Delaware High School Bulletin 1915

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 1)

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THE

DHS

BULLETIN

JUNIOR

NUMBER

1915

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 2)

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SIGN OF THE BEAR

The Smith Clothing Co.

ESTABