cry, looked up and held its chubby little<br />
arms out to her in an appealing way: and she. all the instincts of motherhood<br />
awakened within her by this sight, clutched the child to her bosom<br />
with a deep sigh, half >>f sorrow and half of joy.<br />
CjKoitc.ic M. McM.uin.w Tune '15.<br />
for Srunmtbranr?<br />
1 found it in this book upon my shelf—<br />
A bit ui rosemary, wistful, thin and dry.<br />
A gentle fragrance of its former self<br />
Still cling.-; and fills the- room; its sweetness seems a sigh<br />
Of youth long past—her youth and mine.<br />
1 had for years forgot that April-time.<br />
And then last night I dreamed of her,—this sprig<br />
Of rosemary at her slender throat: beneath<br />
<strong>The</strong> dark hair crowned with tarn of red. her big<br />
Reproachful eyes shone dim on me: and firm white teeth<br />
Revealed through parted crimson lips a smile<br />
So faintly sweet.—yet sadder<br />
Than a world of tears,—the while<br />
She called me to the realm of Mcmorv.<br />
And so I dreamed.—beyond the deep'ning sea<br />
Of years that lie between my youth and me.<br />
Again I heard the voice this token gave:<br />
Rosemary for Remembrance; save<br />
And cherish this until your way to me is clear.<br />
"Your way to me"—ah. clear it was that very year.<br />
Hut youth forgets, and April comes again:<br />
<strong>The</strong> world is wide.—an ocean lay between.—<br />
And other faces smile. Perhaps this fragrant thing. .<br />
Withered, so long forgotten, never thought to bring<br />
Remembrance: but now old age. not youth, has met.<br />
"Pis Rosemary for Remembrance—and Regret.<br />
1 wonder what became of her. Did her life find<br />
<strong>The</strong> world and God and all, like me. unkind?<br />
Young Mrs. Sttu<br />
"It's a shame fin<br />
smoothing back a fet<br />
little nose. "Really<br />
Her brother lau<br />
it was a very cold ni<br />
"Take it from IT<br />
perilously near the f<br />
if I'm a judge. An<<br />
osophy?" he_ asked<br />
eyes and mouth. "I<br />
want to vote?"<br />
Young Mrs. Sti<br />
Very soft, white litt<br />
wedding ring on he<br />
"I was just thin<br />
Her brother sm<br />
what?" he said encoi<br />
"Oh well—"ant<br />
of her head it came<br />
"<strong>The</strong> other daj;<br />
know, and sometime<br />
or I do. Anyway<br />
ring me up at elevi<br />
the receiver."<br />
She paused-for<br />
wcre voices. I kn<br />
she paused, her .eye<br />
parts of it. Have ;<br />
Her brother lai<br />
evidently amused£a<br />
have to do, to list<br />
must say, I'm surp<br />
He tried his bi<br />
Mrs. Stuart le:<br />
ment. <strong>The</strong>n .she,<br />
never failed td~str<br />
she probably knew<br />
on quite boldly.<br />
"If you're ven<br />
Her brother smiled.<br />
her face, and to cer<br />
Mrs. Stuart pai<br />
face, but with a litt<br />
-*.».-* >ftjtljw owIwftrfiM>M.
Vounsjf Mrs. Stuart looked up at her brother with serious blue eyes.<br />
"li> a shame the way things, go on in this world. Harold," she began,<br />
smoothing back a strand of brown hair that persisted in falling over here<br />
little nose. "Really it is; things don't seem at all fair sometimes, do they?"<br />
Her brother laughed, and pulled his armchair up close to the grate.<br />
It was a very cold night. '' 'V-<br />
"Take it from me, Mrs. Catherine." he-said slowly, as he put his feet<br />
perilously near the fire, "they're not. <strong>The</strong>y never were and never will be,<br />
if Km a judge. And I'm not a pessimist either, Sis. But why this philosophy?"<br />
he asked playfully, amusement crinkling up the corners of his<br />
eves and mouth. "Has someone been snubbing you. or is it possible you<br />
want to vote?"<br />
Young Mrs. Stuart shook her head and looked down at her hands.<br />
Verv soft, white little hands they were, unadorned save for the slim gold<br />
wedding ring on her fourth finger.<br />
"I was just thinking." she replied illumiuatingly.<br />
Her brother smiled. He was used to just such answers. "Thinking<br />
what?" he said encouragingly.<br />
"Oh well—" and then with a shrug of her shoulders and a birdlike twist .<br />
of her head it came out.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> other day the telephone bell rang. We're on a party line, you<br />
know, and sometimes the bells get awfully mixed up—that is, Central does,<br />
or 1 do. Anyway the bell rang and 1 answered it. I expected Rob to<br />
ring me up at eleven: I thought it must be he. of course, so I picked up<br />
the receiver."<br />
She paused for a minute, flushed a little, and then went on: "<strong>The</strong>re<br />
were voices. I know it was wrong, buT— I listened. And oh. Harold."<br />
she paused, her eyes wide with sympathy, "it fairly made my heart ache,<br />
parts of it. Have you ever had that feeling?"<br />
Her brother laughed. "I can't say that T have." he answered lightly,<br />
evidently amused at the seriousness of the question. "But is that all you<br />
have to do, to listen to other people's business at the telephone, Sis? T<br />
must say, I'm surprised."<br />
He tried his best to look stern, and failed utterly.<br />
Mrs. Stuart leaned over and patted his hand with a caressing movement.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n she. too. laughed. It was a warm, tinkly little laugh and<br />
never failed to strike a sympathetic chord in her listener's heart. And<br />
she probably knew it. Anyway she ceased feeling uncomfortable and went<br />
on quite boldly.<br />
"If you're'very good I'll tell what I heard. Because it is interesting.<br />
Her brother smiled, and gave himself up to watching the firelight playing on<br />
her face, and to certain hitherto half-formed theories on the feminine mind.<br />
Mrs. Stuart paid no heed to the indulgently pitying smile on her brother s<br />
face, but with a little sigh, continued.
I<br />
^ "TKerc; wcre|voices and 1 listened. It was the girl nex|?d6orta<br />
~£oh'ttf$ok at nie: like' that, JJarold, you' old; angel. Of course I know yon^<br />
^wouldn't havc^done itjrbut then, you and I never were^alike, were we? Anyway,<br />
the^Proctor fauiily is soliciting— all kinds of tilings happen to them, and<br />
iioVv Marjory is thinking of getting a divorce. Marjory? Oh, the eldest sister.<br />
She makes her -husband, out to be a cross, unreliable old tyrant, but really, I<br />
don't think he's as bad as slie paints him, poor man. Maybe she isn't a good<br />
manager,"or perhaps—" she twisted her mouth up contemptuously. "Perhaps<br />
she -doesn't understand him,"<br />
;- That was Mrs. Stuart's pet phrase—understanding. She. of course, understood<br />
Rob perfectly. Her brother nodded and told her to go on. Never-,,<br />
theless he watched her closely.<br />
"And you know—it's all going to be in the papers. Just think! To have<br />
all your friends and acquaintances know you've made a failure of your married<br />
life!' : Her voice had taken on a note of horror. "Isn't it terrible?" •<br />
Her brother nodded. "You're right there. Sis." he said gravely. "But see<br />
here, Mrs. Catherine, how did you learn all this? Do you know the people?"<br />
"<strong>The</strong> Proctors? Gracious no! I learned it from the telephone, stupid."<br />
"Oh," said her brother, reserving his remarks till later. "Go on."<br />
"Well, I could tell you all about Marjory and the divorce," she said,<br />
"only I don't care anything about her. she's so wicked and foolish. But poor<br />
Marion! She's the youngest sister, and one of the sweetest girls I've seen—<br />
because I see her in the morning when she goes shopping sometimes. Harold,<br />
I am really worried about her. <strong>The</strong> dear thing! If only some nice man<br />
would come alonjj and marry her. she'll make a wonderful wife—but there<br />
aren't any prospects just now. And the girl is so poor that she doesn't ((are<br />
to go to town now that it'< so near Christmas, for fear she'll see things and<br />
be tempted to buy them. It would be all right if she were happy otherwise.<br />
But she isn't. <strong>The</strong>re are all kinds of worries. Her mother is an invalid and<br />
doctors do take so much money. That keeps Marion in the house, and the<br />
married sister doesn't even try to help."<br />
She paused for breath, and her brother took her quickly by the shoulders.<br />
"Catherine,'' he said slowly, "you never in the world learned all this at<br />
one sitting. I can tell from your manner that you've been at this a long time,<br />
and your very eyes are alive with secrets concerning that poor unfortunate<br />
family. I'm horribly ashamed of you. Now tell me. what did you say her<br />
name was? 1 '<br />
Mrs. Stuart looked shamefp.ced. but she answered, "Marion Proctor. Why<br />
do you ask? It seems to me you're quite interested."<br />
"Because." said her brother carelessly, looking into her eyes, "I used to<br />
be awfully good friends with a Marion Proctor. Her older sister's name was<br />
Marjory, too. If this is the same girl, and I think it is. I'm going to call on<br />
her. Well?" he inquired coolly as he heard her gasp of dismay.<br />
"Oh Ha;old, you're fooling!" she protested.<br />
"I'm not."<br />
Young Mrs. Stuart't face lit with ar. unbelieving smile. "If—if you're in<br />
earnest. I'll saw how dreadfully romantic!" with a twinkle of mischief in her<br />
i<br />
hat arid coat; 0<br />
"Too<br />
"Goosey! But<br />
"Don't lie" too;?sur<br />
the rest of you:-: And;<br />
knob, bendingghjsvtai<br />
telephones or I'll'tell<br />
Mrs. Stuartshudd<br />
by the picture.; and gi<br />
and be sure to turn<br />
"Good-night, Sis-<br />
<strong>The</strong> door closed,<br />
entered her own roon<br />
she noticed a-tiny lin<br />
rubbed it over thougl<br />
"I'm getting old,'<br />
any more, because it<br />
And then she lau<br />
* * *<br />
It was a week la<br />
Mrs. Stuart's heart<br />
ring was one. She 1<br />
Mrs. Stuart was still<br />
eleven o'clock chat •<br />
melodious bass until<br />
never been able to ta<br />
luncheon. This was<br />
domestic horizon of t<br />
that there was one v<br />
reverence, and that<br />
"come home just f<br />
eleven o'clock chat.<br />
But to-day it \v;<br />
, her husband.<br />
"Maybe it is fo<br />
ceased ringing. "It<br />
She hesitated,<br />
Stuart's ears had b«<br />
risk of never findk<br />
thought that she wi<br />
"But just supp'<br />
find out. Mistakes<br />
Partly reassure<br />
the telephone arid' i<br />
listened. No, 'it»\v
e<br />
eyes. "But, dear Harold," caressingly, "I know you, you worthless old bachelor.<br />
You haven't gone calling in - that fashion for five years." * •<br />
"Don't care if I haven't," he said jauntily, going out into the hall for his<br />
hat and coat, "I'm not too young to begin." •"• i<br />
"Too old, you mean," she laughed, as she helped him into his.coat.<br />
"Goosey! But I know you, Harold."<br />
"Don't be too sure of me then. I'm apt to spring surprises: as well .as<br />
the rest of you. And listen here, Mrs. Catherine," with his hand on the floor<br />
knob, bending his tall figure to kiss her good-night, "you stop listening at<br />
telephones or I'll tell Rob, andyou know what he'll say about it."<br />
.Mrs. Stuart shuddered melodramatically. "Ugh," she said, greatly affected<br />
by the picture, and giving him a gentle push, "Don't be so disagreeable, Uear,<br />
and be sure to turn up your coat collar."<br />
"Good-night, Sis—and remember."<br />
<strong>The</strong> door closed, young Mrs. Stuart put out the hall-and parlor lights,<br />
entered her own room and began unpinning her hair. Gazing into the mirror<br />
she noticed a tiny line running upward from the corners of her mouth. She<br />
rubbed it over thoughtfully for a minute.<br />
"I'm getting old," she sighed. "But really, I mustn't listen at the 'phone<br />
any more, because it isn't right. Foolish old Harold," she said.<br />
And then she laughed.<br />
* * * * . * * * * * *<br />
It was a week later and the telephone bell rang sharply. Once, twice, oh!<br />
Mrs. Stuart's heart gave an anxious throb and then calmed. Two bells—her<br />
ring was one. She had thought it was Rob, hence the flutter of pleasure, for<br />
Mrs. Stuart was still enough of a bride to adore her husband, and the daily<br />
cloven o'clock chat was the only chance she had of hearing her husband's<br />
Melodious bass until dinner time. For, scheme as they might, Mr. Stuart had<br />
never been able to take off enough time from business duties to come home to<br />
luncheon. This was the one little cloud overhanging the otherwise serene<br />
domestic horizon of the Stuart household. But young Mrs. Stuart had learned<br />
that there was one word, black though it seemed, to which she must pay due<br />
reverence, and that was—Business. So she had given up teasing Rob to<br />
"come home just for once," and had gradually consoled herself with the<br />
eleven o'clock chat.<br />
But to-day it was nearly twenty-five minutes to twelve, and no word from<br />
her husband.<br />
"Maybe it is for me after all," she thought when the telephone bell had<br />
ceased ringing. "It might be Rob, and you can't trust Central anyway."<br />
She hesitated, however, before deciding. For seven whole days Mrs.<br />
Stuart's ears had been closed to the siren call of the two bells, at the terrible<br />
risk of never finding out about the divorce, but she consoled herself by the<br />
thought that she was being quite noble.<br />
"But just supposing it is Rob," she argued to herself. "It won't hurt to<br />
find out. Mistakes like that do happen."<br />
Partly reassured as to the right of her action. Catherine walked over to<br />
the telephone and deliberately picked up the receiver. Without speaking, she<br />
listened. No. it wasn't Rob. someone else was talking, the two voices Mrs.<br />
u
Stuart knew well. Clearly it was her fluty to hang up without delay, but unfortunately<br />
Mrs. Stuart's mind held no such intention. -<br />
For two minutes she listened eagerly and heard that, with a. woman's<br />
right to change her mind. Mrs. Marjory had now dismissed all thoughts ofthe<br />
divorce. It is a fact not entirely to Mrs. Stuart's credit, but she felt a<br />
sense of disappointment at the news. <strong>The</strong>re would'be'nothing worth listening<br />
to after this, she thought, for the married member of the Proctor family had<br />
afforded her much entertainment. Yet if there was to be. domestic calm<br />
henceforward in Mrs. Marjory's family, she would not feel so badly about the<br />
promise given her brother. <strong>The</strong>n suddenly Mrs. Stuart heard something that<br />
made her breath come faster. In a minute she sat up as though she had<br />
been stung. She pressed her upper teeth fiercely over her lower lip. A fewseconds<br />
more and she dropped the receiver into the hook with an exclamation<br />
of dismay. <strong>The</strong>n she stood up, all the color fading from her face.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> idea!" she exclaimed angrily. "And it's all my fault!"<br />
She hurried into the parlor and tried to strum something on the piano,<br />
but her mind was far away and she gave up the attempt.<br />
"Oh dear, and in one short week, too!" she wailed. "If only I hadn't<br />
told him. And it's all my fault!"<br />
.She walked to the window and looked out onto the street. If only Rob<br />
would ring uj) so she could tell him. Hut apparently he had deserted her.<br />
as well as everyone else. She felt very forlorn. And this their first anniversary,<br />
too. I low in the world could she wait till Rob came home to tell<br />
him. <strong>The</strong> few sentences heard over the telephone kept buzzing in her cars,<br />
and they made her very cross. That stupid old Harold.
are,<br />
rick<br />
her ^<br />
this:<br />
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piii<br />
Slie had turned down her own >trcet1now and thought she would hurry<br />
into the house to take a little rest before preparing the dinner, it would make<br />
her feel less petulant. And she needed all her reserve strength if she were to<br />
be calm when her brother made his appearance at dinner to-night.<br />
Why. there was Harold's roadster standing in front of her door—was it<br />
her door? No. If it wasn't directly in front of the house of the jjirl next<br />
door! She was greatly incensed, and lifted her little nose several inches higher<br />
in the air as she passed the offending object. ' ;:<br />
"lie's inside the house, of course." she murmured, as she let herself in<br />
with tlie key. A little card attracted her attention on the floor and as she<br />
stooped to pick it up she saw her brother's name inscribed on it. Her lip curled.<br />
"He had the grace to call here first. 1 see. but T don't think he'll be back'<br />
before dinner now that lie has.such important business next door. 1 '<br />
Sin- took off her hat and. thinking herself greatly abused, prepared to<br />
give vent Hi her feelings in tears. And it took no little preparing to get Mrs.<br />
Stuart ready for a weeping spell. First she had to go over her wrongs mentally,<br />
one by one. to assure herself that they were a great deal worse than<br />
they really were. And then she had to lie down so as to cry in comfort, you<br />
know. While these 'preparations were going on and Mrs. Stuart had slipped<br />
on a comfortable blue wrapper, a very bridey. beribboned little thing, she<br />
suddenly heard the front door bell ring. Going to the door she peered out<br />
cautiously, ft was Rob. <strong>The</strong> solitary tear dried on her eyelid and she<br />
cluiiiMlv fumbled with the door.<br />
In a M-oniid she was enveloped in her husband's arms, uttering joyful<br />
exclamations.<br />
"I came home early, dear, as a little surprise." he explained smilingly.<br />
"See here. Catherine. I have something- for you." as he handed her a little<br />
package extracted from the depths of his coat pocket.<br />
"Y"ii dear!" she said gratefully, tearing off the wrapping. "Oh. how<br />
sweet !"<br />
It was a little jeweled pendant, one she had. as she thought, secretly<br />
admired in a jeweler's window on P.ates street. For several minutes her<br />
troubles had disappeared, but she could not long forget.<br />
"Look dear," she said, drawing l^r husband to the parlor window. "Harold's<br />
machine."<br />
Her husband looked and nodded. "Yes. What's it doing there?"'<br />
With .-in important air his wife motioned him to sit down.<br />
"I'll tell you." she said briefly, and she did.<br />
When she was finished she looked up for sympathy.<br />
"Whew!" exclaimed her husband suddenly. "And you don't like it?"<br />
"Like it?" Mrs. Stuart's eyes were filling dangerously. "I hale it! Oh,<br />
and it's all my fault, too."<br />
Her husband considered a second. "Fault?"' he asked. "Why.'it looks to<br />
me as though you were unconsciously the agent of the little blind god. don't<br />
you?"<br />
Mrs. Stuart was up in arms. '•Would you like it if the little blind god<br />
or whatever you call him. was to come and carry off your only brother. Rob:'<br />
she said indignantly.<br />
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•'Can't say that I would," he replied in an amused tone. "But, aren't you<br />
jumping at conclusions? . Because he has been very attentive to an old friend<br />
docs not go to say that he will marry her, dear."<br />
"Oh, I don't know, somehow I think it does," moaned Mrs. Stuart. "Please<br />
tell me what I ought to do, Rob. I can't exactly forbid him to: marry her—"<br />
- "Well! I giiess not." Mr. Stuart chuckled at the thoughts of even Catherine<br />
preventing Harold from doing anything he wanted to do. "But I'll<br />
wager it isn't half as bad as you think, and anyway we'll know to-night.<br />
Probably the girl was joking about the wedding part of it."<br />
Mrs. Stuart still looked mournful.<br />
"I don't think she'd joke about such a thing. Rob," chidingly, "but we'll<br />
hear the worst to-night."<br />
"Yes. And now go inside and rest for a few minutes, Catherine, so you<br />
won't be too tired for to-night."<br />
"All right." Mrs. Stuart said dutifully, and the bcribboned personage<br />
walked oi-.t of the room in a martyr-like manner.<br />
"H'm." said Mr. Stuart. "Poor Hal!"<br />
* * * * * * * * * *<br />
None of them ever knew how she got over it. but it generally took less<br />
than a week for Catherine gracefully to change her mind about everything.<br />
It was two days before Christmas however before she really voiced her .sentiment!-.<br />
"You know." she said to a visitor that afternoon, "one just has to take<br />
things as they come. I suppose 1 Farold's falling in love with Marion Proctor<br />
was Fate and nothing else." She clasped her hands about her knees. "And<br />
really, a wedding is the most exciting thing in the world, ever, if it is sudden."<br />
"<strong>The</strong> sudden marriages often turn out quite as well as those you plan for<br />
month; ahead," said the visitor.<br />
"Yes, indeed. I think so, too. And then T am helping her select her<br />
trousseau: it is a very simple one. but T enjoy it so. It's almost like having<br />
your own wedding over again, only you do the fussing instead of having<br />
people fuss over you. And my sister-in-law to be is one of the dearest girls<br />
I've ever known." Mrs. Stuart explained sweetly. "And then I always said,<br />
if only some nice man would come along and marry her—"<br />
"Oh, did you know her before?" asked the visitor in surprise.<br />
Catherine did not even blush.<br />
"For quite a while before," she said. "It isn't as though she were a<br />
perfect stranger."<br />
"No," nodded the visitor sympathetically.<br />
"It seems as though she was my sister, and then," Mrs. Stuart fingered<br />
the jeweled pendant at her throat, "Rob says it has taught me a lesson."<br />
"What was that?" asked the visitor anxiously.<br />
"Oh, that?" said Mrs. Stuart recollecting with a start, and pushing back<br />
a strand of brown hair that persisted in falling over her nose. "That? Oh a<br />
little matter concerning telephones,"' and then with a birdlikc twist of her head<br />
she laughed. RCTII C. JOHNSTON, Dec. '14.<br />
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A monthly, published by the Students of <strong>Lowell</strong> High School.<br />
EDITORIAL STAFF.<br />
I OLA G. RIESS, '13. Editor.<br />
ROBERT BERNSTEIN, "14. Associate. VICTOR CALVIN, '14. Assistant<br />
Departments.<br />
GEOKi'IE RROWN, '13, School Notes.<br />
MEi V1LLE KAUKMANN. "13. Organizations.<br />
CLIEEYCE NEVIN. '14. Organizations.<br />
DINO LIPPI. "14. Organizations.<br />
ANITA VENKER. ex-M4, Exchanges.<br />
WILLIAM BENDER. '14. Athletics.<br />
EDWARD WAGENER. '14. Athletics.<br />
GREGORY HARRISON. '14, Alumni.<br />
DOROTHY Lc MAY. '13. Girls' Athletics.<br />
ALLISON REYMAN. '13. Jokes.<br />
ELEANOR MATHEWS. '13. Art.<br />
FRANK BI.AISDELL, '14. Art.<br />
CARL SAWVELL, '16, Art.<br />
ALVIN HYMAN, '13.<br />
ELAH HALE. - 15.<br />
ELGENE SELVAGE, "14.<br />
BUSINESS STAFF.<br />
VICTOR L. FURTW. '14, Manager.<br />
ESMOND SCHAPIRO. '14. Associate.<br />
I". AKIN LEAVY. '14.<br />
CHARLES WEIXSHENK. '14.<br />
Assistants.<br />
DANIEL STONE, '14.<br />
HUBERT LLOYD, '15.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is a familiar ring about that phrase. We think instantly of the<br />
cry. "A City I'.eautifitl." Eager diligent people are seeking to make San<br />
Francisco "A City I'eautiful." Gradual transformations<br />
A SCHOOL are going on which in time will make it so! In 1915 we<br />
BEAUTIFUL, will have marvels of buildings, temporary but beautiful.<br />
From all over the world men will come to see San Francisco<br />
and the Fair, and the beauties of both. Should we not seek, as far as<br />
it is in our power, to make our building more in harmony with the rest.<br />
Our building is roomy, adequate, comfortable: but it is not beautiful.<br />
Outride it is stiff, conventional, uninviting. It needs warmth and tone<br />
and a. touch of grace. Plants can give it these.—ivy, for instance. Is<br />
there anything more beautiful than the sight of climbing ivy? Many<br />
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buildings, take for example the collcges'of Oxford, which we see so often<br />
pictured, are lovely noc only for their beauty of architecture, but because<br />
of the ivy. that clings^to the walls and covers their barrenness.<br />
And now you may .c, "\Vho'll plant the ivy?" Easy to solve.—why<br />
riot do it ourselves, either individually or as classes. It isn't hard work:<br />
and we will leave behind us some marks of our thrift. And in 1915-we<br />
needn't I'eel that our building is altogether lacking in the beauty surrounding<br />
us.<br />
Next year keener athletic competition will exist among certain of the<br />
schools because of the disputes over football aroused this season in the<br />
Academic League, and the dissatisfaction with the final<br />
CHEER UP! decision. We feel that there was politics mixed up in our<br />
football, but we had soiin' team: it worked hard, and was<br />
made of the metal that wins. And all through the term it was well supported.<br />
<strong>The</strong> result may seem discouraging, but in reality—well, we should worry (yes,<br />
tiv should worry) about what all the unions and leagues and demagogue assemblies<br />
decide. We enjoyed good, clean sport and our athletes were well trained,<br />
—the fundamental purpose of athletics.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re has !>cen some random talk of withdrawal from the League,<br />
but we don't believe any worthy <strong>Lowell</strong>ite approves of this. Such action<br />
\vould be childish and ineffectual. <strong>The</strong> other schools were not to blame.<br />
Now is an opportunity to show some "spunk" without bitterness or malice<br />
toward them.<br />
Next term is the Basketball season, and our goal will be another<br />
Basketball Championship. We won it last year. With a hard-working<br />
team and willing support, we want to win it again,—so clearly, evidently<br />
that no doubting Thomas can find excuses to doubt. We'll practice steadily<br />
and play squarely. And—we mustn't forget this—we'll send those wonderfully"<br />
important little "blue-blanks" exactly five days before the set date, not<br />
a st>ond later, else the game will be lost,—because, you see, the postmark<br />
taillcs. -<br />
Rut there will be no bitterness against our opponents. What has<br />
happened «ias been no action of theirs. When we meet our superiors on<br />
the gridiron, we'll up and shake hands with them. Above all, we will be<br />
there to watch the game, and cheer on our men. and yell our throats<br />
hoarse. Here's to the departed 1913 Football Team and the coming 1914<br />
Basketball Team ! Cheer up !<br />
Haven't you heard fellow students say. "O. I've, dropped such and<br />
such a study. I'll make it up later on." or "What's the difference? I'll<br />
take it easy and double up next term," or "Next year," etc.<br />
A BLIND And didn't it strike you as a rather foolish management? Un-<br />
COURSE. doubtedly one regrets it later. One finds that in avoiding a<br />
regular, he has been following a blind course.<br />
To take a course straight, with each subject in its proper place (as the<br />
faculty has arranged") is the smoothest way through high school. Too few<br />
subjects in the first t'.vo years means too little training: one who studies
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little and fools a lot, has a good time and is unprepared for the work<br />
stored up ahead. '•'•"•• ?o<br />
<strong>The</strong>n comes the "making up." A great many studies confront one with;#f<br />
a lower" standard of efficiency than the regular student has. <strong>The</strong>n ensues<br />
a period of "cramming" ideas, half digested, incomplete. <strong>The</strong>re is~no gain<br />
and'no "taking it easy" by such an .arrangement.<br />
Ilesides. as we near graduation, our outside assigniuciitsj and dis^<br />
tractions increase.—in the fourth year especially. If the school activities<br />
arc to be reasonably kept up, and if the school management falls, in part,<br />
upon student shoulders, the responsibility is rightly the older students'.<br />
A regular course affords time to spare to these matters without!sacrifice<br />
to scholarship, which is the main consideration, after- all. So. if there is<br />
to hi- any "doubling up," let it occur during the first two or three years.<br />
<strong>The</strong> studv hour is for study, not for recreation: we seem to forget<br />
that. Recitations we respect, and must attend, unless excused. Perhaps this<br />
strict regard for recitations is because there we<br />
THE STUDY HOUR, are out for credits: while our presence in the study<br />
hall counts nothing towards graduation or rec-<br />
'imtucudations.<br />
Even if this be so our duty is as plain in the ne as in the other.<br />
We arc scheduled for a ceitain period in a certain study hall. <strong>The</strong> class<br />
teacher and the study teacher have the names on the roll. We arc accountable<br />
to tin:in for our actions during that hour. Yet there are certain<br />
pupils who arrogate t«> themselves privileges, such as informal exit from<br />
study halls, social promenades in the corridors, visits to the gymnasium.<br />
the auditorium or the cafeteria. <strong>The</strong>y carry themselves as though they<br />
thought the dcs'.iny of the school depended upon them—thev are an annoyance<br />
to the facility and a distraction to the saner students.<br />
Since the faculty have been supervising the halls and dressing-rooms<br />
during the day. they have had the temerity to question these lordly students<br />
and in some cases have returned them crest-fallen to the study halls<br />
where they belong. Should such students be harangued or imprisoned<br />
after school, in the fashion of grammer school discipline? Voluntary responsibility<br />
is the most honorable and far-reaching in consequence, and<br />
most fitting those of high school age. You who are guilty, mark down on<br />
your calendar for 1914 that with the beginning of the new year you will<br />
turn a new leaf and inscribe a new resolution: "Resolved. That I will<br />
always be where I belong when I belong there, even if it be in the study<br />
hall/': <strong>The</strong>n keep your resolution.<br />
\Yc take this means of thanking our supporters, those who have helped<br />
by contributing, those who have helped by Inning, and those without whose<br />
ACKNOWL-<br />
EDGMENT.<br />
work Tin-: LOWELL could not exist, the loyal, hard-working<br />
1'iusiness Staff. We wish to thank, our photographer. Mr.<br />
Etter. for his work, and the Serra Art and Engraving Co.<br />
for the high quality of our cuts. And now. as we always<br />
save the best lor the last, we extend our heartiest thanks to the Jas. H.<br />
Barrv Co. for their interest ami help and congratulate them on the excellent<br />
book" thev have put forth for us.
s M.in.irj-r
SJvfj-te<br />
A joint concert by the musical organizations of the school was held in<br />
the Auditorium, Thursday, November 20. <strong>The</strong> Orchestra, Girls' and Boys'<br />
Glee Clubs, the '"Heavenly Twins" (Colcher and Hickox), and the Musical<br />
Two participated. <strong>The</strong> concert was well attended and was a great success.<br />
Alas! another class is now a "has been." <strong>The</strong> Commencement Day<br />
exercises took place on December 17. <strong>The</strong> Senior Day Committee consisted<br />
of A. Rcyman (chairman). Misses X. Cook, K. Woll, H. St. Clair and<br />
Messrs. Osbornc, S. Lewis, E. r.reyman. <strong>The</strong> program was as follows:<br />
Salutatory, Melville Kaufmann: Class History, George H. Brown; Violin<br />
Solo, Edward Elkins; ; Address, Mr. M. Harrison; H ; Violin Solo, Eleanor Matthews;<br />
Valedictorian, Roucl P. Snider: Presentation of Diplomas, Mr. 1\<br />
Morton.<br />
Invitations arc now out for the Senior Dance to be held Thursday<br />
evening. December 18, at Puckett's Assembly. <strong>The</strong> committee in charge<br />
promises that it will equal all others given heretofore, which is saying a<br />
great deal. <strong>The</strong> committee in charge: Louis L. Less (chairman), Ruth<br />
Brandon, Eleanor Matthews, lola Riess, Richard Shainwald and George<br />
Brown.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee seems to favor colors. Miss Violet Gray has<br />
been elected Class Representative for the Freshmen.<br />
<strong>The</strong> big Block L rally was held Thursday. December 11, in the hall, and<br />
was well attended. President Brown presided. <strong>The</strong> "Heavenly Twins," the<br />
Orchestra and Boys' Glee Club furnished entertainment, and were well applauded.<br />
Coach Mullineux and others spoke. <strong>The</strong> following were presented<br />
with Block L's: Hyde Lewis. "Herb" Wilson, Robert Don, Fred<br />
Huntington, Edwin Booth, Emery Mitchell. Randolph Flood, Donald Mc-<br />
Kenzie. "Lefty" Smith, Johnny Baird and Gardener. Nelson Hawks was presented<br />
with a circle L for track. A big Ec-ee-rah-rah closed the rally.<br />
June '15 gave their dance at the California Club on Saturday, November<br />
15. <strong>The</strong> dance was well attended and was a great success. <strong>The</strong> comniittee<br />
in charge was Lewis Emery (floor manager). Frances McClaughry, Lorraine<br />
Sands, Alma Thornburg, Helen Morrissey, Charles Wissing and Walter<br />
Pratt.<br />
<strong>The</strong> business staff of THE LOWKU. report a profit of $60 on the November<br />
-•. Number of THE LOWELL. Good work.<br />
Have y^fheard|;<br />
arrested ? ^ Jt:"a|l|iw.pj<br />
'of the .njamerou||p1a;<br />
ingly invaded. Sut^Qj]<br />
to quiet the botanies<br />
law who guards the<br />
none of the trees-itq<br />
quest for knowledge<br />
<strong>The</strong> swimming<br />
next term.<br />
Did you know<br />
markable thing abpu<br />
unaware that they<br />
their daring in reset<br />
they confess the dis;<br />
water is somethingdesire<br />
to know wh<<br />
<strong>The</strong> Book Excl<br />
Under Sammy Lew<br />
ducting its work al(<br />
Lewis B. Emer<br />
absence of Al. Bull<br />
We certainly n<br />
tuber 31. Mr. Loir<br />
the Canal. <strong>The</strong> le<br />
<strong>The</strong> operator conn<br />
went fuse No. 1. .!<br />
rescue and connec<br />
Bang! Bang! Fus<br />
and tapped the wit<br />
Lawrence T.<br />
Debating League<br />
We take this i<br />
seining the Unito<br />
some worker.<br />
Under the car.<br />
taught many athje<br />
ball and practice ;<br />
baseball has been<br />
It is to be lai<br />
providing screens<br />
useless, as no bal<br />
that the Board gi
Have you heard about it? How our estimable Mr. Downey was almost<br />
arrested? It all happened on account of his H II Botany class. In spite<br />
of the numerous placards warning -Intruders to beware, Mr. Downey dar-.<br />
ingly invaded Sutro Forest and there met his Waterloo. In search'of ferns<br />
to quiet the botanical craze of his class he encountered the minion of the<br />
law who guards the forest. Only after duly convincing him that he had<br />
none of the trees concealed in his satchel, he was allowed to continue his<br />
quest for knowledge.<br />
<strong>The</strong> swimming team has elected Randy Flood swimming c.aptain for<br />
nest term.<br />
Did you know that we have two heroes in our midst? Well, the remarkable<br />
thins about it is that "Dutch" Hermit and "Pedro" Wolf were also<br />
unaware that they were heroes. <strong>The</strong> "Examiner" had a long account of<br />
their daring in rescuing a fisherman, and they were envied by many. Now<br />
they confess the disappointing truth that "it was not." and furthermore that<br />
water is something they abhor and detest. Such modest heroes, but they<br />
desire to know who did it.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Hook Exchange is now one of our biggest assets in saving money.<br />
Under Sammy Lewis and Irvin Meyer it has been reorganized and i? conducting<br />
its work along strictly business lines.<br />
Lewis l>. Emery has been elected baseball manager pro tem. during the<br />
absence of Al. Hull.<br />
We certainly miss H. Syril, otherwise known as "Duseiibery." On Oct'lber<br />
M. Mr. Louis Levy, of the Imposition Company, gave a lecture on<br />
the Canal. <strong>The</strong> lecture was illustrated, and of course "juice" was needed.<br />
<strong>The</strong> operator connected the machine to the light socket and—bang! out<br />
went fuse Xo. 1. Pireyman. who professes to be an electrician, came to the<br />
rescue and connected it up with the footlights, and threw in the switch.<br />
Hang! I'.ang! Fuses Xos. 2 and 3. Mr. Downey at last came to the rescue<br />
and tapped the wire and stopped the short circuiting, and the lecture began.<br />
Lawrence T. P.ayly has been elected editor of "<strong>The</strong> Debater" by the<br />
Debating League of California.<br />
We take this means of thanking Arthur Carfagni for his work in representing<br />
the United Railroads at <strong>Lowell</strong>. He may be little, but he's sure<br />
some worker.<br />
Under the capable guidance of Mr. Koch the Freshmen boys have been<br />
taught many athletic stunts. <strong>The</strong>y have learned to "dribble" and fall on the<br />
ball and piactice at noontime. Track inter-rooms have been held and soft<br />
baseball has been well started.<br />
It is to be lamented that the Hoard of Education should be so slow in<br />
providing screens for the windows. We have a large yard, but now it is<br />
useless, as no ball playing, soft or hard, is permitted. We would suggest<br />
that the Hoard give this their immediate attention.<br />
IN MEMORIAM.<br />
AUGUSTE RITTER.<br />
Ex-June '13.<br />
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Xext year will be an active one for the <strong>Lowell</strong> High School Alumni<br />
Association. A play will he presented in January: in February a dance will<br />
he held: a banquet will take place in April, and their annual meeting in May.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Hoard of Directors of the Alumni have made plans for a quarterly<br />
paper, which will make its appearance on the first of the year. Tir's paper<br />
will be edited by three former editors of TIIK LOWELL.<br />
SOME LOWELL-U. C. NOTES.<br />
( hit of the forty-three hundred and odd students in the l/niversity of<br />
California, some hundred and fifty of them are <strong>Lowell</strong> folk, and of these<br />
half of them have graduated in the last three semesters. <strong>The</strong> names of<br />
most of the graduates now stand for nothing, but those of the recent ones<br />
may be remembered. < )f these I have chosen those who now stand out<br />
most prominently in I". C. life, and who. from their records at <strong>Lowell</strong>,<br />
are likely to be remembered by the lartje majority.<br />
No pretense is made that these are the most representative or best<br />
known l the alumni. <strong>The</strong> scholarship records of the U. C. people are<br />
passed over. Those alumni of Stanford and other colleges are not mentioned,<br />
and those who are undergraduates in the college of hard knocks<br />
are skipped. Many are called—few are chosen.<br />
. On the college publications <strong>Lowell</strong> is at least represented. Andrew<br />
Carrigan. June "12, and O>goud Munlock, editor of the Dec. "11 LOWELL,<br />
being associate editors. Munlock is also out for the editorship of the next<br />
Junior Class Annual, the 'Hi Blue and Cold, while I'yron lackson. editor<br />
of the June '12 LOWELL, is out for business manager of the same edition.<br />
Both these offices are gained in an elimination contest, all Sophomores<br />
wishing to become candidates working on the Blur and Gold of the class<br />
ahead of them, the best workers being selected by a committee as candidates<br />
who. after a primary, are voted on by the coming lunior class.<br />
Kenneth Perkins. June 'OK who was on THE LOWELL'S art staff, is now<br />
on the staff of the literary magazine of l\ C the Occident, and is one of its<br />
contributors. Harriet Pasmore. June '10. one of the best and hardest workers<br />
on THE LOWELL while at high school, is also a contributor to the Occident<br />
40<br />
and is on its staff*<br />
took sT, leading'parti<br />
La\vrence Lv ;Lc<br />
zinc. He is on the<br />
prose parodies. Lev<br />
on the 1913 Stan for<br />
Senior "Extravaganz<br />
his play, "King Hei<br />
prominent in the Er<br />
the Pajamerinb Ral<br />
at Helgoland." Low<br />
and Arthur Towne,<br />
Among the ca<br />
Cheney, both June<br />
is also a corporal, a<br />
a Filipino called V<br />
Three; both of whe<br />
a second sergeant; J<br />
captain, and Robert<br />
lo Major Nance. ^<br />
In athletics L(<br />
although the Freshi<br />
perhaps the most ]<br />
w;i< one of the twe<br />
'11. being the otlu<br />
games on the secc<br />
played frequently<br />
Society and the i<br />
(I rimes, Dec. '09,<br />
lioalt. was also eta<br />
now a senior in M<br />
Engineering collegi<br />
In soccer, Isid<br />
example of what; c«<br />
part in athletics a<br />
fooled around the<br />
husky. George He<br />
and Harold Black,<br />
In crew, Ceci<br />
11 inner Levinson,<br />
tennis tournament,<br />
stands an excellent<br />
a major sport at<br />
A. A. L. basket!)?;<br />
teams of the rest o<br />
stitute on the Fre<br />
out—outside work<br />
was Freshman trac
aa-<br />
and is on its staff. She contributed a poem to last year's Blue and Gold, and<br />
took a leading part in the last Parthenia—the annual pageant of the women.<br />
Lawrence L. Levy is the only alumnus on the Prtican-Aj. C. comic magazine.<br />
Me is on the staff and is a chief contributor—usually comic verse and<br />
]>r.»-e parodies. Levy was on the staff of the last Blue and Gold: was alternate<br />
on tlu- 1913 Stanford-California debating team, and is the author of this year's<br />
Senior Extravaganza. This is the biggest prize that has been taken this year,<br />
lik play. "King Henry VIII." being chosen after a hard competition. Levy is<br />
prominent in the English Club, the Dramatic Club, and took a part in a skit at<br />
tlic I'ajamerino Rally. In the last play of the English Club. Ibsen's "Vikings<br />
at I li-lgeland." <strong>Lowell</strong>'s only representatives were spear carriers—J. K. Calder<br />
.ind Arthur Townc. both June '12. and Richard McLaren, June '13.<br />
Among the cadets are several corporals—Walter Farnlaeker and Fitch<br />
c'iii-iu-y. both June '12. I'>ert Thomas, L. H. S. S. A. President in Dec. '12.<br />
U also a corporal, and rules a Freshman scjuatl like a Cromwell, especially over<br />
a Filipino called Vamoot or Vamoose, am! another known as Rear Xumber<br />
Three, both of whom are continually out of step. Willis Winter. Dec. "11. is<br />
a -irnnd sergeant: John Jacobs. June '11, a lieutenant: Roland Foerstcr, June '10. ;•<br />
captain, and Robert Underbill. L. II. S. S. A., secretary in Dec. '11, is adjutant<br />
t.. Major Nance. Walter Frolich. June '11. is in the Cadet Hand.<br />
In athletics <strong>Lowell</strong> is a bit weak, especially among the older classmen,<br />
although the Freshmen have come out rather strong. Leo Meyer. Dec. '10, is<br />
perhaps the most prominent, having won several I'lock C's in track. Meyer<br />
wa- one of the two <strong>Lowell</strong> men on the Varsity football smiad—Scalione. June<br />
Ml. being the other—and though neither made the team, both played good<br />
game* on the second Varsity, especially Meyer, who in the practice games<br />
played frequently with the first team. Meyer is a member of the l'.ig C<br />
Society and the interfraternity honor fraternity. Skull and Keys. Lyman<br />
'irimes. Dec. W. one of <strong>Lowell</strong>'s best swimmers and now studying law at<br />
I'.'rait, was also elected to Skull and Keys. Of the same class. Harold Cloud.<br />
now a senior in Mechanics, made Tan P.eta I'i, the honorary fraternity of the<br />
Kngineering ccilleges.<br />
In soccer. Isidor Mayer. Dec. MO. was on the Varsity team. Mayer is an<br />
example of what can be done by sticking to a game till it is won. I Ic took no<br />
part in athletics at <strong>Lowell</strong> at all: when soccer was introduced at V. C. he<br />
fooled around the field, learned the game, and has developed himself into a<br />
lui-ky. C.eorge I totaling. June '13. served as a substitute on this year's varsity,<br />
and Harold I Slack, also June M3. is learning the game.<br />
In crew. Cecil llunlington. Dec. M2. is practicing steadily at the oars.<br />
Homer Levinson. June "12. win. entered V. C. this term, entered in the recent<br />
lennis tournament, but was worsted by the tennis captain. Rogers: Levinson<br />
-tands an excellent chance of winning his I'.lock in the near future, tennis being<br />
a major sport at L". C. Wallace 1 Sanies. June "13. star player on <strong>Lowell</strong>'s<br />
A. A. L. basketball team, played in the Freshman team, which beat the class<br />
teams of the rest of the University. Midred Thomas. June '13. played as a substitute<br />
on the Freshman woman's basketball t
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iii high jump, Huntington in distance. Hirschfcldcr with thiP javelin. Arthur<br />
Townc was also at work in -the distance.-;. •<br />
Ernie Smith, L. II. S. S. A. President Dec. '11, has entered U. C. this<br />
year. He is in the College of Commerce. Ernie his been swimming, as usual,<br />
and has been winning, but E. Smith's work would take up more space than<br />
this edition will permit of. His best work so far has been his beating the<br />
Hawaiian Kahanamoku i:i the hundred, in which Ernie won the Olympic Club's<br />
gold medal. Those of the faculty who remember Ernie's original answers to<br />
questions can appreciate this: Asked to write "all he knew about Pericles" in<br />
History No. 1-A. Ernie (who knew nothing of Pericles) risked all on his<br />
instructor's sense of humor, and wrote. "Pericles is a Greek, and—his statue<br />
is in the museum." Ernie got the passing mark—a No. 3.<br />
In class matters. <strong>Lowell</strong> can claim two sergeants-at-arms. Cheney of the<br />
Sophomores and Hesselberg of the Freshmen, floth are already famous: Hessclbcrg.<br />
who is a June "13 ex-<strong>Lowell</strong>ite. as champion heavyweight, Cheney as<br />
a gay Lothario. Ilersellierg 1 . so rumor declares, put his captain into a state of<br />
apoplectic hysteria, by not being able to "dress up in rank." In doing this<br />
the captain sights along the entire line of men and it is necessary for all their<br />
toes anil bodies to make a straight line, none out too far or back too far.<br />
I lesselberg was both, his chest seeming to have slipped down to his waistband,<br />
and whereas the average thickness of a cadet is reckoned at twelve inches, the<br />
captain swears I lesselberg was twenty-four, being six inches too far out in<br />
front and six inches too far out in the baggage train.<br />
Cheney—gay young blade—fell before a fair young co-ed and was dared<br />
to go—as a co-ed—to the Middy l'est. the annual woman's dance, where all<br />
dress in middy blouses. Who furnished the costume is unknown, but Win.<br />
Fitch, thinking Harmon gymnasium would be darkened, went. It wasn't.<br />
Jesse Harris. L. H. S. S. A. President in June "10 (a girl), now Associated<br />
Woman Students' President, was drawn to the shy. reticent, retiring figure<br />
who would not speak to her. Cheney remained in Harmon in all six minutes,<br />
and wishes to state that there were also present a great many professors and<br />
their wives. <strong>The</strong> faculty will kindly review the escapade of Cataline in a<br />
similar case.<br />
In the line of debate, this was one of the few times a <strong>Lowell</strong> man lias not<br />
been on the intercollegiate team. In the Freshman-Sophomore debate. Daniel<br />
Honigsberger represented the Sophomores, while E. A. Falconer was on the<br />
Freshman team. T'oth are of Dec. '12.<br />
Milton Marks, the Carimt medallist, and L. II. S. S. A. President in<br />
June '10. is president of Congress, and is now, as Senior, studying law. He<br />
is a member of both the Junior and Senior honor societies. Winged Helmet and<br />
GoKlen Hear. Marks recently entered the W. C. T. U. Intercollegiate Temperance<br />
Essay contest. His was the only essay entered from all California.<br />
<strong>The</strong> W. C. T. I", declared that all bets were off. but Marks' attorney. Louis<br />
Goodman. June '09. is now suing for the $75. declaring that it was won by<br />
default. Marks won the $50 prize for a similar essay last year, which was<br />
contested for by ten California students.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> is perhaps not now as prominent as it lias been in the past, but<br />
even now it is represented pretty fairly, and is constantly improving.<br />
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of journals unreac<br />
lieve not; while<br />
may interest and ]<br />
list, but to send oi<br />
ment in return. S<br />
or neglected it. I<br />
is that they are t(<br />
Our journal is no<br />
the helpful, discen<br />
<strong>The</strong> Oracle (<br />
is very good. TJI<br />
Your monthly par<br />
whole journal sho<br />
the good work.<br />
From High i<br />
our exchanges. 'J<br />
English departme<br />
Lanagan." Your<br />
the advertisements<br />
were added it won<br />
new method of e<br />
Lodi Union I<br />
with THE LOWELI<br />
department; most<br />
Worry," was csp<br />
and the Athletics<br />
of the book, and<br />
the ad. which no<br />
the best issue of i<br />
Editors. We wif<br />
ytir Exchange I<br />
From Cogsw<br />
our list, publish©<br />
arc fine.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Aurora<br />
paper is splendid<br />
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At times it lias lieen c|ticstioncd whether the Exchange Editor's criticisms<br />
i'i* journals unread by the school arc interesting to the school itself. We believe<br />
not; while the comments of other schools upon our own journal<br />
may interest and prove helpful. Our plan has been to keep up the Exchange<br />
liur journal is not Class Al. It can stand a lot of improvement. We want<br />
the helpful, discerning suggestions.<br />
Tlu Oracle (Oakdale. Cal.) says: <strong>The</strong> October number of your journal<br />
i- very good. THE LOWELL is one of the very best in our Exchange column.<br />
Y"ur monthly paper really needs no criticism. <strong>The</strong> stories are good, and the<br />
winile journal shows what kind of workers you have on your staff. Keep up<br />
the good work.<br />
From //«.:,'/' School of Ctinwifw. THE LOWELL has a hi,»ii rank among<br />
i.ur exchanges. <strong>The</strong> stories are carefully written, which speaks well for the<br />
English department. Exceedingly clever was the plot of "<strong>The</strong> Perfidy of<br />
I.anagan." Your cover design shows artistic talent. We would suggest that<br />
the advertisements be together in the back of the book. If a table of contents<br />
were added it would increase the interest of the reader. Commerce wishes your<br />
new method of exchange good luck.<br />
Lodi Union High School (Lodi. Cal. I writes: We were very well pleased<br />
with THE LOWELL, and were surprised and delighted to sec the large literary<br />
department: most of the stories were excellent. <strong>The</strong> editorial. "I Should<br />
Worry." was especially clever. <strong>The</strong> report of the Organization Department<br />
and the Athletics shows your school spirit. We don't like ads. in the front<br />
of the book, and we wish it were not necessary. Couldn't you at least omit<br />
the ad. which now takes the place of a frontispiece? On the whole, this is<br />
the best issue of a monthly magazine we have seen since we became Exchange<br />
Editors. We wish to compliment you on your novel method of conducting<br />
your Exchange Department.<br />
From Cogswell Poly technical College: Yours is the only monthly among<br />
..ur list, published by the local high schools. Your literary work and jokes<br />
are fine.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Aurora (Anderson Union High. Shasta Co.. Cal.I comments: Your<br />
paper is splendid for a monthly, but if you could stand it. a few more cuts<br />
would brighten it up. )»
MR. FRANK. .MURTUX Principal<br />
MR. FREDERICK It. CLARK - Vice-Principal and Head of Hist. Dept.<br />
MR. FRANCIS E. CROFTS - - Head of Mathematics Department<br />
MISS A. G. DUFFY Mead of English Department<br />
MR. JOHN P. NOURSE - Ik-ad of Classical Language Department<br />
MISS M. M. CON - Head of Modern Language Department<br />
MR. HUDSON SHELDON . . . . Head of Science Department<br />
MR. J. J. SCHMIT Head of Drawing Department<br />
MR. JAMES E. ROGERS History and Oral English<br />
MR. JOHN A. LONGLEV - - History<br />
MISS ELSIE i'.OWMAN Mathematics<br />
MR. F. \V. ROCKHOLD Mathematics<br />
MR. 11. P.. McCHESNEV Mathematics<br />
MR. C. E. TAYLOR Mathematics<br />
MR. FRANKLIN E. PERHAM English<br />
MISS CECILIA CRON1SE English<br />
MISS ELSIE A. WEIGLE English<br />
MISS. FRANCES HODGKINSOX Classical Languages<br />
MR. GEORGE CARTON Classical Languages<br />
MR. McKINLEY History and Classical Languages<br />
MR. FRANK !',. TUCKER - - - French and Classical Languages<br />
MR. LEROY H. STEPHEN'S - - German<br />
MISS EDITH PENCE - . . . Modern Languages and English<br />
MR. I'.. P. RICMARDSOX Science<br />
MR. C. W. FENDER Science<br />
MR. A. DOWNEY Sciencc<br />
MR. T. A. SMITH Science<br />
MR. FREDERICK W. KOCH - - - - Science<br />
MR. AARON ALTMAN Drawing<br />
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In reviving the old associations the returned <strong>Lowell</strong>ite probably finds<br />
no experience mure delightful than the renewing of liis acign:ding in our navy. <strong>The</strong> following extracts<br />
of the United States Army'' will be of interest to<br />
"<strong>The</strong> Coston Lights are made of a slow burning<br />
composition and arc hele' in a socket and displayed by hand. <strong>The</strong> Very<br />
system projects stars winch are shot from pistols."<br />
<strong>The</strong> inaccuracy in this instance might pass unnoticed by the average<br />
reader but the caution still holds that an author who employs technical<br />
terms should know that he is using them accurately.<br />
In "<strong>The</strong> Postponed Suicide" we have an interesting bit of character<br />
study, well developed and presented in a lively style.<br />
It becomes evident in the two stones. "<strong>The</strong> Master Mind" and '"In an<br />
Affair of Honor." that the mind of the high school boy still finds delight in<br />
the tales of western mining-town life am! why should he not choose this<br />
setting which appeals so readily to his adventure-craving nature. <strong>The</strong> editor<br />
has been fortunate in securing stories which present an original idea developed<br />
in this familiar field.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is one story in the October issue which does not merit a place<br />
in THE LOWKI.I.. <strong>The</strong> theme of "Jones vs. Tortola" is trite and the plot<br />
presents no originality. av.ntimu-c! i.n \,MI; .v.i<br />
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A few (lavs ago sonic one was heard to say. "<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee is<br />
not a representative foody. It is trying to run things." For the benefit of<br />
those who agree with tin- afoove statement and those, far too many, who do not<br />
know that we have-Vtii Executive Committee, this article has been written.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee was established by the constitution of the<br />
L. 11. S. S. A. in 1908. as the governing board of the association, its •members<br />
are the Principal of the School. Faculty representatives. Executive Officers.<br />
Class representatives and representatives of school interests. <strong>The</strong> Executive<br />
Officers are President. Vice-President. Secretary. Treasurer, four Assistant<br />
Treasurers and a Student Representative to the A. A. L.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Executive Committee lias entire supervision of the interests of the<br />
Students' Association. It has the duty of apportioning money, caring for<br />
associatinii property and distributing it a> needed. <strong>The</strong> committee must<br />
authorize all disbursements and expenditures of money. It has also the duty<br />
of .sanctioning all contests, entertainments, rallies and the like, involving the<br />
name of the school, or given '>>' *' !c students under the name of the school.<br />
In addition the committee is empowered to grant I Hock l.'s and to dismiss<br />
members from the association for dishonorable conduct of any sort.<br />
<strong>The</strong> duties of the governing board are performed, in regard to clubs, only<br />
s.> far as the entire association is affected, and it can easily be seen that this<br />
is necessary to secure perfect harmony between the various activities. In this<br />
last, help is rendered by the Students' Affairs Committee, which arranges dates<br />
so that there sha i be no conflict.<br />
It is plain from the above list of powers, stated in the constitution, that<br />
the Executive Hoard is only doing what is right and necessary to carry out the<br />
purpose of the organization. As far as it being a representative body is concerned,<br />
that rests with the members of the association themselves. Any one<br />
wishing to become a candidate may hand in his name to the secretary. He<br />
receives the greatest consideration and if he is not nominated, his name will<br />
be placed on the lwILii by petition, provided only ;bat his scholarship is satisfactory.<br />
And. most important of all. the IIII'IIIIHTS elect the officers and class<br />
representatives. It is up to them whether representative people are chosen:<br />
they should nmember this when voting.<br />
<strong>The</strong> following officers will guide the L. 11. S. S. A. during the next<br />
term: President. James t'onrado. "14: vice-president. Dorothy Ricdv, '14; Secretary.<br />
Hyde Lewis. "14: 1st assistant treasurer. Art'.iur Carfagni. '14: 2nd assistant.<br />
Herbert Wilson. '15: 3rd as-istant. Esmond Schapiro. "14: 4th assistant. Leon<br />
Schoenfeld. '15: Editor. Victor Calvin. "14: Reading Club Representative. Alma<br />
Thornhruf. "15: Hoys' Glee Club Representative. Abe Schmulowitz. '14: Girls'<br />
(!Iee CIul '.euresentative. Ruth Johnston. '14: Orchestra Representative, Harry<br />
Seidki:;. "14: Camera Club Representative. Joseph Hyman. '14: Girls' l'asketball<br />
Manager. Mary Lycette. "15: Football Manager. Simon Katten. "14: Swimming<br />
Manager. Robert Don. "16: Debating Representative. Samuel Lewis. '13:<br />
Track Manager. Lewis Emery. "15. Those elected to the Students' Affairs<br />
Committee are James Conrado. Akin I.eavv. Hyde Lewis. Ruth lohnston<br />
and Dorothy Riedy. We wish them success. ' V. L. F.. lune '14.<br />
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Many interesting selections read by the members nf the Club at its<br />
meeting, readings from the ancient humorists by Mr, McKinlcy, an entertainmcut<br />
and a play show the scope which this organization has covered<br />
during the past term. All of these have been chosen for the purposes of<br />
education and amusement. Xo organization in the school has better appointments<br />
for varied, interesting and instructive programs than the Reading<br />
Club, and as a result the meetings are unusually well attended. <strong>The</strong> society<br />
has prospered in the past and it i» to be sincerely hoped that it will continue<br />
its work in the future. It is ;
DEBATE<br />
Another semester has passed in the history of the Debating Society.<br />
Another term • >i endeavor is finished. Endeavor to interest the entire<br />
school in debating. to enthuse the member^ of the Society with a desire<br />
for forensic ability, and to instruct ami train the lower classmen in its<br />
principles. Mow far has this endeavor been successful? With much disappointment<br />
1 say it has been a failure. Debating at <strong>Lowell</strong> is placed in<br />
the background and nut even considered by the majority of students.<br />
In any organized political society two factors have been politics and<br />
war. I he same relative position is occupied in our high schools of today<br />
by debating and athletic-;. Fur the development of the athlete we<br />
have the various teams: for the debater the Debating Society. Why do<br />
some "J!'i out" for athletics ami others join the Debating Society and<br />
debate. It is ambition: ambition to improve, as the case may be. either<br />
physically or mentally; and to improve mentally is more difficult than<br />
to physically belter oneself. l'.oth ambitions are worthy ones. If the<br />
Debating Society is a capable means of improving yon mentally, then it<br />
should be supported by the majority of the school, not the minority. No<br />
organization, nor team, no,- society, can exist without the backing of the<br />
school, and so it rests with you. every <strong>Lowell</strong>ite. to see that debating<br />
rises to a higher importance: and then keep it there.<br />
One feature worthy of encouragement has been the support which the<br />
members of the "fairer sex" have given the Society. <strong>The</strong> membership of<br />
the girls is constantly increasing, they attend the meetings regularly and<br />
try at all times to aid the welfare of the organization. Fellows, you who<br />
are always boasting of your superiority over the girls in all activities, are<br />
you going to allow the girls to outdo yon in debating?<br />
It is to the Freshmen that we have to look for our raw material, and<br />
each term debates are held in which only Freshmen participate. One of<br />
these was held last month, and it was the most spirited debate of the<br />
term. He especially is the one who needs an understanding and interest<br />
in the
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Although e;>ch semester deprives the l'.«>ys' Glee Club of members who<br />
arc excellent vocalists ami without whom the Club would seem entirely at a<br />
loss, yet the thin line f those remaining develops into a strong backbone,<br />
and aided by the ever-willing newcomer, <strong>Lowell</strong> has managed to maintain a<br />
Glee Club which has always been an honor to its organization life. This<br />
.-eniester has been no exception, and because new members have tilled the<br />
vacancies of those graduated last June, the Club has upheld its reputation.<br />
What has been accomplished, do you ask?<br />
liilucutiomilly—It has imparted to its members a better knowledge of<br />
linisic. and has awakened in them a desire for good music. llesides. it has<br />
given all an exhibition of what male voice, when properly trained, can do.<br />
Socially—It has afforded pleasure to the school at large. At the concert<br />
given November 20 the Mudents (lf our high school had an opportunity to<br />
escape from that ever-hated eighth period and to enjoy an hour of select<br />
music. Moreover, the twenty-two member: have been joined in a staunch<br />
friendship, and harmony ha-; developed » l)l merely in song, but in personal<br />
relations as well.<br />
Fiminchilty—<strong>The</strong> concert proceeds have enabled it to turn in more than<br />
twice the amount withdrawn from the student body treasury.<br />
What still remains to be done this term lies in following out custom.<br />
During the last week of every u-rm in the past, it has been the custom for<br />
the P.oys' and Girls" Glee Clubs and the Orchestra to join hands in affording<br />
the sailors of Verba I'liena Island a pleasant evening. <strong>The</strong> occasion has<br />
alwav.- been looked forward to. as the sailors have always been glad to see<br />
us and have enjoyed our efforts. besides the trip across has been a<br />
delightful one.<br />
<strong>The</strong> great success of the Hoys' Glee Club in the past five years has<br />
been solely due to our own Mr. T. A. Smith, whose experience as leader<br />
conies from the University of C;:' fornia Glee Club, of which he w;is an active<br />
member y.'hile a student there. To him the members of <strong>Lowell</strong> owe their<br />
thanks.<br />
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Many have been the ups and downs of the Ciirls" Cdee Cluli. hut as<br />
they have dime "in im top. these tribulations have now lust their terrible<br />
a-pcet. First, ami foremost, we were confronted at the betjiiinin.n of the<br />
semester by the uiulreauieil-of calamity of no iuiuls for a director. This<br />
elond was soon dispelled by the discovery of a leader in our faculty. Mr. Richardson.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n for a while all was enthusiasm, and practice went forward at<br />
.: threat rate, lint this spirit wane:! and at one time was at the point of<br />
expiring, when a second wave of ardor swept over this band of choristers<br />
and -aved the life and name of Ciirls' (Ilee.<br />
Prospective concert.- formed an added incentive and hard, earnest<br />
work characterized those who as-emhled for rehearsals in the Auditorium<br />
• MI Mondays. Finally, the number of these meetings was doubled. Hut<br />
you may ask. ••What was the final result? Was it worth anything?" In<br />
answer. I'll ask. "Did you attend the joint concert of the musical clubs on<br />
November 20: " It voit did you can judije for yourself", if not. ask anybody<br />
who is not a downright pessimist. <strong>The</strong> general opinion is t'iat the loir's<br />
performed, better than they have for several terms. So, cheer up. twirls:<br />
•.here is always hope.<br />
Anither treat is still in store for us. <strong>The</strong> (loat Island concert is to<br />
take place in the near future. All who have ever been there know there<br />
is only fun connected with the trip. If you don't beliexe it.—"<strong>The</strong> proof<br />
of the puddinn is the eatiusj there'f."<br />
CRITICISM. iC'iiitiiHH-il in.m |>:iiu' -16.><br />
lleside- the fiction there should always be a place in the hijjh school<br />
paper for the more serious article, at once instructive anil interesting.<br />
Material such as is presented in the article "Salinas" lii-r Week" is decidedly<br />
appropriate for our paper hut would have abided interest f, >r the reader if<br />
presented as a personal experience. In securing such articles as "<strong>The</strong> Home<br />
of the Had Hoy" and "<strong>The</strong> Discovery of San Francisco Hay." the editor<br />
has shown excellent judgment.<br />
It is to be regretted that in a school which boasts nine hundred intelligent<br />
students one important phase of literature has been sadly neglected.<br />
Have we no writers of vi-i>e? In three issues of Tin-. I.OWKU. we have but<br />
one jingle, of some merit, a rouniM which was evidently produced under<br />
the stress of circumstance-.<br />
After reading the September number if Tin. I.OWKI.I. my first impulse<br />
was to congratulate the editor on the fact thai times had changed for the<br />
better. <strong>The</strong> evidences were that the day had finally come when the editor<br />
was receiving loyal support from tin- -titdent body To my surprise I was<br />
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<strong>The</strong> Orchestra has surely shown of what stuff it is made, during this<br />
term. Handicapped at the beginning hy lack of funds with which to procure<br />
>'i director, they selected one from their own midst. I'iccirillo, to wave<br />
their baton. Faithfully have they practiced, week by week, taking for<br />
their motto. "Let us, then, be up and doing." and who will dispute the<br />
fact that they really have done things. <strong>The</strong>ir hard, incessant labor has<br />
proclaimed that their new leader is a worthy successor of the old. And<br />
nut only the leader, but the member? who have demonstrated such spirit,<br />
deserve to be commended. This organization has set its standard high,<br />
and always manages ti> reach it.<br />
At the beginning of the semester, the Orchestra did not expect to<br />
participate very extensively in concerts, but we have been agreeably disappointed.<br />
At the Football Rally they helped to keep things humming. At the<br />
Reading Clul entertainment they jjave their 'quota of enjoyment. Everybody<br />
remembers the vim and vigor with which they rendered their selections<br />
at the joint concert of all the musical clubs.<br />
Still another event is to take place this term. Soon we are to take the<br />
little tug to Goat Island. Are w-e looking fonyard to this? <strong>The</strong> answer is<br />
not needed. Who could help but have a good time there?<br />
Members of <strong>Lowell</strong> High School,—take notice. We are going to<br />
start a brass band next term. Think of that! Now, all you who can play<br />
any brass pieces whatever, get in practice over vacation, so you will be<br />
able to join with these immortals. <strong>The</strong> music at first is to be simple; no<br />
fancy strokes till you hjive learned to swim; and we hope the brass band<br />
will then take its place; beside the Orchestra for snap and "pep." Trombones<br />
and the Freshmen behind them are especially desired. So. in the<br />
name of <strong>Lowell</strong>, heed this call.<br />
CRITICISM. (Continued from page 56.)<br />
informed that the success of the magazine still depends on the activity of<br />
the editor and of a few faithful supporters. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> High School student<br />
bodv has reached the nine hundred mark. <strong>The</strong> school magazine is an<br />
important organ of that body. Each of the nine hundred students has had<br />
some work in English. THE LOWMU. has been a success this term through<br />
the efforts of a rm- tea: Now let us put these facts together and. setting<br />
our imaginations to work, let us picture the splendid product which would<br />
result from the proper co-operation. Surely this should afford sufficient<br />
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<strong>The</strong> term now at its close has been without doubt one of the best<br />
within the history nf the Club. More active anil general work has been<br />
accomplished than in any previous year. <strong>The</strong> membership has increased<br />
;;t such a rate that a necessary limit will be assigned in the near future, or<br />
else more stringent attendance regulations, which are requisite for the<br />
proper maintenance of any club. <strong>The</strong> roll now exceeds the half century<br />
mark, and of these more than half attend the meetings. <strong>The</strong> officers<br />
who have piloted the Club through this closing semester are: President,<br />
Mr. l'.rcyman: vice-president. Miss Kowell: secretary. Mr. I. Meyer; librarian.<br />
Miss Grimes, and representative. Mr. Zimmerman.<br />
<strong>The</strong> simple fact that the Club has paid more attention to home matters<br />
and less to those touching directly on the school, accounts for the<br />
better attendance of the meetings and the less conspieuousness of the<br />
members. Pictures have been taken at all the games, meets, and other<br />
activities in which the school was especially interested, together with those<br />
at our urban celebrations. Some night photographs taken by Mr. Meyer<br />
were very creditable. Lectures have been delivered by the President on<br />
Photographic subject*, both in the club-room and with actual manipulations<br />
in the dark-room. Judging from the amount of chemicals dispensed with<br />
in the latter named room a great deal of work must have been accomplished.<br />
As the Representative of the Club is now elected by the school we<br />
may. with a small assistance, be able to construct the long desired enlarging<br />
lantern.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Club gave no tina! entertainment this term, owing mainly to the<br />
lack of material. Also the expense incurred by the renting of a suitable<br />
stcrcoptieon and the featured moving picture films were too great to make<br />
the giving of such any benefit to the school. A lecture was delivered by<br />
Mr. heavy of the Panama-Pacific Exposition in which the Club rendered<br />
assistance.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re arc greai possibilities for the Club during the coming term. <strong>The</strong><br />
season of the year most adapted for the taking of pictures will soon be<br />
here, and much active work is expected to be accomplished. If there is any<br />
member of the I.. H. S. S. A. interested in photography and desiring to<br />
know more about the art, let him come forward. <strong>The</strong>re are no dues. We<br />
meet every other Tuesday in Room 318. Here's success to the Club that<br />
aims after better appreciation and knowledge of the world's great practical<br />
science. EIV.KXK A. BREVMAX.<br />
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<strong>The</strong> Hi ink Exchange, now in existence for two years, lias nut been so<br />
sueces-ful financially as in former terms, owing to the introduction of new<br />
1'iinks. 1' uithermore. the school, as a whole, has not been as active as it<br />
illicit In.- in co-operation with the Exchange. To gain larger profit we<br />
linpe i" introduce a Co-operative I'.ook F.xchange. If possible we will<br />
get permits in sell new bonks and tablets: anyhow, we will have agents<br />
i"!' tlie dilUTent rooms to collect books which the students wish sold, so<br />
there will be less rush towards the close of the terms. We will endeavor<br />
t" supply the classes, especially the English classes, with books, having<br />
tliein nn hand in their recitation rooms when needed. This will save<br />
time inr the student, and will help the Hook Exchange financially.<br />
Aimther reform is the recent union of the I'ook Exchange with the<br />
I."si and Kmind. Any lost article and any books found outside recitation<br />
"r da.-s r.I. mis will be brought to Room 126. <strong>The</strong> books, if not reclaimed<br />
in a week, are confiscated. <strong>The</strong> former owner can reclaim a confiscated<br />
'"mk iir it is not sold already) at one-tenth its assessed value, the assessed<br />
value being between 50 and 70 per cent of the value of the book when<br />
new. (itlu-rwise the book may be sold at the assessed value, the whole<br />
priifit g..ing to the I'.ook Exchange.<br />
We In ipe that hereafter the Lost and Found agents will report articles<br />
lnst nr found in their respective rooms to the Lost and round Manager<br />
in km mi 126: that the students will be a little more careful where<br />
iliey place their books, and that they will reclaim them at once when<br />
they kimw of their loss: that the students will be careful of where they<br />
I'lace their slips (hereafter no money can be received without slips), and<br />
~t. that the students will give their hearty cc-operation in patronizing<br />
the I'M mk Exchange.
Formed as the <strong>Lowell</strong> High School Honor Society in 1905. Reorganized as the<br />
Winged L and Scroll Society in 1907. ... .<br />
<strong>The</strong> niemhcrs of this Society endeavor to promote Rood, clean activities in the<br />
school and to keep harmony among the various branches of student enterprise.<br />
Each member of this Society must have worked faithfully _ and unselfishly for<br />
his Alma Mater, for the motto reads. "In the Service of <strong>Lowell</strong>."<br />
Thaddeus H. Kho'Jes.<br />
George Brown.<br />
Albert Bull.<br />
Victor Furth.<br />
Edward Wagener.<br />
HONORARY MEMBERS.<br />
Archibald J. Cloud William C. CritHnden<br />
MEMBERS IN SCHOOL.<br />
Class of 1913.<br />
Allison Reyman.<br />
Arthur Carfagni.<br />
Class of 1914.<br />
James Conrado.<br />
Hyde Lewis.<br />
Class of 1915.<br />
Herbert Wilson.<br />
^ljtelfo attb SI<br />
"In the Service of <strong>Lowell</strong>."<br />
Benned Golcher.<br />
William Bender.<br />
Robert Bernstein.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Shield and L Society was oi gnitizcd in 1905. <strong>The</strong> members of this organization<br />
work quietly, unselfishly for <strong>Lowell</strong>, with the aim of arousing and keeping<br />
alive among the students a healthy n.erest in school affairs.<br />
Iola Riess.<br />
Elinor Durbrow.<br />
Dorothy Reidy.<br />
Frances McCloughry.<br />
* Left school this term.<br />
HONORARY MEMBER.<br />
Miss Elsie A. Weiglc.<br />
MEMBERS IN SCHOOL.<br />
Class of 1913.<br />
Class of 1914.<br />
Josie Maestretti.<br />
Clyfficc Xcvin.<br />
Class of 1915.<br />
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Mary McCabe.<br />
* Anita Venker.<br />
* Margaret Volkmann.<br />
Alma Thornburg.<br />
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Frank Morton Gold L<br />
Fred. W. Koch Gold L<br />
T. A. Smith Gold L<br />
Class of 1913.<br />
Albert Hull Tennis<br />
Class of 1914.<br />
Dorothy Riedy Basketball<br />
Hyde Lewis Swimming<br />
Stokely Wilson Swimming<br />
Edwin Booth Swimming<br />
Fred Huntingtnn Swimming<br />
John Baird ... .Swimming<br />
William Bender Basketball<br />
James Conrado Basketball<br />
Richard Hermit Basketball<br />
Class of 1915.<br />
Emery F. Mitchell Swimming<br />
Herbert Wilson Swimming<br />
Randolph Flood Swimming<br />
Donald McKenzie Swimming<br />
Katherine McGechan Basketball<br />
Emily Russell Basketball<br />
Alma Thornburg Basketball<br />
Frances McCloughn Basketball<br />
Mary Lycctte Basketball<br />
I,con Schoenfeld Basketball<br />
Karl Gocppert Track<br />
Class of 1916.<br />
Robert Don Swimming<br />
A. Smith Swimming<br />
Class of 1917<br />
H. Gardner Swimming<br />
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<strong>The</strong> football^ seasor ' over at last, and Lick has been declared<br />
"'Winner of the Sari Fm. .sco^Sub-Lcague." <strong>The</strong> Lick team went to<br />
Palo Alto on Saturday, November 29, and there was mauled about by the<br />
team of the Palo Alto High School to the tune of 28 to 0 in a game<br />
termed "the championship contest of the A. A. L."<br />
Just why it was not the championship contest and why Lick was<br />
not really the champion of the San Francisco Sub-League, I will try to<br />
tell you here plainly and in an unprejudiced manner.<br />
On the 18th of October <strong>Lowell</strong> met Lick in a leagtie match. <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
harl been undefeated. Lick had been taken into camp by Cogswell in<br />
:i previous game. <strong>Lowell</strong> was leading by a score of 6 to 5 in the second<br />
half, when the referee awarded Lick a free kick on a forward pass. A<br />
goal was kicked, giving Lick the mi vantage. S to G, which they held. On<br />
the advice of Mr. Mullincux, the <strong>Lowell</strong> coach, the decision was protested<br />
to the Sub-League, and to the Rugby Union, which had furnished the<br />
referee and is supreme on all rugby matters in California. <strong>The</strong> Rugby<br />
Union awarded the game to <strong>Lowell</strong>, with the recommendation that it be<br />
replayed. <strong>The</strong>n <strong>Lowell</strong> defeated Cogswell. Cogswell protested a <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
player as ineligible and both protests came up at the same meeting of the<br />
Sub-League. <strong>Lowell</strong> proved the player eligible, and the Sub-League officials<br />
then refused to accept the decision of rugby experts on the Lick-<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> game, though the majority of them admit their ignorance of the<br />
finer points of rugby. This brought about a triple tie between <strong>Lowell</strong>,<br />
Lick and Cogswell, while in reality <strong>Lowell</strong> had not lost the game to Lick,<br />
according to the decision of the best authorities on rugby in California,<br />
and therefore should have replayed the contest with Lick.<br />
Another game was played between <strong>Lowell</strong> and Lick, but not considered<br />
the play-off of the disputed game. <strong>Lowell</strong> was defeated and Lick<br />
played Cogswell, the latter having won the toss-up to see which team<br />
would only have to play one game. Lick won. In the week between the<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong>-Lick and Lick-Cogswell games another meeting was held and<br />
the matter was reconsidered. It was decided to consider the second <strong>Lowell</strong>-<br />
Lick a play-off and the three teams were then rightly in a triple tie. When<br />
Lick defeated Cogswell on the 22d of November, they considered themselves<br />
champions, though the Sub-League had ordered them to play <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
in the final game of the triple tie (since Lick eliminated Cogswell). <strong>The</strong><br />
game was set for the following Wednesday, November 26.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is a rule that makes it necessary for managers of contesting<br />
teams to send "blue blanks"—that is, lists of eligible players, to the manager<br />
of the opposing team, five days before the contest. If sent by mail,<br />
the postmark is taken as the time of sending. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> manager sent<br />
his blue blank to Lick as soon as he learned that that team won. and<br />
the envelope was exhibited in a meeting of the Sub-League on Tuesday,<br />
the day before that on which the game was scheduled to be played. It<br />
was found to have been sent several hours less than the required five<br />
days, and the officers of the Sub-League decided that in this way <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
had forfeited to Lick, despite the fact that the <strong>Lowell</strong> manager did not
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know which team the '<strong>Lowell</strong> 1 team would play' against uritif;after the<br />
time the blanks should have been sent, to meet the requirements of the<br />
five-day law. <strong>The</strong> championship was awarded to the Lick team and they<br />
took it and were glad to get it.<br />
If Lick wants the championship that way, let them have it. <strong>The</strong><br />
papers were quick to have their little joke about the matter and Lick<br />
was referred to as the "blue 1 '- blank champions." and like "digs" and remarks<br />
went their way without number. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> players have worked<br />
hard all season and have had high hopes, but they would not want a<br />
championship won in that way.<br />
True, Lick came out of two contests with <strong>Lowell</strong> on the gridiron on<br />
the long end of the score, but any person who saw the games and is<br />
fair-minded, will not hesitate to say that the Luck ruggers were lucky to<br />
get away with their victories. <strong>The</strong> first one needs no explanation. <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
was beaten by a most glaringly wrong decision and the Sub-League itself<br />
finally admitted this. <strong>The</strong>n the second contest. Lick got their try early<br />
in the game and soon after were awarded a free kick. Thus they got their<br />
points. <strong>Lowell</strong> outplayed them in the second half, and made a try long<br />
before the end of the game. During the last five minutes, <strong>Lowell</strong> had<br />
Lick in desperate defense the whole time, and when the game was over,<br />
the ball had just gone into touch on Lick's three-yard line. <strong>The</strong>y may say<br />
that it was useless to beat us again, or that the faculty over at Lick<br />
wouldn't let them play us again, but right down in their hearts they<br />
didn't want to take the chance of playing us again!<br />
This year has seen a very successful football team, despite the fact<br />
that it did not win the Sub-League championship. Counting every game<br />
played, there have been twelve matches during the season, eight of which<br />
the <strong>Lowell</strong> players won and three they lost and the other was the disputed<br />
game with Lick. Our first defeat was at the hands of Oakland High<br />
School, 8 to 3, the second by the Stanford Freshmen, 8 to 5. and the third<br />
by Lick. 8 to 5. In no contest was the team overwhelmed and they always<br />
put up a hard fight that kept the opposing players going all the time.<br />
In the eleven contests the <strong>Lowell</strong> team has a record of 152 points against<br />
30 oi the opponents.<br />
<strong>The</strong> schedule:<br />
f Hitchcock, 0: <strong>Lowell</strong>, IS.<br />
t Oakland. S; <strong>Lowell</strong> 3.<br />
t Trinity, 0: <strong>Lowell</strong>, 32.<br />
t Stanford Freshmen, 8; <strong>Lowell</strong>. 5.<br />
* Polytechnic, 0: <strong>Lowell</strong>, 53.<br />
• Mission. 3; <strong>Lowell</strong>. 6.<br />
t Practice name*.<br />
* St. Ignatius, 0; <strong>Lowell</strong>. 6.<br />
t Napa, 0; <strong>Lowell</strong>, 3.<br />
'< Tamalpais, 3; <strong>Lowell</strong>. IS.<br />
* Lick, 8. no contest; <strong>Lowell</strong>. (6).<br />
* Cogswell. 0; <strong>Lowell</strong>. 3.<br />
* Lick, 8: <strong>Lowell</strong>. 5.<br />
* League grimes.<br />
<strong>The</strong> players deserve great credit for their fine record, and for the way<br />
that many of them learned the game, but Mr. Mullineax, our coach, is<br />
the man who is mainly responsible for the team's great showing. He was<br />
always with the team in a game, ready with the necessary advice, instilling<br />
into his squad the fighting spirit that got him the name of the<br />
"fighting chaplain." He proved a great little boss, a man who knows rugby<br />
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efforts at practice, and whenever he told a man what he_should not do,<br />
he'-aiways stopped to explain what should be done instead. JHe has volunteered<br />
hjs services for next spring andr offers to do all in his power to<br />
"turn out a winning team next fall. He took the squad with but two veterans<br />
of last vear's team remaining and he rounded out of the raw material<br />
a team that figured with, the best of them.<br />
This does not seem a time to figure on the possibilities of next year,<br />
but at present it seems that <strong>Lowell</strong> will be represented by nearly a<br />
veteran team. Of the scrum men, Osbomc, front rank, and Grieb, middle<br />
rank, graduate in December. Hawks has transferred to Oakland and<br />
Crawford intends to quit school at the enrl of this term. Captain Bender<br />
will graduate in June. Unless others unexpectedly leave, this year's team<br />
minus the five mentioned will be on hand next fall. If the services of<br />
' Mr. Mullincax can be secured again, and if the ten veterans expected<br />
return to school next fall, it is safe to say that <strong>Lowell</strong> will put forth an<br />
aggregation in 1914 that no one will be able to beat out of the championship<br />
by fair play.<br />
Bertheau—A player new to rugby, did not try out until the season was<br />
well advanced. He is not a speed marvel, but he possesses grit and<br />
endurance, and strength that cinched him a position in front rank<br />
from the start.<br />
Osborne—i'crtheau's partner in front rank, is a player who is always on<br />
the bfcl!. Me was particularly useful in dribbling rushes and held<br />
down his place in the line-outs well. He was also manager, and in<br />
that position was as conscientious as in his playing.<br />
Knight—At lock, is one of the largest men on the team. He worked<br />
hard all season, never missing a practice. His work in the line-outs<br />
and his place-kicking .nade him noticeable in every game.<br />
Berndt—At breakaway, learned rugby this season, and proved himself one<br />
of the fastest forwards in the city. He played a conspicuous game<br />
in the line-outs and always followed up the ball well.<br />
Wilson—<strong>The</strong> other breakaway, played at center three-quarters during the<br />
last few weeks of last season, but proved this year his position was<br />
breakaway. He and Hermit broke up many a play by smothering the<br />
opposing halfback. Herb has been elected captain, and is no doubt the<br />
man for the position, as he is always dependable and is known as a<br />
hard worker.<br />
Grieb—In rear rank, is a two-year veteran and when playing at his best is<br />
hard to beat. He has weight and fair speed, and a good boot that<br />
served the team well throughout the season.<br />
Don—In rear rank, proved himself to be the "phenoni" of the season. He<br />
was not able to go out until the final weeks and had never played<br />
football before, but he took to rugby like a duck to water and made<br />
good from the start.<br />
Turkington—Playing wing forward, also learned rugby this season. Me<br />
was the fastest of the forwards and a valuable man in attack. He<br />
will be in school for several seasons yet.<br />
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sition and'worfe<br />
Crawford—At cente<br />
team, \y.eighja'g<br />
work 1 and speec<br />
Flynn—At right wii<br />
ball got to him<br />
his great asset<br />
tackier on the<br />
Hawks—On the lef<br />
ing tactics ma<br />
teams. His gn<br />
Kehrlein—At fullba<br />
accurate boot,<br />
pended on in i<br />
Borland—At fullba'<br />
in his work. 1<br />
to this that K<<br />
Selvage—A new m<br />
is a sure tackli<br />
regular positioi<br />
much speed as<br />
Sample—Is one 6f<br />
steady position<br />
and unassumin<br />
his hard work.<br />
Emery—Was hand<br />
come this and r<br />
Carr—Was, Jrregul;<br />
^He is, howeve<br />
team in. :<br />
Lewin—Played at<br />
but his lack o<br />
ever, and will<br />
Rivers—Substitute<br />
larity at pract<br />
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Weinshenk, Hickhi<br />
assistance in givin<br />
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Katten—Rising from last year's substitute halfback, cinched the position I<br />
this year, and worked there consistently all season, with the exception<br />
of one or two games. Katten will be back next season, and much is<br />
expected of him.<br />
Conrado—At first five-eighths, learned the game this season and was one<br />
of the most dependable players on the team. His passing was excellent<br />
and he used his head at all times.<br />
Captain Bender—Was shifted from the scrum, where he played last year,<br />
to second five-eighths. He proved himself dependable in his new position<br />
and worked well with Conrado in the five-eighths positions.<br />
Crawford—At center three-quarters, was by far the smallest man on j!ic-..i"<br />
team, weighing only 130 pounds. He came out late, but his heady<br />
work and speed offset this and his lack of weight.<br />
Flynn—At right wing, was one of the fastest men on the team. When the<br />
ball got to him it was bound to go toward the opponents' goal line, but<br />
his great asset was his tackling ability. He was by far the surest<br />
tackier on the team.<br />
Hawks—On the left wing, was another speed marvel. This and his dodging<br />
tactic* made him one of the players most feared by opposing<br />
teams. His great fault, however, was in holding the bail too long.<br />
Kchrlein—At fullback, did not try ot t until late in the season. He has an<br />
accurate boot, though not so very long, and he could always be depended<br />
on in a tight place.<br />
Borland—At fullback, showed up well all season, and was conscientious<br />
in his work. His main fault was nervousness, and it was chieflv due<br />
to this that Kehrlein bsat him out in the last few weeks.<br />
Selvage—A new man at rugby, was used at wing and center three. He<br />
is a sure tackier and a conscientious worker: but was beaten out of a<br />
regular position because he is weak in passing and has not quite as<br />
much speed as his competitor.<br />
Sample—Is one of the hardest workers on the squad. He did not land a<br />
steady position because better players were against him. He is quiet<br />
and unassuming, and when he does get on, he will show the results of<br />
his hard work.<br />
Emery—Was handicapped greatly by his nervousness, but should overcome<br />
this and make a valuable player next season.<br />
Carr—Was irregular to practice and this was a strong point against him.<br />
He is, however, willing to learn and has another season to mske the<br />
team in.<br />
Lewin—Played at fullback, halfback and front rank during the season,<br />
but his lack of weight ever worked against him. He is willing, however,<br />
and will be back next year.<br />
Rivers—Substitute forward, had a chance to make the team, but his irregularity<br />
at practice worked against him.<br />
Thanks are due Rattner, Robinson. Stone. Vccki. Spiegel. Bergna,<br />
Weinshenk. Hickman. Gilkyson, Roscnthal. Schoenfeld. and Stever for their<br />
assistance in giving the team practice and thus helping in ; ts development.
• ; '•••"'•• /''•;•"•• ;• : v S W I M M I N G . : •''•'••'•;•• • ' • • • r ' : 0<br />
'flic swimming team again lias lived up to all expectations, although<br />
only one meet was entered by <strong>Lowell</strong>, r <strong>The</strong> old men improved a great<br />
deal over last term, while-;the new swimmers were an exceptionally fjne<br />
lot. <strong>The</strong> first event of the season was the interclass at the Y. M: C. 7 A.,<br />
and it was hotly contested. <strong>The</strong> Sophomores beat the Freshmen by 2}/2<br />
points. After this the real work began and the men practiced faithfully<br />
at the different tanks. After much discussion the meet was finally decided<br />
for November 14. Tryouts were held and the team was picked. How they<br />
justified She choice was shown the night of the A. A. L. meet. <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
won easily with 34 points. Flood and Lewis each won their heat in the<br />
50 yards. Lewis breaking the record and setting a mark of 27.1. However,<br />
Flood won the final with Lewis a very close second. In the 100 yards<br />
Don and Gardner pushed Johnson of Cogswell for first place, but were<br />
beaten by a short distance, Don getting second and Gardner third. <strong>The</strong><br />
record was also broken in this event. Tn the 220, the most exciting race of<br />
the evening, Hunlington of <strong>Lowell</strong> and Marselli of Mission swam neck<br />
and neck, finishing, tied for first. Smith, who was well up until the last<br />
lap, got third. Little Johnny liaird, by a wonderful fight, got fourth place<br />
in the 440. In the S80. I hintington. who held back until the last two laps,<br />
beat out the Lick men for first place by a wonderful spurt. McKenzie was<br />
third. <strong>The</strong> final event of the evening, the relay, was won easily by <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
We broke the record by 5 seconds, setting the time of 1.28 2-5. This mark<br />
is also better than any high school has ever made in the Y. M. C. A. tank.<br />
Captain "Herb" Wilson, who at the same time is manager, deserves<br />
a great deal of credit for bringing out the winning team that he did.<br />
Under adverse training conditions, and remaining faithful to the football<br />
team, he brought them to a great degree of efficiency by his capable<br />
work. Although Wilson did not swim in an individual race, he showed<br />
his worth as a sprinter in the relay by securing a large lead at the start.<br />
Wilson will be with us next year and he will undoubtedly do much good<br />
for the team.<br />
Randall Flood—Captain-elect and one of the fastest sprinters at <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
"Randy" has steadily improved and no doubt will next year set a new<br />
record in his event. He is also a very fast relay man. having a great<br />
dive which helps him in .short sprints.<br />
Hyde Lewis—<strong>The</strong> oldest man on the team. Hyde has always swum a fast<br />
race with a little improvement each time. He will be with us again<br />
next year.<br />
Robert Don—Perhaps has shown the greatest improvement of all and is not<br />
yet finished improving. He will no doubt win his race next term.<br />
Fred Huntington—Our long distance man. His race was always supposed<br />
to be the 220 but he caused quite a surprise in the easy manner in which<br />
he won the 880. He will be here next term.<br />
Donald McKenzie—Another ling distance man. '•.Mac" started in as a<br />
sprinter and would have made the relay, but his services were more<br />
("Continued on page 79.)<br />
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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> track team has completed one of its most brilliant seasons<br />
for many years, and has shown the school that, though sadly handicapped;'<br />
it can always come through with the right stuff at the critical moment.<br />
<strong>The</strong> handicaps under which this team labored were so great that even the ;_.,;^:;.|;<br />
most optimistic did not grant it the success it .-oKlafried. Though we lost . ::"'- ; *^-ji; .<br />
about seventy-five per cent, of our last year's point winners through 2:-;<br />
graduation, we still had a fairly good nucleus around which to build a '* •!<br />
team. <strong>The</strong>n, to add to our hard luck, on the day of the Sub-League meet, "•'.}?<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> played Lick at Rugby and that naturally took some of our best men.<br />
Considering all these handicaps, look at what we did. .<br />
Sub-League. |<br />
We entered this meet without any of our last year's sprinters, jumpers f-:<br />
or hurdlers, and with little expectation of making any showing. Our hopes sP<br />
were raised a little when Hawks and Conrado, who had played football in ?;<br />
the morning, showed up in their track suits. <strong>The</strong>n when our men began
man, the victor by a'foot, was disqualified, giving Goeppert first \n<br />
; the remarkable time of .52 1-5;- On account of this race, "Gep" was<br />
unable to.run the half and relay. He has been selected to captain the<br />
team next year.. May 1 he. captain a victorious team.<br />
Captain Wagener has proved himself to be cne of the mainstays of the<br />
team. This season was his first in the unlimited division but he surely<br />
showed that he is in a class with the besf of them. In the Sub-League<br />
meet, he secured third in the high jump, fourth in the broad, fourth in<br />
the javelin and tied for fourth in the pole vault. Ed has been on the<br />
track for three years and we look forward to seeing him again in 1914.<br />
[Editor's Note.—This was not written by Wagener himself.]<br />
Conrado is another man who deserves much praise. He had enough grit<br />
to play football in the morning and come out to toss the weights for<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> in the afternoon. He took third in the discus throw and fourth<br />
in the shot put. Jim will be with us another term.<br />
Vucosavlievich is another hard worker and consistent trainer. "Vuc" took<br />
third in the low hurdles in the S. F. and ought to be heard from next<br />
year.<br />
Fredricks has been showing nice form in the quarter and through the disqualification<br />
of Sloman captured third place in this event in the S. F.<br />
Hildebrand has shown himself a keen enthusiast and a valuable worker on<br />
the track squad. He won his heat in the 100-yard clash in the Sub-<br />
League, but lost by a close margin in tiie final. Owing to Goeppert's illness,<br />
"Hilde" was forced to run two laps in the relay, in which <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
finished third. Think that's easy? Try it.<br />
Robinson has shown himself to be a fast sprinter, but had the hard luck to<br />
turn his ankle in his first race in the S. F. Better luck next time, "Ber."<br />
Breyman has performed consistently in the high jump and sprints. He<br />
placed in the former in the Sub-League. He should be a valuable man<br />
next year.<br />
Cole and Brown ran nice races in the mile grind and though we lose Brown<br />
through graduation. Cole ought to be heard from next year.<br />
Bayless and Enos have been showing up well in the pole vault. <strong>The</strong> former<br />
placed in this event in the S. F. 7<br />
We have the makings of good men in Spellman, F; th, Schultz and Davidson.<br />
Come out next year: we need you. • • •<br />
Tn the 120-pound division. McRae took third in the V.-gh jump in the S. F.<br />
and Carfagni took fourth in the 75-yard dash. Both will compete next<br />
year.<br />
Hibbett, Cupples and Rhodes are showing up well in this class.<br />
In the 100-pound division we have some good little sprinters in Suzukawa<br />
and Gold, who took third and fourth, respectively, in the 50-yard dash.<br />
Elliott and McKenzie have also shown the right stuff.<br />
With all this material at school. <strong>Lowell</strong> ought to show up in fine style<br />
in the Sub-League and Interscholastics. Fellows, get behind Captain Geoppert<br />
and work, not for individual honors, but to place <strong>Lowell</strong> so far in the<br />
lead that it will always remain there.<br />
Basketi>ai^a^<br />
out foottalj0e|sor<br />
over andvtKefiteair<br />
January is becomi<br />
places and in!alii<br />
the P. Av A:tser&<br />
With but^tw^c<br />
huge task to build<br />
the example set bj<br />
material, arid thV<br />
the right places, a<br />
and then try their<br />
"Jim" Conradi<br />
team by several <<br />
erans. Berndt, fir<br />
ment and is conce<br />
comes to <strong>Lowell</strong> <<br />
the Telegraphs las<br />
<strong>The</strong>se are the mi<br />
any means absolu<br />
about may take pi<br />
On Friday e^<br />
Mateo to play th<<br />
were administered<br />
<strong>The</strong> first teair<br />
too much fouling<br />
pavilion, and the<br />
vantage. Lack of<br />
players offer no e:<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> startec<br />
players soon caug<br />
<strong>The</strong> two teams se<br />
on the long end <<br />
<strong>The</strong> second h<br />
and then the othc<br />
field goals for th(<br />
of the Winged L<br />
at the end, 32 to<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> U<br />
Manelli, Schc<br />
Conrado, guards.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second 1<br />
played and sadly<br />
<strong>The</strong> first half end
BOYS' BASKETBALL.<br />
Basketball has been Mow in starting this year, due to the long-drawnout<br />
football season, but now practice has started, the interclass scries is<br />
over and the team which will represent <strong>Lowell</strong> in the League games in<br />
January is becoming definite. A goodly squad of candidates is out for<br />
places and in all probability <strong>Lowell</strong> will enter two lightweight teams in<br />
the P. A. A. series.<br />
With but two veterans of last year's team remaining, it will be a<br />
huge task to build up a team around these two men that will live up to<br />
the example set by our 1913 champions. However, there is plenty of good<br />
material, and the worry of those in charge is to get the right men into<br />
the right places, and to perfect a system of combination plays by signals<br />
and then try them out in practice games.<br />
"Jim" Conrado, last year picked as guard on the All-Star A. A. L.<br />
team by several experts, and Captain Bender, center, are the two veterans.<br />
Cerndt, first substitute last year, has shown a world of improvement<br />
and is conceded a place on the team. Mannelli, a husky Freshman,<br />
comes to <strong>Lowell</strong> with a good reputation which he gained for himself on<br />
the Telegraphs last year, and is making a strong bid for a forward berth.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se are the most likely candidates at present, but they are not by<br />
any means absolutely certain of their positions, and a general shifting<br />
about may take place at any time.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> 29, San Mateo 32.<br />
On Friday evening, November 28, <strong>Lowell</strong> sent two teams to San<br />
Maico to play the first and second teams of the high school there, and<br />
were administered defeat in both games by close scores.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first team game was fast and well contested, but was marred by<br />
too much fouling by both quintets. <strong>The</strong> game was played in a dance<br />
pavilion, and the slippery floor put the <strong>Lowell</strong>ites under a decided disadvantage.<br />
Lack of practice and team-work was apparent, but the <strong>Lowell</strong><br />
players offer no excuses, and only wish for another chance at the winners.<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> started the scoring and ran up five points, but the San Mateo<br />
players soon caught up, chiefly through the fouling of the <strong>Lowell</strong> team.<br />
<strong>The</strong> two teams see-sawed through the half which ended with San Mateo<br />
on the long end of a 17 to 15 score.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second half was much the same. One team would forge ahead<br />
and then the other would overtake it. <strong>Lowell</strong> had a greater number of<br />
field goals for the game, but the number of fouls called on the wearers<br />
of the Winged L cost them the match and the San Mateo contingent led<br />
at the end. 32 to 29.<br />
<strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> team:<br />
Maneili, Schoenfeld and Flynn. forwards; Bender, center; Berndt.<br />
Conrado, guards.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second team was defeated 23 to 17. <strong>The</strong> game was loosely<br />
played and sadly lacking in team-play on the part of the <strong>Lowell</strong> players.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first half ended with the score in favor of San Mateo, 12 to 5. But
in the second half, our seconds appeared with some new men in their<br />
line-up and gave the country boys a run for their victory. <strong>The</strong> .<strong>Lowell</strong>'<br />
team was going well and rapidly cutting down the lead when time was<br />
called, with San Mateo on the long end. " :<br />
<strong>The</strong> line-up:<br />
Cole, Roscnthal and Pierrecini, forwards; Wilson, Don, centers; Wilkins,<br />
Schmulowitz, guards.<br />
On November 17, 18 and 19, the interclass series was played off and<br />
the Sophomores, under the captaincy of Bert Cole, were returned winners.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Seniors, led by Schmulowitz, ranked second and lost to the Sophs<br />
only after a hard fight. <strong>The</strong> Freshmen, captained by Voucosavlievich, finished<br />
third, and the Juniors occupied the cellar with three defeats and no<br />
victories, despite the excellent playing and earnest efforts of Captain Herb<br />
Wilson.<br />
<strong>The</strong> series brought to notice some very likely players, and they are<br />
being given every chance to land a position on the school team.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first game of the series saw the Seniors and Freshmen contending.<br />
<strong>The</strong> former started with a rush and showed their superiority throughout<br />
the first half, which ended with the score 19 to 7. In the second half<br />
the Freshies became more interested and put up a better game. When the<br />
final whistle blew, however, the upper classmen had the better of the argument.<br />
29 to 13.<br />
Following this game the Sophomores and Juniors mixed in what<br />
proved to be the most uneven match of the series. <strong>The</strong> Juniors did not<br />
score a point in the first half, while the second year men ran up 21 points.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second half was a repetition of the first except for the fact that the<br />
Juniors scored three points on a field goal and a foul. <strong>The</strong> final score was<br />
37 to 3.<br />
<strong>The</strong> first game of the next day was played between the Sophs and<br />
Freshmen. Again the second year players won and again the Freshies<br />
tasted defeat. <strong>The</strong> contest was, however, well played and interesting.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Sophomores led at half time by the score of 19 to 7, and won the<br />
game, 37 to 25.<br />
<strong>The</strong> second game was between the Seniors and the ill-fated Juniors,<br />
and was won by the former with 35 points to 8. <strong>The</strong> score at half time<br />
was 30 to 4.<br />
On the third day of the scries the Juniors and Freshmen met in the<br />
first game and the latter were victorious. 27 to 15. <strong>The</strong> first year men<br />
led at half time. 11 to 5. and kept a substantial lead throughout, although<br />
the Juniors played a much better game in the second half.<br />
Following this contest, the deciding game of the series was played<br />
between the Seniors and Sophomores. This match was marked by close<br />
guarding on the part of both teams. <strong>The</strong> Seniors started well and held<br />
the Sophs scoreless rill near the end of the first half, when three field<br />
goals and a foul netted them 7 points. <strong>The</strong> Seniors had meanwhile scored<br />
8 and the half ended 8 to 7 in their favor. For about ten minutes of the<br />
second half neither team scored, and the play was last and clean. <strong>The</strong><br />
Sophs; brQk
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Sophs broke the ice with a field goal and put themselves in the lead. <strong>The</strong>y<br />
finished there with the score 16 to 11. -• x<br />
<strong>The</strong> championship Sophomore team were awarded numerals by their<br />
class, and the players who are now entitled to sport a "16" on their jerseys,<br />
arc Cole. Woolrich, Don, Wilkins, Wilson and Green.<br />
BASEBALL.<br />
On account of the prolongation of the football season, the fall baseball<br />
practice has been sorely neglected. Plans for an interclass are being<br />
made and this will give Captain "Ber." Robinson a glimpse at the material<br />
for his next year's big team.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re arc now nine veterans left from the squad of twelve, and it<br />
iiids well for being a strong team. <strong>The</strong> "vets" arc Mitchell, Emery,<br />
Vccki, Wissing. Crawford. Captain Robinson, Utschig, llyman... and<br />
Hawks. Joe Flynn is also said to lie a big sticker. Mere's hoping. This<br />
docs nut mean that these arc the men who are to fight for <strong>Lowell</strong> this<br />
coming season. If these men hold their positions they will have to work<br />
hard. <strong>The</strong>re is a likely bunch of Freshmen, and if they have the fighting<br />
spirit they can take a position away from some of the old-timers.<br />
Albert Mull, manager of next year's team, has been laid up by sickness,<br />
and has been unable to attend to things this term. Hmery lias been<br />
manager pro tern.<br />
Already games have been arranged with San Jose. St. Matthews,<br />
Fremont, and Alameda High Schools, (lames are expected with Sacred<br />
Heart, Tamalpais and San Rafael.<br />
We want every one to show up at practice, and if you don't know<br />
Captain "Her." Robinson, you can easily become acquainted with him by<br />
o lining out and helping this lively third baseman to get his team into<br />
>hapc. And, to the students in general, the team lias great hopes that<br />
you will support it as you have the other teams this semester. May we "cash<br />
in" with success.<br />
SWIMMING (Continued from page 72).<br />
required in the longer races in which he swam consistently. Me also<br />
remains for next term.<br />
Alvin Smith—Has a bright future before him at <strong>Lowell</strong>. He has a well<br />
executed stroke for the 220 and will be valuable to <strong>Lowell</strong> in the future.<br />
Harold Gardner—Is only a Freshman and there will be nothing but blocks<br />
and stars for him in swimming for the next three years. He is rapidly<br />
improving.<br />
John Baird—Who though not very big has shown up a lot of big fellows<br />
who won't come out for athletics. Me is yet new at the 40 and big<br />
things arc expected of him next year.<br />
Emory Mitchell—Another veteran. He again swam a consistent relay lap<br />
and was a big help in the record breaking. He returns next year.<br />
Edwin Boothe—Also swam a last relay lap. excelling his good work of last<br />
year. He will be valuable to <strong>Lowell</strong> in the future.<br />
I'>v the above you can see that there will be an entirely veteran team<br />
back next year.<br />
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•=i: ' •"'•• GIRLS' BASKETBALL. - v . .V^X--<br />
"Wanted (at the time of this writeup)—-Three more teams to play vhe<br />
Girls' Basketball Team." Unless the above advertisement is complied<br />
with the girls cannot win their block L's, for only three games have been<br />
played this term, one with Commercial, September 22; one with Hamlin<br />
t.n November 10, the last with St. Rosa's Academy on November 13. <strong>The</strong><br />
first has been described in the second issue. <strong>The</strong> second was certainly<br />
""some fun," since it was played " on Hamlin's turf court, and<br />
rain fell throughout the whole time. Only three rooters from <strong>Lowell</strong> enjoyed<br />
the spectacle, and a very amusing sight it was, for only with the<br />
greatest difficulty could a step be taken. One slipped and slid about so<br />
that by the end of the game the players looked like football contestants<br />
on a muddy field. Despite the many and frequent falls <strong>Lowell</strong> managed<br />
to make 32 points and Hamlin 16. Only five played on a side, owing to<br />
the smallncss of the court. <strong>The</strong> <strong>Lowell</strong> line-up was as follows: Forwards,<br />
Frances MeCloughry and Elsa Harth; center, Mary Lycctte: guards,<br />
Dorothy Reidy and Dorothy LcMay.<br />
<strong>The</strong>- game with St. Rosa did not begin till about four o'clock. <strong>The</strong><br />
players had become tired of practicing, and the handful of <strong>Lowell</strong> spectators<br />
tired of waiting by the time the other school arrived. Cut when they<br />
did! Only about twenty <strong>Lowell</strong> girls to about a hundred St. Rosa girls,<br />
imagine, with pennants waving and even a mascot. Indeed, <strong>Lowell</strong> should<br />
be ashamed of that much-talked-of "school spirit." This is the lesson St.<br />
Rosa taught the <strong>Lowell</strong>ites—the least you can do is to support your team<br />
on your own court as well as they did on the opposing team's.<br />
<strong>The</strong> team also should profit by that game by realizing their deficiency<br />
in team-work and accurate passing, made clear by comparison with St.<br />
St. Rosa's. More practice is needed, and less reliance on individual skill.<br />
<strong>The</strong> St. Rosa players sent the ball through the air like a bullet, and it<br />
often did not stop till in the hands of the forwards, who, however, owing<br />
to the efficient guarding of our old stand-bys, could not make the goals.<br />
Our forwards managed to make 14 points to St. Rosa's 6, but were rather<br />
dazed when their guards began passing to each other. <strong>The</strong> whole team<br />
learned that "silence is golden' and talking makes fouls.<br />
Although the girls seemed to wake up in the first of the term and<br />
came faithfully to practice, it is sad but true that only half the number<br />
play now, since the novelty has worn off.<br />
Only about twice has the whole team practiced together. Surely some<br />
luck is connected with <strong>Lowell</strong>'s victories, since hard practice plays no<br />
great part. <strong>The</strong> reader may think the obnoxious writer of this has forgotten<br />
the motto, "Boost, don't knock," but kindly criticism is better<br />
than undue praise.<br />
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Again,, the old, old story, '"<strong>The</strong> interclass games are soon to bq<br />
played," and here's hoping they will before the end of the term. First,<br />
the weather was to blame, and it's the Thanksgiving dinner now. "Slow<br />
but sure" and "Never do to-day what you can put off till to-morrow"<br />
"seem to be the mottoes of the Tennis Club at present, which, by the way,<br />
has not had any too many meetings this term. ...Elections of officers will<br />
be held in the near future,, and if you want to be one of the officers begin<br />
soliciting votes. Let /.is" hope that next term will be more successful than<br />
this for the svieldersvof the racquet.<br />
"On going to Press—"<br />
GIRLS' BASKETBALL.<br />
Two more L games have been played just recently. <strong>The</strong> one with San<br />
Rafael on December 5 was "nip and tuck" the whole time, the score at the<br />
end of the first half being 8-5 and the final one 12-9. <strong>The</strong> game was not<br />
exactly genteel, since both teams "roughed" it to some extent. <strong>The</strong> most<br />
interesting sight of the flay was the nondescript costumes which the players<br />
wore as they rushed madly lor the train back. Rumor has it that one<br />
even tread upon Mother Earth with stocking feet. <strong>The</strong> line up was as<br />
foiiows: Forwards. Frances McCloughry and Katherine McGeehan; centers.<br />
Mary Lycette. Elsa llarth and Lorraine I'ergez: guards. Dorothy Riedy and<br />
Alma Thornburg.<br />
<strong>The</strong> game with Palo Alto on their court, December 6. was certainly<br />
a fine "wind up" to the term. Although the team had played a hard game<br />
just the day before they were again victorious, winning this time by a score<br />
of 2S-2. As our players sat clown to the decorated tables after the game<br />
they felt rather embarrassed because they had beaten their kind hostesses<br />
so badly. A most "dec-licious" dinner was served. If the Palo Alto girls<br />
can't take the prize in basketball they certainly can in cook-ng. Although<br />
they were somewhat crowded in the "auto"' on the way to the station they<br />
rode back to "dear old Frisco" very well satisfied, reflecting that 1913 had<br />
not been so very unlucky after all, since this was the twenty-fourth straight<br />
game won.
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
December 1916.<br />
HOWARD RAXSOHOFF Representative<br />
We Claim <strong>The</strong>se.<br />
HEXXY and BURKE—Swell the class funds by being late.<br />
HICKS—<strong>The</strong> class viz.<br />
RAXSOHOFF—Some talker.<br />
LA UTER—Class joke.<br />
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
June 1917.<br />
VIOLET GRAY , Representative<br />
"Think you're smart-<br />
'Cause we ain't got none?<br />
Just hold you're horses.—<br />
When we-uns come.<br />
We'll make 'em gallop—<br />
We'll make things hum!"<br />
It Is for <strong>The</strong>se Our Teachers Love Us.<br />
DIXKELSPIEL—Won't someone loan him a razor?<br />
FIGEXBAUM—<strong>The</strong> youth who does not believe in haircuts.<br />
WEBB—Our rah-rah boy.<br />
SHARKEY MAGXIX—Who would rather play tennis than cat.<br />
;..V- 0<br />
; :: '--W$SM<br />
WILLIAM SAMPLE ..<br />
ELSIE BRINK<br />
LINCOLN BATCHELT<br />
ALBERT JACOBS ....<br />
ANNETTE RUGGLES<br />
CARLOS VOGEL ..:.<br />
"MiME." STERN—Our<br />
"CUPID" ROSENBERG<br />
HELEN TERSCHURE<br />
GERTRUDE McCABE<br />
ELSIE BRINK^-Englai<br />
EUGENE REBSTOCK<br />
ETHEL BEAMENT ..<br />
GEORGE McLAUGHL<br />
MERRILL MENSOR<br />
ROBERT DON ......<br />
MENSOR—Heaven kno<br />
DORN—His jokes are I<br />
SCHOFIELD—His/.'late<br />
WOLF—An example ol<br />
MISSES WEIL and'G<br />
MISS LEONARD—th(
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
December 1915.<br />
WiI.I.IAM SAMPl.li President<br />
KI.SIK I'.RINK Vice-President<br />
I.I SCO I.X RATCH F.I-DKR Secretary<br />
AI.I'.KRT JACORS TrcasKrcr<br />
A N XI-ZTTK RUGGLKS Representative<br />
l/AKl.OS VOGEI SerRtant-at-Arms<br />
You Ought to Know 'Em.<br />
"MMK." STKRX—Our beauty doctor.<br />
"CUl'ID" UOSEXRKRG—Mr. Tucker's Jack-in-the-Box.<br />
IIKI.KN TERSCHUREX—A fashion-plate.<br />
GERTRUDE McCABE—Ditto.<br />
.'•'I.SIE URIXK—England needn't feel so proud—we've got a Mrs. Pankhurst, too.<br />
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
June 1916.<br />
EUGENE REBSTOCK President<br />
ETII EL REAM EXT ••• Vice-Prcsident<br />
GEORGE McLAUGHLIX - • • Secretary<br />
M ERRI LI. M EXSOR • • • • .Treasurer<br />
RORF.RT DON Representative<br />
Call the Officer!<br />
M EXSOR—Heavvn knows where th". class funds arc!<br />
DORX—His jokei are fierce!<br />
SCHOFIELD—His latest song, "AH the sir!s are crazy over in.!," has made a hit.<br />
WOLF—An example of how a hero should look. •<br />
MISSES WEIL and GRANT—"<strong>The</strong> Gold-Dust Twins."<br />
MISS LEONARD—<strong>The</strong> girl with the permanent complexion.
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
December 1914.<br />
ALDEN OSHORXE President<br />
11KITTA ANDERSON Vicc-Presider.r<br />
MARGARET KANE • Secretary<br />
ESMOND SHAPIRO •. Treasurer<br />
AI.I!ERTA JACKSON Representative<br />
Before the Footlights.<br />
ALII ERTA JACKSON—Who vigorously declares that history reports are unseemly<br />
and improper.<br />
LUCILE GRANICIIER—<strong>The</strong> immortal Bcrnhardt has a rival.<br />
AKIN LEAVY-"I wonder if the girls are looking at me now."<br />
HR1TTA ANDERSON—"My hair is while—but not with years."<br />
"PROFESSOR" ARBOTT— Who. having solved all problems in higher mathematics,<br />
now puts this question to our learned readers: "Is chewing gum compatible<br />
with physics?"'<br />
CLASS OFFICERS.<br />
June 1915.<br />
LEWIS EMERY President<br />
LORRAINE SANDS Vice-President<br />
WALTER PRATT Secretary<br />
JOE MOSS Treasurer<br />
FRANCES McCLAUCIIRY Representative<br />
WALTER RHODE Sergeant-at-Arms<br />
<strong>The</strong>se Put Us in the Shade.<br />
JOE FLYNN—When he makes another one of his sensational runs, he will, we<br />
hope, wear anti-skid chains.<br />
COL. KNIGHT—Who accepts everything without a murmur, but "is a great kicker,<br />
HELEN MORISSY—<strong>The</strong>re's a lot of "pep" in this young lady—for one so diminutive.<br />
RANDY FLOQP—Who takes to water like the Ark.<br />
BATCHELDER—-He really should get married, as his knowledge of Latin is too<br />
~ 'great for one mind. •<br />
SG<br />
Melville K<br />
Mildred Ft<br />
Easter Bc<<br />
Echvard E<br />
Lewis Les<br />
Samuel Le<br />
Krcscenz<br />
tola Riess.<br />
Walter Os<br />
Lewis Les<br />
George Bi<br />
lola Riess.<br />
Samuel Li<br />
Samuel Wi<br />
Eleanor &<br />
Oliver Fie<br />
Marjqrie .]<br />
George Br<br />
Albert Bui<br />
Helen Are<br />
ABE SCHMULO3<br />
VALENCE COW<br />
ELEANOR DUR1<br />
JAMES CONRAI<br />
CAROLYN FUR!<br />
"GOGGLES" ZIM<br />
HAPPY" MEXE<br />
"CHIEF" BENDE
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CLASS OFFICERS— DECE.MMER 1913.<br />
Fail Term 1913.<br />
.Melville Knufinani] President<br />
.Mildred Fulcher '.. .".'.'.".'.'.Vice-President<br />
kaster Meede Secretary<br />
Edward Elkins Treasurer<br />
Lewis Los Representative<br />
Spring Term 1913.<br />
Samuel Lewis President<br />
Kresccnz \V
<strong>The</strong> Class of Dec. "13 began its existence in January, 1910. It was<br />
composed of about 200 children representing nearly every grammar school<br />
in the city. Sonic of us were unknown to any <strong>Lowell</strong>ite, while a few had<br />
friends in the school. Of course we became acquainted at once. We<br />
were a motley collection of humanity, some clutching their diplomas, others<br />
the vaccination certificates and one even dared to wear a bridge medal.<br />
As we entered the school door many beautiful consolatory remarks were<br />
muttered by 1 he- upper classmen. We were baptized "scrubs," and we<br />
blushed fittingly.<br />
After running the gauntlet of the stairway we reached the second<br />
floor and registered, By a wise system of registration members from the<br />
sanie school were separated and we were assigned to Rooms 7. 8, 9 and 21.<br />
Our teachers were Mr. Koch. Mr. Kelly, Mr. Nourse and Mrs. Bowman.<br />
In :he classes we were addressed as Mr. or Miss and began to feel very<br />
grown up and important.<br />
After a while we heard the bells ring and we started our school routine.<br />
In each room we were given a list of books that we should buy. Most of<br />
our parents mortgaged the old homestead and got them for us without<br />
delay. Our names and L. H. S. '13 were inscribed the first day, but before<br />
the week was over "Open all Night," "Dry as Dust,'' and other witticisms<br />
had been added.<br />
<strong>The</strong> "scrub" rally was our first introduction to student body affairs<br />
and the faculty. Milton Marks, comforted and flattered us with his welcome<br />
and his prophesy of our future greatness, while Mr. Crofts disturbed<br />
and terrified us as he warned us against being loafers. We all joined<br />
the Student l.ody ami invested 10 cents in dues.<br />
As the first term neared the end we detestable scrubs suddenly became<br />
popular. Many Seniors and Juniors spoke to us and in a most polite<br />
manner told us that if we wished any advice concerning elections, we<br />
should consult them. As we were not as yet politicians the "Ward Heelers"<br />
cornered many votes. "And what is so rare as a day in June," etc. Those<br />
of us who got our promotion card that summer agree with the poet.<br />
We were no sooner H I's than we began to conspire to make the<br />
incoming scrubs as uncomfortable as passible. Our class was somewhat<br />
ss<br />
4<br />
^smaller than^yher|<br />
C: Our noon intermix<br />
the lot across the<br />
games with the uj<br />
By January v<br />
allowed to elect st<br />
yet, for how could<br />
class favored "Bio<br />
in order to get th<br />
come. We were<br />
fatherly leadership<br />
were held now am<br />
soon our forensic<br />
as well known to \<br />
Of course now<br />
much discussion a<br />
<strong>The</strong> boat ride com<br />
or a tug would ne<br />
for a caterer and oi<br />
for we found that<br />
As our class meetii<br />
soon we were inf<<br />
organized.<br />
When we beca<br />
under the care of '<br />
had dramatic taler.<br />
were revealed in tli<br />
a class(y) Hallowe<br />
see just a note of i<br />
Rumors that \<br />
hopes were built tij<br />
hoped-for actually<br />
were lodged in 3V.<br />
with new vim. Oi<br />
45 minutes, someti<br />
short meetings. O<br />
Order," and other<br />
hotly debated. Be<br />
in H-3) we gave c<br />
"Senior Dance." r<br />
another edition of<br />
iarities, call it "Tin<br />
that we don't know<br />
are now lost literat<br />
activities; but now<br />
to claim our attenti<br />
At last we we
smaller than when we started, but we received some members from June '13.<br />
Our noon intermission was one hour and fifteen minutes, and we wint tb4<br />
the lot across the street and played "Duck on the Rock" and many other<br />
games with the upper classmen. ;- /<br />
I'.y January we were known as Sophs, and wer^..honored by being<br />
allowed to elect subjects. This was really the hardest'^york we had done<br />
yet. for how could we be sure we were picking the easiest? Most of our<br />
class favored "Biology," and Mr. Carey spent many hour«
w.<br />
MELVILLE KAUFMANN<br />
•"Mass President, MS; Eilttorliil<br />
Stuff "I.o\vell." '12: KciulinK<br />
Chili, "12. '13: Cliiilrmiin League<br />
Extension, "IS: n. I* C. Dele-<br />
Kate. '13: Debating Society, '10.<br />
•11. '12. '13: Interclass DeliatlnK<br />
Teai:.. "10: Class l>eliatlni; Team.<br />
"11: ConewpomlinK Secretary.<br />
•12: Vlc-e-Presldent. "13: 1'resl-<br />
•Ifnl, '13: Cafeteria, '13.<br />
MILDRED W. FULCHER<br />
Vi.e-1'resident Class. "13:<br />
Ki'.'Klt;)^ Cluli, M3: sVeretary.<br />
"13.<br />
EASTER 8EEDE<br />
('lass Scrri'tary. 'I",: l:
,^~ ft!<br />
BENJAMIN ARNOLD<br />
Class Itax.'luill Team. Mil:<br />
Hunk Kxelianue, '12. '13: : •••lmtlnc<br />
Society. -1.1: KCIUIIIIK<br />
Chili. '13.<br />
LAURENCE T. BAYLEY<br />
iiryanizer *»f lh>' "Itimk- Kx-<br />
Stamp (*hil>. '11': Pfliaffiiu ^ n *<br />
i-ifty. 'is. '13: li. I,. i"7. Hcl.-<br />
Kat*-*. '!:[; I >«.|tallnu lnti>M*lass.<br />
'13: i'
CATHERINE CODY<br />
HENRY R. COLE<br />
Int'Tcliiss Trni'k. '12: Spanish<br />
• •|\il>. ML'; liituirliiss Ha.«kot!)a!l.<br />
'11.<br />
NELLIE COOK<br />
ICfiuliim Cliih. M:!: DCIKIDIIK<br />
Sorift>*. 'K*: < JirlH* CtU'v l*luh.<br />
"'»:», *1'»; Tt'iinis t'li:!>. 'l:'; Spanish<br />
Chili. '11'; Si'iiUir !>iiy Coininliii-f.<br />
'I:'..<br />
ELLA CRAWFORD<br />
Mt'inlwr "<strong>The</strong> Cinue I.ato.<br />
Leave ICaily i'hih."<br />
V. ESTCOURT<br />
nelmiiiiK .Society. '13<br />
C $*1*-*fe<br />
ft Tl/rrJC Of "Sctfr&yf<br />
1
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!l<br />
I<br />
THOMAS C. FERGUSON<br />
• Miis-H Truck T.ain. '13.<br />
FLORENCE FORSBERG<br />
BENNED M. GOLCHER<br />
AURELIUS HERZOG<br />
iMn'.i. '»'.':<br />
Staff "I..IW.-II." MM; Hemline<br />
Oiub. M".\ 'Ill: I'rcslcl.'iit. 'i:i:<br />
Ca."t "Tfinpfst." 1'.': i':isi "Gv-<br />
••r.vmnn." "1.".; Hciys' 'S, '12; Studt'Mts'<br />
Affairs Cuinmltlt'**. 'Kt; I'IVMItl-nl,<br />
'I::: ''af.l«liatii-a
ARTHUR LUCAS<br />
Class Treasurer. '11; I'.•IriliiiL-<br />
Snvlety, '«!), '10, Ml. Ms. MS:<br />
Championship liitcrelass Team<br />
M»: Klrst Team. M.I; I >. I_ c!<br />
Delegate, Mil: Hoys' Ulrc Citili.<br />
Ml. Ml". MS: llusiiii-ss .Muiiiiu.-r.<br />
M2: WnlkltiK Chili Ml. M2: Spun-<br />
Isti C'luli. MS; UrailltiK Cluli. Ml.<br />
M2. MS; Secretary. MS: 1'ivsMpnt.<br />
M.!: filfctfila. MS; Camera Clnh,<br />
' I'!<br />
ELEANOR D. MATHEWS<br />
Clans Tn-iisiij-i-r, M:.'; lllrl.*'<br />
ilk'f I'lul.. Mil. Ml: Spanish<br />
chi l >, M_: M' I!iiin-«ivi*Tl"fj t >rrlicstra.<br />
M^'; <strong>Lowell</strong> * »n-lirst.-j;.<br />
Ml. Ml'. MS: Mliriirinn. Ml; .S-ii.lary<br />
ami Tr«-a«invr. MI: I'l'i-slilclil.<br />
ML'; l!.>pli-stlll:-.tlv. MS:<br />
Class ItepreS'-iitallVe, ML'; Aft<br />
Sl.iff "Tli.- l>i»cll. i- MS: Ait<br />
.Manager. 'i:\; Ht'tiUiv l»anre<br />
CitiiiinliiLc. MS; M.MI.IMT "Tliv<br />
Cm Lai.-, l..a\.- Karlv Chili."<br />
DWIGHT K. MITCHELL<br />
Cla«s S»'i;. "I::;<br />
Ceatlfnu Chili. *!:.. I •••'latlm: s.ii-iel.v.<br />
MS; Ti-a.-k IMHTI'I.ISS, In.<br />
MS: l,.nv.-;i Ti-a.-k T.-:i!.i 'I::,<br />
t'.lift..(la. •):;. "M\ si.-t intis Six,"<br />
s.i.tii.l I'eKatiii^ "1'f.im. "I::.<br />
WALTER OSeORNE<br />
Class Tp'asill ••(•, 'I'M S«-ii:..ant-<br />
.it-Arnis. ML': Int-T'-lass Trat-k.<br />
Ml. ML'. Inli-n-liss S\\ immiMK.<br />
MS; Ililerc'lasK Maseliall. MM;<br />
KViolliall. Ml. ML": Camera I'hili.<br />
MS: Keailliin Clal». ML'; Walklnc<br />
Chllt. MI; lleliatlliu .^"flety. MS:<br />
Ijist ari
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EMIL POHLI. JR.<br />
(Transferred frum l.lek ami<br />
Cn^MVi'lK: t't'batittu Cluti. 'lit:<br />
I'.imoia riuli, "1!!; Ki
HAROLD RIVERS<br />
K..,.th:iii, 'lj. 'is.<br />
RICHARD SHAINWALD<br />
Musings* St.ifT "l-uwll." '1":<br />
I iiski-lluitl IIII>TI-IIIKI«. "l«. 'I 1 .',<br />
•l::: Mlnsti-I Slmu. '13; S.-ni»r<br />
I >:itimiiil<br />
Csiski'llKlll Team: Cafeteria. 'IS:<br />
I' 'liaiinu Hn.iity. 'I'.!.<br />
RENEL P. SNIDER<br />
l>;iiinu Sm-ifjy, "t'l. 'i:\: [ni:i\iay c.Mitiiiit.,-. •]::.<br />
TANNER<br />
ii.i: i "lull '1- '1-1: Tt'iiiu.-* * *luli.
*•>_;,-...<br />
MORRELL E. VECKI<br />
Class Track Tfain, M». '11:<br />
Socnntl Knotliall Team. '11:<br />
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THE HOODOO<br />
THE HOUSE OF HOODOOS.<br />
<strong>The</strong> thirteenth irregular meeting of the House was called to order at<br />
1:1.5 a. m. (Stands for Alma Mater.)<br />
<strong>The</strong> chaplain. Rev. Holy Jonah Bayley. sourly delivered the following<br />
prayer:<br />
"Almighty Thirteen, Heavenly Hoodoo of the Universe, we ask you for<br />
one more day to look down with pity on this suffering bunch, and upon Mr.<br />
Flkins. We are assembled once more to perform many Hoodooev acts. May<br />
we he successful, Oh, Thirteen! Grant that we this day may not have to eat<br />
our luncheon in any cafeteria, and that our every word, thought and deed<br />
may be in conformity with Lewis' Rules of Disorder."<br />
<strong>The</strong> journal, as usual, was objected to by Mr. Less, the Grand Jinx.<br />
Mr. Lewis (the Little (ilooin)—According to my rules of disorder, there<br />
is an absence of a quorum—on page 34.<br />
Mr. Lucas—I
11.)—I'.y progress we mean that we have gone from one place to some place<br />
else. _ '[<br />
Miss Tanner—<strong>The</strong>n moving from one end of the room to the other, is<br />
that progress? • ; '•"••'.<br />
Mr. Hrown—May I aivwer that point—<br />
Mr. Shainwald (interrupting)— Of the carpet tack? (Hilarious laughter.)<br />
Mr. I'.rown (continuing)—Hardly, but when you do such a large amount<br />
of work as we have done—that's progress.<br />
F.lkins, from rear, singing. "That's Harmony."<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—Order.<br />
Klkins's voice—Where's the waiter?<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—Leave the room !<br />
F.lkins—Well. I can't take it with me. (Leaves by trap door. Sighs of<br />
relief.'!<br />
Mr. Lewis is seen to look at the clock. Official time is 4:15 a. m. (This<br />
time, it stands for morning after.)<br />
Mr. I'.rown (continuing yet I—We have discovered that it takes three<br />
millionth* of a second longer to drive in a carpet-covered tack than a baldheaded<br />
lack, and theri-'"re we should not try to drive more than two million<br />
of tlu-~e in ten minute* This is the progress report. Mr. Chairman.<br />
Mr. Less (for t! •_ 7S').00!-U time)—I object—<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman (turning on the phonograph I—On what point, Mr. Less?<br />
Mr. Lewis (wiping glasses and looking up from rules of order)—1 do<br />
not think that Miss Warlord is a capable witness in this matter, as 1 believe<br />
there i* a criminal case of bribery against her on the calendar of the Ivxteri'>r<br />
Court of II loo County. Cal.<br />
T'n ; : Chairman ( for once in hi- life admitting it i—Your poini is well<br />
taken. Mr. Lewis. I Lewis faints from surprise and is carried out • Miss Warford<br />
weeps copiously.)<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—Is there any further discussion on this report?<br />
Mr. Less slips the high sign to the President and shake* his head.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—<strong>The</strong>re i* no further di*cu**ion. It pleases me muchly<br />
that -. much business has been accomplished by tiii» august body of Jonahs.<br />
Light appears in the windows. ( Mr. Lewi* enters again at rear a little<br />
wobbly from the shock.)<br />
Mr. Lewis ( staggering forward I—Is there a quorum here? (Much<br />
excitement: everybody starts to count everybody else. <strong>The</strong> chairman raps for<br />
order, i<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—1'iefore you entered there were but twelve and one-fourth<br />
person* here, but now we have thirteen—a constituted quorum.<br />
MUs Kahn—Where do you get the quarter. Mr. Chairman ?<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—We always count Mr. Less as one and one-quarter.<br />
Mr. Krevmann (official adjourneri—I move that the meeting be adjourned<br />
on account of daylight.<br />
Mr. Lewis—If this meeting is adjourned I shall demand another meeting<br />
next Tuesday. (A vote is taken—decided to adjourn. I<br />
<strong>The</strong> Chairman—If there is no objection the meeting stands adjourned.<br />
Mr. Less i for the 78 ( >.002nd time)—I object—<br />
Ml
"r'V,^;^'<br />
1900—PASTESCOPE—1900. ' -<br />
"Christmas night—ah, bitter chill it was." Outside all was snowy<br />
whiteness, and so forth and so on. With a shrill whistle, old Santa brought<br />
his prancing reindeer to a stop on the top of an old-fashioned mansion, and<br />
stealthily crept down the chimney, chuckling to himself. H?s merriment<br />
vanished, however, when he reached the bottom, for there twenty-seyeoi<br />
stockings of varied colors, shapes, and sizes. Twenty-seven! Why/he<br />
wasn't prepared for half so many, so some of the gifts he left were not very<br />
appropriate. But anything keeps children quiet or, more often, noisy.<br />
Just as he finished his task, a small voice in the room above<br />
piped. "Merry Chrithmath." Immediately twenty-six other voices echoed<br />
the glad refrain and down the stairs they came.—twenty-seven pajama-clad<br />
boys fp'in three to six seats of age. And lo, and behold! they were diminutives<br />
of the lads now graduating from <strong>Lowell</strong>.<br />
In the lead was a slim boy with glasses half falling off, running with<br />
the stride that makes Cole renowned on the track. At the extreme end of<br />
the noisy band waddled a fat, rosy-cheeked chap of about four summers,<br />
sleepily rubbing his eyes. With a loud shout they made a mad rush for<br />
the stockings.<br />
fn a few minutes it seemed as if all Bedlam had been let loose. A<br />
sturdy lad kicked a football around which bore a tag. "To II. Oriel) from<br />
Santa." <strong>The</strong> young ruffian stopped only when the ball was punctured by<br />
coming into contact with the skull of another piece of humanity, ,who was<br />
working out solid geometry with his blocks. <strong>The</strong> aforesaid Estcourt merely<br />
rubbed his cianium t brush off the supposed lly and \* cut on with his<br />
problems.<br />
A great crash was heard when a small boy. dressed in a clown suit<br />
and answering to the name of Ben Golcher. knocked down the pile of<br />
blocks in his efforts to turn a "weal tombersalt." T . o individuals there<br />
were who were undisturbed by the racket. One was the previous!v mentioned<br />
.Mellin's Food Advertisement, who. after stuffing down the contents<br />
of a huge red stocking.-fell peacefully asleep, with a stick of peppermint<br />
candy in his mouth. <strong>The</strong> other, a rather gloomy fellow, with an<br />
abstracted lolly manner, slowly conned a basket of grapes, a fondness for<br />
which he manifested even at this early date. <strong>The</strong>n, having read "Robinson<br />
Crusoe" in Greek. lie began to translate "'Jack and the Bean Stalk" in<br />
Latin.<br />
An ambitious lad with a huge basketball tried to "frow as high as<br />
the Christinas tree" and succeeded in "drawing an angel down." Little<br />
mattered this to George, who immediately pulled the Christmas tree angel<br />
apart to see what he would be made of when he got to heaven. (When<br />
he got there!)<br />
In one corner was a boy with a Bible in his hand. "Reverend Bailey"<br />
was trying to tell the glorious Christmas story to three foreign tots<br />
whose attention was more centered on the antics of another jovial clown<br />
riding a hobbyhorse. <strong>The</strong> hilarious ride, however, was brought to an end by a<br />
precipitous introduction to the floor and a loud wail.<br />
Aurcl, a merry boy with a perpetual grin, who had been singing "L'p,<br />
102<br />
i%vi ••<br />
Up in the<br />
Mitchell, suddenli<br />
"Here", Rlfn^<br />
stantly the agrtlSSJE<br />
the yells. After ~ij<br />
given. ••-••- ' : %s£.<br />
Another yoHtli<br />
cheeked infant, fail<br />
he put on his hew<br />
fore the mirror to<br />
beauty.<br />
"I'll make 'em<br />
eningly, and so lit<br />
Suddenly a te<br />
"I'll be good, papr<br />
him. Even Lewis<br />
turned toward the<br />
In the middle<br />
hair, sawing up an<br />
ing lad who had 1<br />
all Christmas cand;<br />
to the "obnoxious<br />
from disturbing tin<br />
fiant reply.<br />
Meanwhile, OIK<br />
clutching tightly a<br />
heart's content, ca<br />
imaginary crew.<br />
Near the tree,<br />
cone through a m<br />
veloped as those<br />
nounced to all in ;<br />
"Ferguson's gf<br />
of the human race<br />
"You needn't!<br />
mysterious elemen<br />
generously with. tl<br />
In another coi<br />
was conducting a<br />
a croqvet mallet,<br />
kept jumping up<br />
found in no dictioi<br />
has the floor." - B<br />
sive silence, got uj<br />
who was reading I<br />
With a rather<br />
older boy gazed ai<br />
school days. So v
Up in the Sky" to the accompaniment: of a tin piano, banged upon by<br />
.Mitchell, suddenly stopped—his^inusiqil ear being shocked by the discord.<br />
"Here, Reyman." he said, handing the creeping sufferer an apple. Instantly<br />
the apple popped into the cavernous opening, thereby blockading<br />
the yells. After it was half swallowed a mumbled '"Tanks, Aurel," was<br />
given. ' : '. • ~ : ;<br />
Another youth, who did not look as well fed as the sleeping, rosycheeked<br />
infant, failed to attract the attention which he had expected when<br />
he put on his new Russian suit. Me strutted back.and forth, halting before<br />
the mirror to admire himself, but no one else seemed awed by his<br />
beauty.<br />
"Til make 'em look at me when 1 get big." said Dudcy Dick, threateningly,<br />
and so he has.<br />
Suddenly a terrific screech rent the air. Less sleepily murmured,<br />
"i ii be guild, papa," which showed that the candy wasn't agreeing with<br />
him. Kviii Lewis looked up from where the "giant pursues Jack," an;'<br />
turned toward the instigator of the noise.<br />
In the middle of the room stood a well-built bov with long flowing<br />
hair, sawing up anil down on a toy violin. A tall. slim, determined-looking<br />
lad who bad been delivering a long speech on the even division of<br />
all Christmas candy, and likening that poor abused mortal by the fireplace<br />
to inc "obnoxious trust." paused and. in a stentorian tone. said. "Desist<br />
from disturbing the peace, Klkins." "Won't, neither. Snider." was the defiant<br />
reply.<br />
Meanwhile, one of the crowd. little Kmil 1'uhli. had slipped upstairs,<br />
clutching tight-v a boat. In the overflowing bath tub he floated it to his<br />
heart's content, calling "Ship a-hov!" and other nautical phrases to an<br />
imaginary crew.<br />
Near the tree stood a rather tall personage, peering intently at a pine<br />
c^ne through a magnifying glass. "<strong>The</strong> megapores are not as fully developed<br />
as those in the park, where nurse tO"k us yesterday." lie announced<br />
to all in general and went -jn naming the various parts.<br />
"Ferguson's got 'em again." languidly remarked an animated member<br />
of the human race, half falling to sleep.<br />
"You needn'th tath. Othberne." lisped Pasch. vigorously stirring<br />
iiivMeriou-* elements in a pan. and at the same time spattering himself<br />
geM.Toiisly with the contents.<br />
In another corner a boy with red eyes and hair in marcelled waves<br />
was conducting a meeting. Every minute or so he pounded loudly with<br />
:•. croquet mallet. Only two were interested in the proceedings; one. who<br />
kept jumping up and hurling at the poor presiding officer's head words<br />
found in no dictionary. "Sit down. Lucas," the tiny leader said, "Helbush<br />
has the floor."- I Hit the fair-haired youth, who had remained in submissive<br />
silence, got up in disgust. He joined another light-haired lad. Rivers,<br />
who was reading English literature.<br />
With a rather haughty air and a I-am-not-so-foolish-as-you look, an<br />
older boy gazed at the tumult. Old Collum. who has experienced so many<br />
school days. So we leave them, enjoying themselves as only children can.
••.;.. ^;-; •;•'.-...•:'. '•;., ::• : •.•..;.;.>;,•"• .'5?'- -iv;'"-:; 1 '- 'V:--. : ''":; •'>-: .•:.;...••. •-•; :'.''-- : ';-' ; ;^ : v i : i :V*'.fe::^SSs<br />
SAMMY LEWIS' RULES ON ETIQUETTE.<br />
1. Engage in an argument with every person you meet. /<br />
2. Never listen to the other person, for if you do you may forget wifat<br />
you want to say yourself.<br />
3. Always talk of your private, personal and family matters while conversing<br />
with strangers. <strong>The</strong>y like to'listen to long accounts-of how you had<br />
the rheumatism. _ ••<br />
4. If a person makes a mistake in grammar, or calls a word wrong, always<br />
correct him. especially if there are several people around to hear you.<br />
5. If a man has a glass eye. a wooden leg. or a wig. always refer to it.<br />
6. Sever talk in a mild, gentle, and musical voice, but toot up high and<br />
loud. Drown other people's voices if you can't drown their ideas.<br />
7. When a man (Less, fi>r instance), is talking, let your eyes and mind<br />
wander about the rm. and when lie gets through, ask him t repeat what<br />
lie said.<br />
8. Insist on talking about subject* that the rest of the company have<br />
heard nothing about. If you can't find a foreign subject like Europe, or what<br />
you have done in high school, pick out the prettiest girl in the room and<br />
whisper to her. (W'hal? That last part? Xevarre!)<br />
SOME DAY OUR RUTH WILL BE WRITING THIS KIND OF A<br />
LETTER.<br />
"MY DKAR I Irsn.wn: 1 got here last night all safe and was met at the<br />
station by r.rv.-le ami aunt. <strong>The</strong>y were so glad I had come, but were sorry you<br />
were not along. I miss vc.i so much. We had hot rolls for breakfast this<br />
morning and they were so delicious. 1 want you to be so happy while T am<br />
here. Don t keep the meat upstairs, it will surely spoil. Do vou miss me<br />
now? Oh! if you were only here, if but for an hour. Has Mrs. O'K<br />
brought back your shirts? 1 hope the bosoms will suit you. Vou will find<br />
the milk tickets in the clock. I forgot to tell you about them when I came<br />
away. What did you do last evening? Were you lonesome without me?<br />
Don't forget to scald the milk every morning, and I wish you would<br />
see if I left the potatoes in the pantry. If I did they must be sour by ibis<br />
time. How are you getting along? Write me all about it. I Jut I must close<br />
lie.'A; Oceans of love to you.<br />
"Affectionately, your wife.<br />
"I 1 . S.— Don't set the teapot on the stove."<br />
EXTRACT FROM ALLISON REYMAN'S SOCIETY COLUMN IN<br />
THE "MORNING STAR."<br />
"Last night, yesterday morning, about one o'clock in the afternoon, before<br />
b-cakfast. a hungry boy. about forty years old. bought a big custard<br />
for a boy and threw it through a brick wall nine feet thick, and jumping<br />
over it. broke his right ankle off above, hi* left knee, and fell into a dry millpond<br />
and was drowned. About forty years after that, on the same day. an<br />
old cat had nine turkey gobblers: a high wind blew "Yankee Doodle" on a<br />
frying-pan, and killed two dead pigs at IJoston. where a deaf and dumb<br />
maii:-was talking to his Aunt Peter." (Those unfortunate enough to have<br />
WANTED—By thlS<br />
be young,. gooci-ibbkjn; iij<br />
humor, fond- of excite<br />
ceiling. Blindness or<br />
what we want—we'lf; £<br />
WANTED—A hairclfess<br />
toy-balloon '.^effect proj<br />
able to tie hairpins t<br />
civilized state. """Xliist"<br />
upon Marjorie Richmc<br />
WANTED—A Classic<br />
of them art ciass-y. : - '<br />
Apply Dec. '13.<br />
WANTED—A learned<br />
etc., so I can hokl my •<br />
Enrrou.<br />
LOST—A side curl belct<br />
I-'OL'ND—On "Betty" \<br />
WANTEiC?—Something<br />
ply L. Bayley.<br />
LOST—In the class m<br />
President.<br />
LOST—By Miss Fulch<br />
immediately, to recite<br />
LOST—In the rainT i<br />
(Apply to Miss Curlei<br />
LOST— By.L^ Less, J4<br />
loss of former.<br />
LOST—By "Vliss Woll,<br />
Marjorie Richmond<br />
I low efficiently she _perf<<br />
conversation, during'her<br />
man enters to leave adv<br />
familial :ty.-youiig-mah,"<br />
He—"What will tw<<br />
She—"Twenty lines<br />
lie—"Yes." ' ••&••<br />
She—"For a week?"<br />
He—"Yea; a whole<br />
She—"Every day?"<br />
He—"Yes. Every r<br />
Hie week."
once been in the same English class, will recognize Allison's peculiar char- ;:<br />
:icteristics of speech.) '*'<br />
ADVERTISED CLASSAFIMENT SECTION.<br />
WANTED— Ky the Dec. '13 Class. A clnss ami study-hall teacher. Must<br />
!>e young, good-looking, tender-hearted, have a strongly-developed sense of<br />
humor, fond of excitement and noise, trained to keep eyes? •jpon floor or<br />
ceiling. Illindness or deafness not seriously ohjectcd to. If we can't get<br />
what we want—we'll graduate. -.-.'<br />
WANTED—A hairdresser who can dress undressable hair, arrange it in a<br />
toy-balloon effect projecting far out from young lady's empty: globe, be<br />
able to tie hairpins upon each hair, and hypnotize barbarous locks into<br />
civiiized slat;-. Mu-t follow young lady about, yet remain invisible. Oil 1<br />
upon Marjorie Richmond.<br />
WANTKD--.\ I'la.--. I'linl. We have plenty of fool- in the da--, but noil"<br />
i'i tlii-tn are cla—-y. Klkin- promi-c- to initiate newciimer into hi- dutie-.<br />
\|•;••>• l>ec. 'l.v<br />
W \NTl!!>—A lianu-d per-op to attend to all mv -ludio. recitations, i-\>..<br />
iif,. -" I can hold my j>-b ilmvu. I'ay will be a write-up on the Joke I'age.-—<br />
I'.l'l Ink.<br />
l.i 'SI \ -ide curl ln-liinking (•• "Jinimv" llrandon.<br />
Ii'l'\'|) I'll "I'.elty" W'oll. tin- identical cwri. d\id.<br />
v .\ \^ I'I-.I> S'liiielliini; that will take ink-tain- out "! a po-lage -tamp. Ap-<br />
;.!. I. l'.a>le>.<br />
! .1 'SI In ilu- da-- iiictiiii;. :i perl'ei-:i\ ^,'.nl temper by she honorable<br />
I "re-i.li-iit.<br />
i. 1 '.'•'! l!\ Mi-- I'uldiev. l:er breath in running t" be "ii time. Needed<br />
i.iuii'i|iale!\ . t.i recite in KnglUh the 1 -t period.<br />
! ' '.-T- In the iai-. gained bv celebrating<br />
I.' 'S<br />
. inner.<br />
Mi-- \\.i!l. a day i-n the our-.<br />
CAN YOU BEAT IT?<br />
Marti irie Uichtr.'iiid \va- iiice l!u-ine>» Manager "f the llirl-' ' dec ( lub.<br />
'[•i\\ eiticieiiti. -lie performed IM-T diuie- may lie judged from the follnwini;<br />
'•• iiu'i •-atinn. during her • >-itii>u m the nflici- i.f an evening paper. Young<br />
• ••:. 111 i iite-- tn Ka\e adverti-emeiit. Mari" 'lie approaehe- will) "uone-of-yiiur-<br />
!;.:r.:l:ari:\ .-\ i >ung-inan." air.<br />
he "What will twenty line- cn-t. . ver\ da\ hr a wi'vk'"<br />
>!u- - "I wentv line- . "<br />
: U " 'i e-.<br />
>ile '"_.'•• >r a week.'"<br />
!'
She—"Twenty lines?"<br />
He—"Yes; -twenty lines, every minute and every hour in the day, and<br />
e-..-;ry day in the •.•••vf.ck."<br />
She—"You mean twenty lines, six clays, every day!"<br />
He (excitedly)—"Yes."<br />
She (calmly)—**JL5nt we don't print Sundays."<br />
He (in a frenzy)—"I know it."<br />
She (with exasperating coolness)—"To begin to-day? <strong>The</strong> paper's out<br />
to-dav. Will to-morrow do?"<br />
lie (walking up and down lloor, trying not to swear)—"It ain't to go<br />
in till next week."<br />
By thk time Marjorie had got her pencil down on a piece of paper.<br />
She—"Two dollars ;i"d a half."<br />
He—"All right, dive me a hill."<br />
She—"A what ?"<br />
He—"A hill—a William—a hill for the advertisement."<br />
She—"O, you want to pay in advance?"<br />
He—"No. I'm d—(1 if 1 do! I want a bill."<br />
She (suddenly i—"Hold on a minute. I havv made a mistake. Did you<br />
say twenty lines, six days, every day?"<br />
lie (in deadly fear of having to go over it again I—"Yes. in heaven's<br />
name, yes!"<br />
Site—"l >h ! <strong>The</strong>n it will lie ei»ht dollars and a half."<br />
That ,-ettled it. <strong>The</strong> poor fellow nVd. () yes! Marjorie is some l'.tisiness<br />
Manager!<br />
PARODIES OF FAMOUS CLASSICS.<br />
Little (icrge l!rowu, moved hU jaws up and down.<br />
Kight under Miss Duffy's eye:<br />
<strong>The</strong>n he put in his thumb and drew out his gum.<br />
And said, "What ;i good hoy am I."<br />
Little Miss Matthews<br />
I'N'IIW please don't laugh, yoilsell<br />
, Sat down on a bench one day—<br />
i'ohli then spied her.<br />
And sat down beside her,<br />
I * it v Klcanor ran not awav.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was a teacher stayed in the hall,<br />
lie had Mich bad pupils they made him bawl:<br />
lit scolded and talked and with everyone bet<br />
That December Thirteen was the worst class yet.<br />
l.otiie Less went a-begging.<br />
I 1 or to j>ei a pie:<br />
I Wit all the pie he ever got<br />
Was right square in the eye.<br />
'•'SV;<br />
Many centuries<br />
there lay the little-, t<br />
lived a poor Taint,<br />
had ail only da'ttgl<br />
smile. She could i<br />
When the Tanner's<br />
was a Kahn-cr of c<br />
hence it bore the n<br />
a tall fellow, \v\th-'B<br />
camp-stool.<br />
<strong>The</strong> minute he<br />
hammer. "Oh—oul<br />
keep my Brandon y<br />
him the cold Mitstamping<br />
her nether<br />
bucket of Cole." "1<br />
was some IVallccr!<br />
Left alone Bert<br />
plained. Just then<br />
hand. Bertha- moan<br />
Dai!'' Have mercy<br />
Gricb, on the<br />
wise-maii, Snider, h<br />
across the ford. "T<br />
he reached the otln<br />
yelled Snider from t<br />
But Johns-son p<br />
villain saw him,-an(<br />
squealing something,<br />
the boob?" he cried<br />
went behind—that—t<br />
Lea-is. "O Pasr.h!"<br />
should worry." Her<br />
borne thirteen years<br />
"Will Lc Moy(ry)mi<br />
".Mohammed, Allison<br />
Lucas,<br />
Author<br />
to i<br />
Stole a<br />
(He rui<br />
r.ut Mr.<br />
And cat
YmSap<br />
'IS<br />
. 'mm.<br />
fipf<br />
gipl<br />
B<br />
A HOODOOEY TALE.<br />
Many centuries ago. in .Jar-off G-Ip'rss. near the junction f two Rivers.<br />
there lay ihe 'little town of i\'ivi!
A VISION OF 1933.<br />
A middle-aged and rather dilapidated looking man was sitting on one<br />
of the reinforced concrete'benches i" I'nion Square, facing- Geary Street. -<br />
His shoes were shabby, his coat was shiny, and his hat which he held in his<br />
hand, was of a loud disorderly green, a color much in vogue some twenty<br />
years before. Although his bait was mussed there were still evidences of<br />
a once well-kept, marcelled pompadour. As his eyes wandered toward Geary<br />
Street h other than his old school friend, lieu Arnhold. <strong>The</strong>n<br />
bis mind wandered back to hi- high school days, and he wondered what had<br />
become of hi- classmate'*, lust t'nen a bus-bov ran out of one of the bigge-l<br />
cafeteria* on deary Street and signaled a taxi. <strong>The</strong> man in the square<br />
chuckled al the strange coincidence: lor the bus-boy was Arthur Carfagni<br />
and the chain'feur who responded to his call was I )ick Shaiuwald.<br />
For a while lie -al 1>»1 in reverie. Later he awoke to find next to him<br />
a -ion' person with a |,ig cigar in his mouth, eyeing him sharply.<br />
"('•inline a match, will ye?" the fat man asked.<br />
<strong>The</strong> other, liking hi- gruff, genia! w..y fell in his pocket and took out<br />
a lew matches.<br />
"Say. your lace look- awluliv familiar." he exclaimed. Suddenly hi*<br />
face lighted up and he -prang to hi- feel, bellowing. "Why. helio. I.ess!"<br />
"You're Kaufmaim. ain't ve?"<br />
"ducs.-ed ii the lir-t iime." he replied, as they shook hands. <strong>The</strong>v chatted<br />
pleasantly for a short time and iheir conversation drifted back to I.owell.<br />
I.e.-- took a letter from hi- pocket and showed it to Kaufmann. It was<br />
iroiu liayley. telling ot hi-, hardships in China, where he was doing missionary<br />
work.<br />
"1 was in a nickelodeon tin- other day." s tid Kaufmann. "and what do<br />
you think? <strong>The</strong>y've g. t l-'.d Flkin- there, playing the pianola." Less laughed<br />
heartily. "That's no woi-e than ( )iv! ller/og. who is a sailor on a Chinese<br />
junk." he replied. "I met l-'.Ila Crawford on the street recently." continued<br />
kaufmaiin. who wa- enjoying these reminiscence*. "Shu runs vhe lioiilmiiniire.<br />
She told me ihal Dorothy | x May U pre-ideiit of a great Western<br />
women'- athletic league, with great oppo-ition fr,,m |,Ucille Koiiold. who<br />
i- making scientific re-earche- for a painless method to get thin wi' in<br />
diet or exercise."<br />
"Yon don't ,ay." .aid |.e-- "That remintl- me"—and he took from hipocket<br />
a copy of the ".Morning Star." of which Alli-on k'cymann wa- -ociety<br />
eilitor.—and showed him tl-.t- headline •"dricb in jail."<br />
"Last week." Mel went on. "1 was at the Follies <strong>The</strong>atre to see a burlesque<br />
on "When a Man Marn'e-.' and do you know who the leader of the<br />
beauty chorus wa-? It \\a» Ruth I'.randon. I'.entry (iolclu-r wa- in one of the<br />
boxes. He's a^soli<br />
raised the price? C<br />
third assistant devel<br />
Less had been'<br />
the seat next to hir<br />
"See this paper,<br />
"Oh, yes, I rt.nn<br />
"Did you see;tl<br />
"No, did you?"<br />
"Yes: I managee<br />
night off: saw sonu<br />
] Te's their main clou<br />
washer of the troup.<br />
his w-fe. He's the i<br />
dent of the Pankhur<br />
"Who is lie mar<br />
"Oh, T can't jus<br />
was in .«:>mc lower c<br />
man I rode over witl<br />
a member of the Ok<br />
Sam J.ewis is doorki<br />
Kaufmaim was<br />
Siar." "Surely," he<br />
lit HI of Ilildegard St.<br />
Yes. I remember her,<br />
Duffy in the English<br />
"Isn't it funny, wl<br />
said Less.<br />
"Why, how doy<br />
"Well. Pohli is i<br />
water carrier for all x<br />
lion Crape Juice Part<br />
Kaufmann rose,<br />
Street. Less followei<br />
tacked to the Wonin<br />
the Anti-Trouscr Lea<br />
rctary was Easter Be<br />
thoroughfare of the g<br />
passed them, very ITKI<br />
"Thai's Scot:," he sai<<br />
Two women (auti<br />
Street subway.<br />
"Why. hcll-o," s;i<br />
moved on.<br />
"<strong>The</strong>y don't reme<br />
"Why, who are th<br />
"Don't you know<br />
Florence is a famous<br />
prominent cemetery a-
Mi<br />
ir-11115" !<br />
m<br />
Bafi<br />
1^<br />
g^itoi<br />
ye*-<br />
r; i<br />
boxes. He's..tl:-:3«{icitor for tiic 'Ladies' Home Journal"—wonder how he<br />
raised i\ic price? Gene iireymann was there, too—he to'.tfV:e he's now a<br />
ihird assistant developer for some photographer."<br />
7<br />
Less had been fumbling with a Japanese daily, which' he had found on<br />
the seat next to him.<br />
"See this paper, .Me!: it's published by Wemra and Ymmij."<br />
"' >h. yes, I remember than."<br />
"l.)id you see the circus last week?" asked Less smldenlv.<br />
"\o. did von': '<br />
"Yes: I managed to ;«fet away imm nr many hu>ine.-s interests and take a<br />
nielli o(T: >;iw some -. Art Lucas, you remember him.<br />
lie's their main down. Art u'nt Ilellhu-h a jub am! lie's iinw the chief di>hwa.-her<br />
nf the to nip. Kre.-ci-nz H'nll is the fat huly. I'.n.wn was there with<br />
hi- wife, lie's tile chief pi .litical henchman tn Mi!d-ed !-':t !i!lence League."<br />
"\\ liu i^ hr marrieil t«>?" a^ked Kaiifmann, lai'^hiui;.<br />
"!i. I can't iu-t reinem! ••r her name—->hv went in ^CIHIMI with ti— -In-<br />
U.T. in sunn.- li'Wor c':;.-s. N'nt i -ny ayn I was nver at San Kafael : the yripniau<br />
I rnilc n\-er wish \\a-~ t'ntirt /"•hu^nii. Me '."Id me that his !>rther was<br />
a member nf the < >k!ahm:ia State Legislature, and tli.il he had written that<br />
Sam Lewi- i.~ ilnnrkeepfi' anil chief parliamentarian there."<br />
Katifmann u:is pe!t;-in.^ \lele withntit the mei 1 -<br />
ti"ii nf Milde^ard St. (lair Unkin-.. pre-ideni ni tin- '( ;i| ;md Tea I "up ('lull.'<br />
Ye-, I remember her, a friend \ l"].i Kei>-. I In latter i~ the •.ucce^^nr nf Mi-l>ntl'\<br />
in the Mn^li-h dcpatlnieiit at l.nwell."<br />
"I-n't il fuiinv. what a i"i ni • in tellnw- have -• >nu-tliinu; tn d.> with water.'<br />
-aid Less.<br />
"\V!;\. hnu dn vi ,u make that out "•"<br />
"Well. I'nlili i- in the iiavv. I'a>.ch i> a -ievednre and < >*-!>• uirne i- the<br />
water carrier f. >r a!i White-, and Mitchell is Mump -peaker fnr the I'rnhibi-<br />
'ir.;i 'jrape juice 1'arty."<br />
Kaufmaun ruse. and. na/iu.i| languidly abniii. -tarted fnr Stncktnii<br />
Street. I.e— fnllnwed. A- tliev emerged frnin the park they imticed a -iyii<br />
lacked tn the \\ nman's Aernplane delivery pniv telling nf ihc merits ni<br />
the Ami Trniiser League, and ijreat w:i> their >urprise !•> -ee that its secretary<br />
was I'.a-ter lleede. Slnwiv they cniitiniied their way ilmvn the bu.-y<br />
thnrntiy'ifare '~i tin 1 yrnwiny city. A l"iiu;. yaunt underfed Imikintj pnstman<br />
pa--cd them, very much intent iipnii hi- bu-iuess. l.e-< nnd:;vd Kaiifmann.<br />
"That'- Sent:." he said.<br />
Two wniui-n laiithnr. decline in de»cribe i bumped i111. • them at Market<br />
Street -ubuav.<br />
"\\ hv. heil-n." -aid Kaufmann. <strong>The</strong> twn -tared ;i! him angrily and<br />
!]!• '\ ed nil.<br />
"Tliev il.'ii't remember u- any ill- •!
Evening was descending. (Collaborating authors request two and onclialf<br />
hours' intermission to set new scenery.) At nine o'clock, side iJy/side,<br />
the two men left Airdrome Cafeteria'! i\i.; 17, and conrinncd down Market<br />
Street t6 Grant Avenue. Here the usual evening crowds arrested their attention.<br />
As they stood before one of the ardent socialistic orators he waved<br />
at them like that. (Author's note: ''That" represents any ridiculous gesticulation<br />
the reader desires to imagine.) It was Snider. Near them in the<br />
crowd were Georgia Tanner and Eleanor Mathews.<br />
"What a combination!" snid Less.<br />
"Isn't it a s;nl sight to see all these loafers standing at the street<br />
corners? T
Some of Santa's Troubles<br />
Merry St. Xick .stroked the beard on his chin.<br />
And said "This job would make anyone thin:<br />
To plan what to give to the graduate girls. ",<br />
Who i;ow fix their hair with rats and false curls;" :<br />
(Tliis is only for the sake of rhyme, and really can apply to only<br />
one of us: you ought to know which one.)<br />
So with a sigh lie sal down to His work<br />
For saints, you know, never like to shirk •<br />
And o'er the girls' names his pencil did pass,<br />
'if <strong>Lowell</strong>'s December Thirteen Class:<br />
"N'ow to Miss llecde. what shall I giver<br />
Why, a louder voice, as sure as I live!<br />
And tn Miss I'.randon, that jolly Dutch girl.<br />
\ safety patent to guard her one curl:<br />
For Miss Cody I'll fix a mouth-shroud.<br />
So she'll ne'er study her French aloud:<br />
I'll lift a In'g looking-glass lor Miss Cook.<br />
So she c;ui .-ee how much powder she took;<br />
And for Miss Crawford, that popular dame.<br />
I'll lie looking for a nice new name:<br />
To Miss I'or.-lierg.. some get-up-and-get,<br />
Tl;at hasn't been •:howii in this girl :is yet:<br />
And to .Miss l ; u!cher, a watch worth a dime.<br />
So she will be sure to get here "U time:<br />
(We are sure, however, thai she never will be on time—even to<br />
her wedding. I<br />
To Miss Kalin a gold medal, in sooth.<br />
For waiting patienth each day for Ruth:<br />
And to that tom-h'iy girl. Miss Le May.<br />
A bat and sft ball w>'.h which to play:<br />
Ti.i Miss Matthews, that laughing co
•&••<br />
CLASSY SONGS BY CLASSY HOODOOS.<br />
Heavenly Twins Messrs. Kaufman and Less<br />
Now Where '.-id Annabellc Get That? :,.. ,, Geo. Brown<br />
Won't Somebody I Mease Pity Me? :,:•••':•.<br />
Iola Ricss<br />
Beautiful lives '• Lucile Konold<br />
Cradle Song. ^ T. I'.ayley<br />
Take a Little Tip. ••nun Fattier Sam Lewis<br />
Don't Wake Me I'p. I am Dreaming: Walter Osbornc<br />
I May T.e Little. I'.ut I'm Cute .X'ellie Cook<br />
<strong>The</strong>re's One in a Million Like Me Eleanor Mathews<br />
That's I low I Lost Him F.I la Crawford<br />
Not lleeaiisc My I lair is Curly Kreseenz Woll<br />
Silver Threads Am'mi; the (io!d R. Shainwald<br />
Suooky-( )okiims Georgia Tanner<br />
I'm the Guy. \. Carfjigni<br />
Some !'>oy E. 1'ohli<br />
Turn Those Eyes Away Kenned Golelier<br />
Can't Von Sec I'm Lonely: Easter I'.eede<br />
I eh mid nu-iiie !•'ran. konnrit aueh ^ehonc danzen i'randon<br />
I'.ellc of the I'.arhara Hall K. Cody<br />
Good Xij^ht. \"""sc Florence Warford<br />
I )reaminj; I'ascli<br />
<strong>The</strong>y Always I'iek on Me Morrell Vecki<br />
' >h Von iieautifid Doll I'.ertha Richardson<br />
I May Lonk l'ouli
Cody_ "*»<br />
arfordj"" * *<br />
Paschi; «•<br />
M*<br />
OUR REAL CLASS HISTORY.<br />
fAuthor's Note:—<strong>The</strong>se events really happened but remarks are not<br />
exactly verl>atim. owing to defective memory. |<br />
ACT I.<br />
Scene 1.<br />
Time—X a. in., Jan. 2. 1910 (Low Freshmen).<br />
Place—Office of old I.iwel! High School.<br />
Mr. Morton (talking to lady»—Yes. 1 know your son got the medal.<br />
Imt I can't let him take geometry the first term.<br />
-.•'mid Parent—I'm so sorry, for he is really a genius in that art. VvSiy,<br />
when he was only a year old he worked out problems with his blocks.<br />
| Knier a -core or more f frightened children with diplomas i
••-••!••: • •-•-'.--.><br />
Place—Room in old <strong>Lowell</strong>. . .._>•<br />
[Tall boy like unto a telegraph pole sitting in chair. 'Whole class<br />
laughing and talking.]<br />
Tall Boy—Meeting will conic to order.<br />
Small Hoy (with two fingers in air)—Mr. President, point of order.<br />
In Robert's—<br />
Fat Hoy (nexi u> him, pulling vigorously at his coat tails)—Sit clown,<br />
Sammy.<br />
[Everybody yells "Mr. President!"—ch;;irs upset and books thrown<br />
about.]<br />
Enter a member oi" ihe Faculty, saying—1 am afraid this class will<br />
have to be disorganized lili next year.<br />
[CiNmm falls 'Hi all. |<br />
Vuiee in rear—I should worry.<br />
Curtain. i<br />
Scene 2.<br />
Time—Sept. 1. I'M 1 (High Sophs.').<br />
Place—Room lo. (.|d [...well High.<br />
Stern Teacher o.' Geometry—So angle I! is equal to side p?<br />
Genius (shakily)—\'o, it is equal to the whole triangle.<br />
Teacher—Well, come after school and pn>v it to me—j Laughter from<br />
all: quickly ended as teacher coiitiv.ue-1—and the whole class will stay to<br />
see if he does it correctly.<br />
Curtain.<br />
ACT III.<br />
Scene 1.<br />
Tiim—May I. 19i2 (l.ow Juniors').<br />
Place—Half way to Muir Wcids: light rain falling.<br />
Same I'at Hoy—Whew! let's rest. (Tails in the mud.") Tt is forced<br />
;i])on me,<br />
Light-haiied Girl—Who would have thought it would rain! I'm roasting,<br />
biw if I take off my coat I'll get my new dress spoiled.<br />
Second Roy—Cheer up. the worst is yet to come (shaking lunch).<br />
| I lands her an i .range reM'inbling a lemon. |<br />
Third Hoy i'wittily'*—Watch the belle pee! the orange.<br />
[Groans.]<br />
Curtain.<br />
Scene 2.<br />
Time—Xov. 10. 1012 -Mi^i Juniors i.<br />
Place—Room 23 or Mr. Power's woodshed.<br />
, [Teacher oi Latin silling on wobbly stool: one bin- perched on a<br />
step-ladder, another ustride a >a\\ horse: two balanced on a board. Girls<br />
seated - n indescribable pieces ,,f furniture. Patter of rain on leakv roof.<br />
Pupil reciting lucidly. a> rain drips on head.]<br />
Teacher (eori
lay to<br />
One of the girls (sentimentally, as they dash to cover)—Don't you<br />
know I love the glistening raindrops.<br />
Boy (with dark, waving hair)—What! I knew that ducks and geese<br />
enjoy this kind of weather, hut 1 didn't know that chickens do.<br />
Curtain.<br />
ACT IV.<br />
Scene 1.<br />
Time—Jan. 2. 1913 (Low Seniors).<br />
Place—Xew <strong>Lowell</strong> building.<br />
|Group of girls wandering an.nnd mi east side of basement, examining<br />
.-trange architecture. I'.ump into member of Hoard of Education.]<br />
llnnorable Member—Why aren't y
Poor Pasch:<br />
Idiot! Keep it. Get some more! You'll need all the nerve you can get<br />
in tin's world. Wise Owl.<br />
Wise Owl:<br />
My name is Nellie. 1 was a cook before 1 married. I am no longer—<br />
that is why my husband coniwains. His digestion was ruined, and he escaped<br />
across the border. Mow can f win back his checks?<br />
Ncllic-Xot-Vcry-Jollv.<br />
Xcllie-Not-Very -Jolly:<br />
li can't be done. (let v divorce and become a cook again, and stay one.<br />
Wise Owl.<br />
Wise Owl:<br />
lining Mich a wise jiiiy. will you please tell me who is the author of<br />
Milton's "Paradise Lost"; II. Rivers.<br />
Helpless Rivers:<br />
I have looked in all the library -urce>. but can find no dm- to the authorship<br />
of Milton's "Paradise.. Lost." Wise Owl.<br />
Dear \\'i>e Owl:<br />
I low can I dye a pan of black kids while, when 1 want to wear them<br />
in a wedding, two
("mlclicr—Her teeth are like the stars.<br />
Miss Duffy—Why: Mecausc they arc brilliant r<br />
(inlcher—\i>. because thev come out at niifht.<br />
SCIENTIFIC.<br />
Mr. Sheldon—Jlnw do we get mir rains?<br />
l\c seiitha!—We—er—horizontally and perpendicular.<br />
Mender i accusingly )—You knew your lesson tn- the divine right of kings:<br />
Rohinsi >n—Queening!
TRANSLATING iENEID.<br />
Air. Tucker—You wouldn't say "approach to—<br />
Shapiro—No,—"go to !"<br />
One day last week Brownlee, the pride of the German class, was absent.<br />
<strong>The</strong> following day he returned to school with his throat muffled in<br />
white bandages.<br />
"Why, what's the matter?" asked Mr. Stevens at the beginning of the<br />
period. it<br />
1'rownlee believes that- silence is more eloquent than words, so he<br />
reached into his pocket and brought out the following note:<br />
Mr. Stephens: Kindly do not allow my son to speak any more German.<br />
His throat was so sore the other night after reading a German<br />
passage he could hardly speak English, and oblige, Mrs. Brownlee.<br />
''Look," said Wilson Meyer, v» ; 'c has traveled much, "here's one of<br />
the silver francs I got in Europe. 1 '<br />
"Too bad," said Rosenthal, "that you didn't bring over one of those<br />
Latin quarters I've heard so much about."<br />
IN H-4 SPANISH.<br />
Miss Cox (dictating to Golchcr)—I should like to have a beard!<br />
Golcher (later on, translating)—I should like to have a beer.<br />
Miss Cox doesn't like Golchcr anv more.<br />
L-3 FRENCH.<br />
Aliss Pence—How are the lips in pronouncing cr?<br />
Stryckland—Close together.<br />
Miss Pense—<strong>The</strong>re arc two ways of putting the lips together. Which<br />
do you refer to?<br />
IGNORANCE SUBLIME.<br />
Mr. Crofts—Any questions about any of these problems, Mr. Cole?<br />
H. Cole—No, sir!<br />
Mr. Crofts—How many did you get?<br />
H. Cole—None!<br />
Mr. Smith—Bernstein, are you learning anything back there?<br />
Bernstein—No, sir; I'm just listening to you.<br />
LATIN IS EMPHATIC.<br />
Teacher—Do you know what the Latin word for "convict" is?<br />
Pupil—Damno!<br />
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—f !«,-<br />
Mr. $<br />
Hildegarde St#(<br />
-•-A<br />
smile.<br />
Isabel (asking^f<br />
can't understand ttii<br />
(We didnjt knm<br />
mathematical.)<br />
Allison Reyman<br />
when Tennyson was<br />
Miss Duffy (mil<br />
cremation and burial<br />
Mr. Stevens—W<br />
"Cats, dogs, horj<br />
Pratt—Mice!<br />
Louis Less (wav<br />
I may be pressed be<br />
to the surface, classi<br />
One Sufferer in<br />
C. Nevin (tearfi<br />
Mr. Crofts—No<br />
hold a post-mortem<br />
We wonder wli<br />
and invite his trous<br />
"Where was t<br />
Mr. Clark.<br />
"At the bottom<br />
Mr. Crofts—"He<br />
No reply.<br />
Mr. Crofts—"Cc<br />
No reply.<br />
Mr. Crofts (hu<br />
a penny. i<br />
Schoenfeld—Gee<br />
Sympathizer—\<br />
Schoenfeld—IJl<br />
never puts them in
Mr. Crofts—What is a hypocrite?<br />
Hiidcgardc St. Clair—One.who comes to solid geometry wearing a<br />
smile.<br />
Isabel (asking tor help with the 4th problem)—Mr. Crofts, I just<br />
can't understand this furth (Furth) problem.<br />
(We didn't know that Mr. Crofts solved heart problems as well as<br />
mathematical.)<br />
Allison Ueyman (reading his paraphrase on "Crossing the Bar")—"and<br />
when Tennyson was absorbed from the earth—"<br />
Miss Duffy (mildly, as is her wont): "I've heard of the methods of<br />
cremation and burial, but never of absorption!"<br />
Mr. Stevens—What are the domestic animals?<br />
"Cats, dogs, horses—"<br />
Pratt—Mice!<br />
AT A DEC. M3 CLASS MEETING.<br />
Louis Less (waving arms wildly)—You cannot keep me down! Though<br />
I may be pressed bel"w the waves. I ri
V' "<br />
Teacher (to student)—Keep your feet under \our desk, and stand out in<br />
the aisle and recite!<br />
Teacher—Johnny, can you tell me what steam is?<br />
Johnny—Sure: it's water crazy with the heat.<br />
"May I see you home?''<br />
"No, thank you."<br />
"Oh. I was just fooling."<br />
"So was I."<br />
Father—Willie, what are you making all that racket for?<br />
Son—So I can play tennis with it.<br />
Father—<strong>The</strong>n you will need a bawl, too: bring me the trunk strap,<br />
young urchin.<br />
"Aren't you afraid you will catch cold on such a night as this, my<br />
hov?"<br />
"No, sir; selling papers keeps up the circulation."<br />
Percy—Little brother. I'll give you a quarter, if y«:u get me a lock of<br />
your sister's hair.<br />
Little l'.rother—Gimme a dollar, and I'll get you the whole thing. I<br />
know where she hangs it.<br />
NATURAL HISTORY.<br />
"What animal makes the nearest approach to man?" asked the natural<br />
history teacher.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> flea." answered the genius of the class.<br />
WHAT SHE REALLY WANTED.<br />
Ferdie had just proposed to Millie.<br />
"\"o. Ferdie." she said. "I can't marry you: the man who gets me<br />
must be grand, upright, and square."<br />
"My dear girl." said Ferdie. "you don't want a man: you want a piano."<br />
"I entered a piano-playing contest and played 'Annie Laurie' for three<br />
weeks."<br />
"Did you win?" Y<br />
"Xo; my opponent played Sousa's "Stars ami Stripes Forever.'"<br />
An Englishman was writing a letter in a waiting-room. Perceiving an<br />
Irishman stationed behind him reading it. he said nothing, but finished his<br />
letter with these words:<br />
"I would say more, but a big. tall Irishman is reading over my shoulder<br />
every word f write."<br />
"You lie. you scoundrel!" indignantly cried the Hibernian.<br />
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A quarter<br />
'•I am money;'e<br />
<strong>The</strong> quarter<br />
"You are not:.•nearly,.<br />
"Well, there, is;Jgrie|ti<br />
often er than you'-dij^^E<br />
Conductor (collecting<br />
Young Lady r(cpnfusi<br />
Conductor—I say; ygui<br />
Young Lady (indigna<br />
At a court of comni<br />
"Bump against Baker.-"-swer,<br />
and the judge callei<br />
"Mr. Jones, 'Bump a;<br />
Mr. Jones, who had i<br />
comprehend the situation,<br />
"Bump against him JI<br />
Long-haired Poet (eay<br />
Practical Publisher (\<br />
i<br />
A negro held a cow v<br />
with an ax. <strong>The</strong> negro, <<br />
"Is you gwine to hit-,<br />
"Yes."<br />
"Den hold de cow yo<br />
- YA<br />
Visitor—Was Aaron<br />
Yankee Deacon—-Mean<br />
I could take the little end<br />
the pith of a hair, and pu<br />
up and they'd rattle. !<br />
Junior—Do all nuts !<br />
Senior—Certainly, yo<br />
Junior—Tee hee! I<br />
on a limb.—Ex. ';,-'<br />
Old Rubberneck—Wlj<br />
Young Shock'eiri—Oh<br />
beer. I was the load.--E<br />
She—I consider, Join<br />
He (absent-mindedly}
.:••&'•<br />
A quarter ami a penny fell to quarreling one day. Said the penny:<br />
"I am money, even as you are."<br />
<strong>The</strong> quarter said:<br />
"You are not nearly so big as 1."<br />
"Well, there is one thing 1 can say." said the penny. "I go to church<br />
>fteiicr than vou do."—F.x.<br />
Conductor (collecting fare)—Miss, your fare!<br />
Young Lady (vonfused)—Sir!<br />
Conductor—I Kiy your fare!<br />
Young Lufiy" (indignant)—Well, it's none of vmir affairs if I am.<br />
.-\r a court of common pleas there was upon the docket a case of<br />
"Mump against Maker." I'pon the first call of this case there was no an-<br />
-wer. and the judge called out to the attorney for the plaintiff:<br />
"Mr. Jones. 'Mump against Maker." "<br />
Mr. Jones, who had not l>ecn paying strict attention, and thus did not<br />
i->iiii|irehend the situation. looked up and said:<br />
"Mump against him yourself. Judge."<br />
Long-haired I *< »ct (eagerly)—I lave you seen my "Descent into Hell"?<br />
Practical Publisher (wcarilv)—No. I should he delighted to see it.<br />
A negro held a cow while a cross-eyed man was to hit her oiutlic head<br />
with an ax. <strong>The</strong> negro, observing the man's eyes, in some fear inquired:<br />
"Is you gwine to hit whar you look?"<br />
"Yes."<br />
"Den hold de cow voiirself."<br />
YANKEE EXAGGERATION.<br />
Visitor—Was Aaron I'urr a mean man?<br />
Yankee Deacon—Mean? I should say he was. Aaron Murr mean? Why.<br />
I could lake the little end of nothing, whittled down to a point, punch out<br />
the pith of a hair, and put in forty thousand such souls as his. shake them<br />
up and they'd rattle.<br />
Junior—Do all nuts gro\v on trees?<br />
Senior—Certainly, you idiot.<br />
Junior—Tee lice! I was just thinking how funny you'd look hanging<br />
"ii a limb.— ICx.<br />
Old Rubberneck—What was that noise I heard in your room last night?<br />
Young Shuck'em—< >h. that was just some fellows delivering a load of<br />
beer. 1 was the load.— EK.<br />
THEN HE GOT HIS.<br />
She—I consider. John, that sheep are the .-tupidest creatures living,<br />
lie (absent-mindedlv)—Yes, my lamb.<br />
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APPEARANCES DECEIVING.<br />
"Sambo, whar you get dat watch you wear to mcetin' last Sunday?"<br />
"How do you know I hab a watch?"<br />
"Kase I seed the chain hang out ob your pocket in the front."<br />
"Go' way, nigger. S'pose you see a halter 'round my neck, you think<br />
dar is a hoss inside ob me?"<br />
A Connecticut man who believes in self-improvement, suggested to his<br />
wife that they should argue some question frankly and freely every morning<br />
and try to learn more of each other. <strong>The</strong> question for the first night<br />
happened to be, '"Whether a woman could be expected to get along without<br />
a hat," and he took the affirmative. But when he was last seen, he had<br />
climbed up into the hay-loft and was pulling the ladder up after him.<br />
AN EXTRAORDINARY WOMAN.<br />
Angry Wife (time 2 a. m.)—Is that you, Charles?<br />
Jolly Husband—Zash me !<br />
Angry Wife—Here have 1 been standing at the head of tiiese stairs for<br />
two hours. Oh! Charles, how can you?<br />
Jolly Husband (bracing up)—Slitandin' on your head on t' shtairs!<br />
Jenny, I'm shprized! How can 1? By Jove, I can't! Two hours, too!<br />
'Strornary woman!<br />
Flora pointed pensively to the masses of clouds in the sky, saying:<br />
"I wonder where those clouds arc going?" And her practical brother<br />
remarked:<br />
"I think they are going to thunder.''<br />
I KNOW—<br />
I've known a mule to be good for six months just to get a chance to<br />
kick somebody.<br />
I know a young man who attends church regularly, and clasps his<br />
hands so tight during prayer time, that he can't get them open when the<br />
contribution box comes around.<br />
I know no bird is actually on the wing—wings are on the bird.<br />
Two Irishmen were walking under the gibbet of Newgate. Looking<br />
up at gibbet, one of them remarked:<br />
"Ah, Pat, where would you be if the gibbet had done its duty?"<br />
"Faith, Flannagan," said Pat, "and I'd be walking London—all alone!"<br />
"Bridget, I wish you would go see how old Mrs. Jones is this morning."<br />
Bridget returned in a few minutes with the information that Mrs. Jones<br />
was 72 years, 10 months and 8 days old.<br />
Barber—You need a haircut badly, sir.<br />
Shavee—Well, go ahead; I don't know anyone who can do it worse<br />
than you.<br />
Prosecuting ^<br />
Bible. How cart;wefls<br />
J udge—Make; ytf efj<br />
court to secure a new!<br />
If this Annual dpe<br />
Note:—She is liviri<br />
removed the elevators.<br />
Furth has gone east<br />
be found.<br />
Our Editor lay di<br />
reached for her hand ai<br />
He looked at her u<br />
"Her circulation is<br />
With a bound she<br />
"It is not! We h:<br />
(She lived to a he<br />
If<br />
Yc<br />
If<br />
Yc<br />
If<br />
Yc<br />
fl<br />
It was children's d:<br />
his assorted offsprings i<br />
neglected ceremony per<br />
"Aha!" said the cle<br />
>>y, sir. and what will b<br />
<strong>The</strong> proud father di<br />
"Clarence Wood Bt<br />
Will Burst, and Mary I<br />
While the clergyma<br />
on the church roof.<br />
"I think, sir," replic<br />
Even the prettiest n<br />
Hard lines about th<br />
use of a smile.<br />
Eyes can be briglitei<br />
Trampling on o'thei<br />
the feet.
">—;:.fc : ^V~:'- : ^<br />
Prosecuting Attorney—<strong>The</strong> bull pup of the court clerk has eaten the<br />
•'.iblc. How can we swear the witness?<br />
Judge—Make the witness kiss the dog; we have no time to adjourn<br />
cnurt to secure a new liible.<br />
COMPLAINT DEPARTMENT.<br />
If this Annual does not suit you tell the editor.<br />
.Vote:—She is living at the top of the Washington monument and has<br />
removed the elevators. Cailers welcome.<br />
I'urth has gone east, lie is working in the wilds of Oakland and cannot<br />
In* fnund.<br />
THE NEEDED REMEDY.<br />
Our Kdhor lay dreadfully sick. <strong>The</strong> doctor, with darkened brow,<br />
reached fur her hand and felt her pulse.<br />
lie looked at her unconscious form and said:<br />
"Her circulation is very poor."<br />
With a bound she sprang to her feet, saying:<br />
"It is not! We have the largest circulation in the city!"'<br />
(She lived to a heartv old aye.')<br />
HINTS ON COURTSHIP.<br />
If she says the clock's correct.<br />
You are neutral, we suspect:<br />
If she says the clock is fast.<br />
You are gaining ground at last:<br />
If she says the clock is sluw.<br />
You are done fur—better an.<br />
TIME FOR AN EXPLOSION.<br />
11 was children's day, and the father of a growing family proudly led<br />
his assorted offsprings up the aisle and to the baptismal font to have a long<br />
neglected ceremony performed.<br />
"Aha!" said the clergyman, rubbing his hands in delight: "a fine family,<br />
-ir. and what will be their names?''<br />
<strong>The</strong> proud father drew a big breath and began:<br />
"Clarence Wood liurst, Helen May Hurst. Frederic otto Hurst. Oscar<br />
Will I'.urst. and .Mary Kant Hurst."<br />
While the clergyman was fanning for air, the patter of rain was heard<br />
on the church roof.<br />
"'I think, sir." replied the former, "we are going to have a cloudburst."<br />
BEAUTY NOTES.<br />
Kven the prettiest nose looks bad in other people's business.<br />
I lard lines about the mouth can frequently be removed by the reasonable<br />
use of a smile.<br />
lives can be brightened effectively by looking on the pleasant side of life.<br />
Trampling on other pcopL ., feelings is the worst possible thing for<br />
tlie feet. r:?l
We carry<br />
a fine line<br />
of young<br />
men's hats<br />
at $1.<br />
"<strong>The</strong> House of Courtesy"<br />
YOU YOUNG MEN—<br />
Who want to dress correctly, and at a<br />
moderate cost, should make this<br />
(Roos Bros.') store your shopping<br />
headquarters.<br />
you our suits<br />
at $11 and<br />
Those natty<br />
little linglish<br />
style suits—<br />
I. <strong>The</strong>y're just<br />
I! right.<br />
' i <strong>The</strong>y're dependable,<br />
too:<br />
they'll keep<br />
their shape.<br />
—TRV OXIi<br />
OX!<br />
HEADQUARTERS FOR<br />
HART SCHAFFNER & MARX<br />
GOOD CLOTHES<br />
<strong>The</strong> Young Man's Store<br />
Market at Stockton<br />
— — SAN FRANCISCO —<br />
HOME OF<br />
SYSTEM" CLOTHES'<br />
FOR YOUNG MEN "<br />
23 GI<br />
GALLAGHER-M<br />
B<br />
CALLAGHER-MAF<br />
ijets the best positions, fo<br />
for proficiency establishec<br />
keeping, whicli is due to<br />
wherever and whenever i<br />
always commands adcqual<br />
Another good reason<br />
and women who have de<br />
LOWKLL T-irGI-I SCH(<br />
IXDL'STRY LEAGUE,<br />
it Resolved that this leas<br />
give preference to GA<br />
encouragement of home ii<br />
Native Sons and N<br />
patronizing GALLAGHK<br />
results for its students, ;<br />
books printed and bound<br />
our own people.<br />
THE E<br />
IC<br />
Phone West 9499<br />
All H
k I!<br />
THE WORLD'S LARGEST<br />
MILLINERY STORE<br />
S i x V I o i: r s<br />
23 GRANT AVENUE, Near Market<br />
GALLAGHER-MARSH IS THE HOME INDUSTRY<br />
BUSINESS COLLEGE<br />
GAI.I.AGHKU-MAKSII IH'SINKSS COU.KGK. 125f> .Market Street.<br />
>'•!- tlu- lies! positions for its students. WHY? I'.ecaitse of the reputation<br />
i"i- proficiency established by its graduates in shorthand, typing and hookkeeping,<br />
which is due to the high-class manner in which they render service<br />
wherever and whenever called upon to do so. and which high-class .service<br />
always commands adequate compensation.<br />
Another good reason which should appeal to the judgment of young men<br />
and women who have demonstrated their natural ability by graduating from<br />
l.< AVKI.I. I IK ill SCHOOL: Our graduates are endorsed by the HOMK<br />
l.\l)l'STI
••;''.'.';?'-'.''."" ' X^ij.'''-:-'•''!"•?.•*.;•'•' " '<br />
DANCING CRAZE<br />
SOCIETY TANGO<br />
With all its beautiful moves, waves and fancy glides.<br />
IT IS EDUCATIONAL<br />
IT IS REFINED<br />
IT IS BEAUTIFUL<br />
Private Classes Now Forming<br />
For private or class lessons<br />
ring up Franklin US<br />
PROF. C. K. PL'CKF.TT, Instructor<br />
Puckett's College of Dancing<br />
Classes—Mondays<br />
Class and Socials—Wednesdays<br />
Assemblies—Fridays<br />
Assembly Hall<br />
1268 SUTTER STREET SAN FRANCISCO<br />
ICG<br />
SCHOOL SUPPl<br />
Sheet Wiusii<br />
Stationery<br />
1467 HAIGHT ST.<br />
At Ashbury<br />
Maude—Did Jack I<br />
<strong>The</strong> apprec<br />
comes only w<br />
quite differen<br />
PHEASANT ca<br />
candy-making<br />
Betty—Oh, no; he<br />
GLOBE COMMERC]<br />
2 °3 CALIFORNIA 5<br />
Room 6<br />
SAN FRANCISCO,
WAIBEL'S<br />
SCHOOL SUPPLIES<br />
Sheet Music • -<br />
Stationery<br />
1467 HAIGHT STREET<br />
At Ashbury<br />
DURING HOLIDAYS<br />
Make up your conditions/<br />
Strengthen your weak points<br />
with<br />
MISS GILES<br />
30 CRAIG COURT APARTMENTS<br />
2186 California Street, at Buchanan<br />
Tel West 2892<br />
Sec regular ad. for Daily Difficulties<br />
during term time. All subjects.<br />
Maude—Did Jack kiss you l>y surprise last night?<br />
<strong>The</strong> appreciation of the really good things in life<br />
comes only with education. To like good candy is<br />
quite different from liking candy. <strong>The</strong> GOLDEN<br />
PllEASAXT candies are achievements in the art of<br />
candy-making.<br />
ppasmtt<br />
32-36 GEARV STREET<br />
I'ettv—Oh. no: he only thought he did.<br />
GLOBE COMMERCIAL CO.<br />
203 CALIFORNIA STREET<br />
Room 6<br />
SAN FRANCISCO, CAL.<br />
1 -1<br />
RABJOHN ® MORCOM<br />
Paintings, Engravings<br />
Picture Framing & Artists' Supplies<br />
Free Art Gallery<br />
240 POST STREET<br />
(Nr. Grant Awe.)<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
1+15 BROADWAY<br />
OAKLAND
c<br />
Admission,<br />
o<br />
10 cents<br />
—IT IS GREAT<br />
—TO<br />
LI<br />
ROLLER SKATE AT<br />
sEUM<br />
THREE<br />
SESSION'S DAILY<br />
• I<br />
BAKER AND<br />
OAK STREETS<br />
Skates, 25 cents<br />
Kaiifniann—Set the Editor returned your manuscript. It"s too bad.<br />
REAL ENGLISH<br />
ENGLISH CUSTOM LASTS<br />
ARC THE THING<br />
At our shops you find absolutely<br />
correct flat last English<br />
Models in all materials at<br />
reasonable prices.<br />
A swagger one in Gun<br />
Metal and Tan Calf.....<br />
aufmann<br />
j 836-840 MARKET STREET<br />
119-125 GRANT AVENUE<br />
Itavlev—That's what the Editor said.<br />
SCHOOL BOND<br />
White<br />
Labor<br />
Cones<br />
None Genuine<br />
Without<br />
W. L. C.<br />
On Each Cone<br />
Manufactured by<br />
White Labor Cone Co.<br />
50 SHOTWELL STREET<br />
THE BLUE PAPER OF QUALITY<br />
IN ALL SIZES AND RULINGS<br />
SCHWABACHER-FREY STATIONERY CO.<br />
Distributors<br />
543 Market Street<br />
us<br />
-ftsr: -JV;!- -:--«• "<br />
POI<br />
"Just as you<br />
That is the<br />
And with the<br />
the clever ph<br />
you are."<br />
Long exposu<br />
attitudes are i<br />
In fact, havi<br />
studio is as pi<br />
friends. <<br />
Mai<br />
FRAMIN<br />
PRIM<br />
155 2
PORTRAITS<br />
"Just as you are, I wouldn't change a thing. 51<br />
That is the spirit of modern photography.<br />
And with the fast plates and fast lenses of today,<br />
the clever photographer can take you "just as<br />
you are."<br />
Long exposures in uncomfortable, conscious<br />
attitudes arc a thing of the past.<br />
In fact, having a picture taken in a modern<br />
studio is as pleasant as an informal call on good<br />
friends.<br />
Make the appointment today<br />
FRAMING, KODAK DEVELOPING,<br />
PRINTING AND ENLARGING<br />
ETTERj, STUDIO<br />
1553 HAIGHT STREET<br />
Phone Park 56S3<br />
123
Mini—Will you have a lobster?<br />
Her—No. Piut I'll be a sister to vou.<br />
TOOLS, SHOP SUPPLIES<br />
COPPER, BRASS, STEEL, ALUMINUM<br />
Art and Crafts Tools<br />
and Materials<br />
Motor Boat and Aeroplane<br />
Sundries<br />
C. W. MARWEDEL<br />
76-80 First Street - - San Francisco<br />
WISE HEADS FIGURE IT OUT LIKE THIS<br />
<strong>The</strong> S. X. Wood & Co. habit is better<br />
than the savings-bank habit. It means<br />
a definite clear-cut savinj* every time<br />
you make a purchase of apparel. All our<br />
suits and overcoats are made in our own<br />
factory. You save the middleman's<br />
profit—a jjoodly nest-ejjjr by the end of<br />
the vear.<br />
_ t " - *«•• CONl<br />
S. N. WOOD & CO.<br />
San Francisco C a% Xtl | Oakland<br />
VOVltMtM<br />
Burnett's Extracts and Knorr's Soups<br />
Supplied to all Retail Grocers by<br />
S. FOSTER $ CO.<br />
WHOLESALE GROCERS<br />
Telephone Kcarny 246 59 and 61 MAIN ST., SAN FRANCISCO<br />
130<br />
-•<br />
A large stocK (<br />
hand at THE<br />
Street, near M<br />
VIE)<br />
A<br />
FIRST<br />
Toi<br />
Phones: Park 4 •'. .<br />
Park 1254<br />
. • ..• ; ' . - v
^<br />
PRIVATE LESSONS<br />
SHORTHAND—TYPEWRITING<br />
BOOKKEEPING<br />
Munson-Pilmtin and Gregg Systems<br />
MUNSON SCHOOL OF SHORTHAND<br />
150 Post Street. Room 706<br />
LUCILE SMITH, Principal<br />
Douglas 3671<br />
A large stocK of Diamonds and all Precious Stones on<br />
hand at THE COLUMBIA JEWELRY CO., 3 StocKton<br />
Street, near MarKet.<br />
Phoiu-s: l'ark 4<br />
Park 1254<br />
VIENNA DRESSMAKING and<br />
TAILORING SCHOOL<br />
IB THE BEST AND MOST<br />
UP-TO-DATE SCHOOL ON<br />
THE COAST.<br />
165 POST STREET<br />
Rooms 303-4 Phone Slitter l')73<br />
DAY AND EVENING CLASSES<br />
ACME GARAGE<br />
FIRST-CLASS AUTOMOBILE SERVICE<br />
STORAGE<br />
Touring Cars and Fiat Taxicabs<br />
131<br />
424-436 STANYAN STREET<br />
SAN FRANCISCO
<strong>The</strong> Raymond Coaching<br />
INDIVIDUAL INSTRUCTION ONLY.<br />
Thirteen years' experience in coaching High School students.<br />
Preparation for College Entrance Examinations a specialty.<br />
Twelve departmental teachers of thorough training and<br />
extended experience.<br />
Telephone West 2751<br />
2659 CALIFORNIA STREET<br />
WE MAKE I.0IVELL PINS<br />
H. W. TUCKEY<br />
Established 1863<br />
SPECIAL MANUFACTURER OF<br />
PLATINUM, GOLD OR SILVER<br />
JEWELRY<br />
DIAMONDS, JEWELRY AND SILVERWARE<br />
Designer and Maker Fraternity and Class Emblems.<br />
Suggestions and Advice for Remounting old Jewelry<br />
or Creating New Articles from Exclusive Designs.<br />
<strong>The</strong><br />
130 GEARY STREET<br />
SECOND FLOOR<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Telephone Kearny 5749<br />
Beggar—\Y ill you give a pour man ten cents lor a bed? (Sec page 134.)<br />
HAIGHT<br />
AT MASONIC<br />
place they all go when they want<br />
g'ood things to eat and drinK<br />
H. J. O'Brien, Proprietor Phone Park 5133<br />
132
li<br />
.0<br />
Two Specials<br />
for<br />
Young Men<br />
English Suit<br />
Our new English cut suit (Model<br />
921 is one of the smartest styles<br />
shown this season, and is modeled<br />
alter the patterns of the best College<br />
Tailors. <strong>The</strong> Coats and Vests<br />
are made with either plain or<br />
patch pockets.<br />
<strong>The</strong> fabrics are indistinct pencil<br />
lines, black and white effects,<br />
cheviots, blue serges, and blue,<br />
grav and brown mixtures.<br />
$12.50 to $35<br />
Half-belted<br />
Overcoats<br />
<strong>The</strong> Hastings three-quarter length<br />
half-belted, semi-form fitted Coat,<br />
quarter lined, with plaid back, is<br />
the swellest and most popular<br />
young man's Coat this season.<br />
Also the English Slip-on from<br />
rough Tweeds, with its extra full<br />
skirt is popular. <strong>The</strong>y are made<br />
from blue, gray and oxford over<br />
coatings. <strong>The</strong> long-length and<br />
shawl collar Coats arc shown in<br />
Chinchillas. Raincoats and Gabardines.<br />
$15 to $45<br />
Young Men's Correct Evening Dress<br />
and Tuxedo Suits, $2j to $<br />
HASTINGS CLOTHING GO.<br />
Post and Grant Avenue
§p^%^<br />
..>"^j:^^ : f:^;;-«^-f^<br />
CLARENCE A. SON TELEPHONE WEST 5663<br />
SON'S SPORTING GOODS STORE<br />
A Full Line of Athletic Goods<br />
GUNS :: AMMUNITION :: CUTLERY<br />
DOG COLLARS , :: BASE BALLS<br />
TENNIS GOODS :: SKATES :: PENNANTS<br />
GYMNASIUM GOODS :<br />
1726 FILLMORE STREET<br />
Between Post ?nd Sutter SAN FRANCISCO<br />
FRANK R. CLARK C. D. SHOEMAKER<br />
THE BLOSSOM SHOP<br />
CUT FLOWERS, FERNS AND<br />
POTTED PLANTS<br />
FLORAL DESIGNS A SPECIALTY<br />
1605 Haight Street Near Clayton<br />
Phone Market 4049<br />
ALLEN'S<br />
Your neighborhood Store<br />
HABERDASHERS—HATTERS<br />
MERCHANT TAILORS<br />
1524 Haight Street Near Ashbury<br />
(Cont. from page 132) Stranger— Sure. I'.rint^ around the bed.<br />
Telephone Market 250<br />
PROF. BATT SCANLON<br />
Teacher of the<br />
Violin and Mandolin<br />
——»_<br />
Instruments Furnished<br />
to Beginners<br />
3390 SIXTEENTH STREET<br />
SAN FRANCISCO, CAL.<br />
SOCIETY, C MUR C II A X D<br />
SCHOOL<br />
PRINTING<br />
We arc especially equipped for this<br />
work. Our prices are right and our<br />
work is neat and artistic.<br />
TRY US NEXT TIME<br />
Advance Printery<br />
It. C. HINDS, Prop.<br />
1672 HAIGHT STREET<br />
Phone Park 5163<br />
SAILOR SUITS AND MIDDY BLOUSES FOR LADIES, MISSES<br />
AND CHILDREN MADE TO ORDER.<br />
1384 Sutter Street, Between Van Ness and Franklin<br />
134<br />
C :,<br />
I*<br />
J.<br />
BUSINESS COI<br />
Write for<br />
12<br />
of any o<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
OAKLAND •<br />
SAN JOSE<br />
SANTA CRUZ<br />
For<br />
1215 VAN NESS
BUSINESS COLLEGE AND ENGINEERING SCHOOL<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
OAKLAND<br />
SAN JOSE<br />
SANTA CRUZ<br />
MAIN OFFICE:<br />
1215 VAN NESS AVENUE<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Write for illustrated Catalogues to the Manager<br />
of anv of the Heald Schools located at<br />
SACRAMENTO<br />
STOCKTON<br />
CHICO<br />
RENO<br />
For Engineering Catalogues<br />
Address the Main Office:<br />
FRESNO<br />
LONG BEACH<br />
RIVERSIDE<br />
LOS ANGELES<br />
,2.5 VAN NESS AVENUE SAN FRANCISCO
RBISGHMAN'S<br />
If WE CATER ESPECIALLY TO LOWELL<br />
STUDENTS AND ALWAYS PLEASE THEM.<br />
Wi^^<br />
DREW'S COACHING SCHOOL<br />
JOHN S. DREW, Principal<br />
Admits to University Without Examination<br />
High School and Grammcr School courses.<br />
Individual Tutoring, Civil Service and Teachers' Examinations.<br />
We are strong in preparing students for ANNAPOLIS and WEST<br />
POINT, where seven of our students are now enrolled.<br />
DAY AND<br />
2068 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
Near-Employee—1 was pardoned, sir.<br />
HEADQUARTERS<br />
EVENING Corner Sacramento<br />
If Your school teams can do better with us in price and quality.<br />
f§ We will submit bid and samples on outfits for all athletic events.<br />
As manufacturers our prices are lower.<br />
SWEATER COATS<br />
GYMNASIUM SUITS<br />
BATHING SUITS<br />
ATHLETIC APPAREL<br />
Team Outfits for<br />
BASKETBALL BASEBALL<br />
FOOTBALL TRACK TEAMS<br />
GRANT AVE. AT POST ST.<br />
JOS. B. SWIM. Snlcs Dcpt ALL WORK GUARANTEED<br />
Mr. Murray, a former<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> student,<br />
drew the now<br />
permanent design<br />
for <strong>Lowell</strong>, while<br />
attending there at<br />
the suggestion of<br />
Miss Wei-Jle.<br />
CALIF. NOVELTY MFG. CO.<br />
FONDREN, MURRAY &. MICHELSEN<br />
Souvenirs :: Novelties :: Class Pins<br />
Jobbing :: Designing<br />
ROOM 402, MERCEDES BUILDING<br />
251 POST STREET SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Sttter 3425<br />
Fraternity Pins,<br />
Jewelry Repairing,<br />
Souvenirs,<br />
Novelties,<br />
Jewelry Deslanlng<br />
We make Watch Fobs, Rings, Pins, Cuff Uuttons. Brooches, Stick Pins, Etc., with<br />
your School Emblem. Just the thing ''or Christmas, Birthdays and for retiring<br />
officers of your Clubs or fraternities. Write for prices.<br />
137
. LBSS Sz CO.<br />
DIAMONDS, WATCHES, JEWELRY,<br />
SILVERWARE and NOVELTIES<br />
Phone Fillmore 1871 Private Lessons<br />
by Appointment<br />
MISS MARION B. WHITE<br />
Dancing Academy<br />
Class for High School Pupils,<br />
Thursday Afternoon, 4 o'clock<br />
Beginners Monday — Adults'<br />
Class Tuesday<br />
HALL FOR RENT 2626 California Street<br />
IFatch Repairing<br />
736 MARKET STREET<br />
Go to the—<br />
REX BARBER SHOP<br />
I ItVIX WALTER, Prop.<br />
1604 HAYES STREET, Cor. Lyon<br />
Two Blocks East of School<br />
HOOTBLACK LAUNDRY<br />
Teacher—What is a veterinary surgeon ? (See next page.)<br />
BUY YOUR PINS FROM AN OLD<br />
LOWELLITE<br />
<strong>Lowell</strong> High Official Pin<br />
Made by MORGAN<br />
Maker of Class, Fraternity and<br />
Sorority Pins<br />
JAMES A. MORGAN<br />
PHELAN BLDG. Kcarny 2622<br />
807 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
Phone Park 777!><br />
It's not the Name<br />
That makes the clothes good<br />
It's the clothes<br />
That make the name good.<br />
H. C. NAHMAN<br />
Merchant Tailor<br />
Men's Suits to Order<br />
Spcciul Attention Givrn to High School Trade<br />
ins<br />
WM. DEGENER<br />
Devisadero Meat MarKet<br />
Dealer In<br />
FRESH AND SALT MEATS<br />
Stall Fed Meats a Specialty<br />
258 DIVISADERO STREET<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Phone West 1393<br />
M.<br />
1456 Haight Street<br />
158 GEARY STI<br />
Student—A: ;;do<br />
wrii<br />
You want Station<br />
Supplies and want<br />
— try<br />
THE BELL<br />
16th Street, «e<br />
THE MISSION/!
SULLIVAN'S<br />
DRY GOODS STORE<br />
-—<br />
DISTRIBUTERS OF<br />
STERLING<br />
MERCHANDISE<br />
ROBERTSON'S<br />
ENGRAVING<br />
VISITING CARDS<br />
INVITATIONS<br />
1456 Haight Street Near Ashbury Union Square<br />
SPALDING<br />
OFFICIAL ATHLETIC GOODS<br />
arc used by all the leading Schools and Colleges.<br />
We carry a full line of<br />
BASKETBALL<br />
TENNIS<br />
BASEBALL<br />
TRACK<br />
SWIMMING<br />
FOOTBALL<br />
SUPPLIES<br />
As well as for all other brandies of Athletics.<br />
A. G. SPALDING ® BROS.<br />
158 GEARY STREET - SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Complete Catalogues free upon request<br />
Student—A doctor for old soldiers.<br />
WHEN<br />
Yi-it want Stationery or School<br />
Supplies ami want them RIGHT<br />
— try —<br />
THE BELL BAZAAR<br />
16th Street, near Mission<br />
THE MISSION'S BIG STORE<br />
1311<br />
IF YOU MUST KISS HER—<br />
FIRST USE<br />
WILSON'S MINTS<br />
For Your Breath<br />
At All Dealers
Consolidation of Fairfax Ranch Dairy<br />
and Oakwood Dairy<br />
PURE COUNTRY MILK<br />
AND CREAM<br />
WINTER 1913—<br />
WESTERN DAIRY CO.<br />
WHOLESALE AND RETAIL<br />
Hutton's Certified Milk a Specialty<br />
Phone Park 1587<br />
City Depot:<br />
359-361 WALLER STREET<br />
We Supply <strong>Lowell</strong> High School Cafeteria<br />
OUR ENTIRE LINE OF MISSES AND JUNIOR<br />
SUITS AND CLOAKS AT ONE-HALF REDUC-<br />
TION DURING MONTH OF DECEMBER AND.<br />
JANUARY.<br />
DAVIS SCHONWASSER a COMPANY<br />
SUTTER AND GRANT AVENUE<br />
Young Man—I want my hair cut.<br />
Barber—Any special way?<br />
Yes. Off.<br />
GOLDBERG, BOWEN ® CO.<br />
Grocers<br />
FINE TEAS, COFFEES, WINES, LIQUORS<br />
CIGARS AND HOUSEHOLD UTENSILS<br />
— OUR STORKS —<br />
Sutter Street, between Kearny and Grant Avenue—Phone Sutter 1<br />
2829 California Street—Phone West 101<br />
1401 Haight Street—Phone Market 1<br />
Coffee Roasting Dept.: 965 Sutter Street, San Francisco<br />
Oakland: 13th and Clay Streets—Phone Oakland 2524<br />
Main Store and Mail Order Department - - 242 SUTTER STREET<br />
THERE ARE NO CLASSES AT SUCCESS COMMERCIAL<br />
ACADEMY TO HOLD YOU BACK<br />
//// Instruction is Private<br />
THIS IS ONE REASON THAT OUR STUDENTS<br />
LEARN IN HALF THE USUAL TIME<br />
SUCCESS COMMERCIAL ACADEMY<br />
1322 HAIGHT STREET<br />
140<br />
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• 1<br />
I
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SIERRA SERVICE<br />
y^"\ £?be finestro&de- cuts delivered on tin?e<br />
Zioeos Halftones &Designs<br />
• TRY THEM •<br />
LABELS BOOKLETS<br />
CATALOGS AND<br />
ADVERTISING CUTS<br />
SIERRA ART & ENGRAVING CO.<br />
CALL DOUC1AS 47 8O<br />
in
THE<br />
JAMES H. BARRY<br />
COMPANY<br />
THE STAR PRESS<br />
PRINTERS and<br />
PUBLISHERS<br />
/122-1124 MISSION ST.<br />
SAN FRANCISCO<br />
TELEPHONES<br />
PARK 6380 and 6381<br />
112<br />
1871 HAYES STREET<br />
LOW<br />
F. RO3<br />
Candies, Ice Ci<br />
Books and Sc<br />
Spaldir-g<br />
OPPOSITE T!<br />
Teaclier—Wh;<br />
Johnny—Wha<br />
n. S. JIURDOCK<br />
California 5<br />
Com]<br />
Manufactu<br />
. kinds of E<br />
CARBONAT<br />
Phone Ma<br />
51 SHARON ST.,<br />
Near 15th i<br />
G. BALDACC1NI<br />
Romey's Fr<br />
FISH, FRUIT<br />
EGGS, VEC<br />
Complete Line of Cann<<br />
ITALIAN LUCCA C<br />
Special Atten<br />
Family<br />
1543-1551 H<br />
Phone Park 851
<strong>The</strong> Most Complete Line of<br />
ATHLETIC AND OUTING GOODS<br />
ev«r displayed on the Pacific Coast now on display<br />
Quality and Prices have made our House<br />
Headquarters for the Sportsman and Athlete<br />
583-85 MARKET STREET SAN FRANCISCO<br />
1671 HAYES STREET Welt 6150<br />
LOWELL<br />
F\ 11GMANO<br />
Candies, Ice Cream, Lunches,<br />
Books and School Supplies<br />
Spalding Goods<br />
OPPOSITE THE SCHOOL<br />
Teacher—What is velocity?<br />
KODAKS-<br />
Jnhnny—What a man lets JT° ol * •'• wasp with.<br />
>. >:. .MflSMOCK p. I.EAXE<br />
California Soda Water<br />
Company<br />
Manufacturers of all<br />
kinds of High-Grade<br />
CARBONATED GOODS<br />
Phone Market 2126<br />
51 SHARON ST.. SAN FRANCISCO<br />
Near 15th and Market<br />
HAI.I'ACCINI A. MAXFREW<br />
Romey's Fruit MarKet<br />
FISH. FRUIT, POULTRY,<br />
EGGS, VEGETABLES<br />
Complete Line of Canned Goods and Macaroni<br />
ITALIAN LUCCA OIL A SPECIALTY<br />
Special Attention Paid to<br />
Family Trade<br />
1543-1551 Haight Street<br />
Phone Park £51 Park 1342<br />
PHOTOGRAPHIC MATERIALS<br />
ALWAYS FRESH.<br />
ALBUMS AND STATIONERY<br />
Let Us Do Your Holiday Enlarging<br />
J. F. KINMAN<br />
2207 FILLMORE STREET, Phone V\»e«t 6347<br />
1744 HAIGHT STREET. Phone Park 4913<br />
Pnrk Sill I'nrk<br />
ROMEY'S MARKET<br />
1543 HAIGHT ST.<br />
WE HAVE A BIG SPECIAL<br />
SALE EVERY SATURDAY<br />
We Supply the <strong>Lowell</strong> Cafeteria.<br />
riioncs: Park S51. Park 1342<br />
ROMEY*S FISH MARKET<br />
A, FAXTOZZI, Proprietor<br />
Fish, Oysters, Clams, Lobsters, Crabs,<br />
Shrimps, Mussels, Terrapin and Frogs.<br />
FftESH EVERY DAY<br />
We Supply <strong>Lowell</strong> High Cafeteria<br />
Orders Tiikvn Snturdf./<br />
for Sunday 1543-51 Haight St.<br />
1
Copj-right 1910. Alfred Decker * Cohn<br />
Christmas Greetings<br />
SOCIETY BRAND SUITS AND OVERCOATS<br />
FILL THE CHRISTMAS WANT<br />
$20—$25—$30<br />
Others $10—$12.50—$15 and $17.50<br />
FOR CHRISTMAS TIES; GLOVES; SHIRTS: BATH<br />
ROBES; HAT ORDERS; PAJAMAS; IN ALL THEIR<br />
GLORY<br />
THE JUVENILE<br />
Style Originators to Young Gents<br />
130 GRANT AVENUE<br />
144<br />
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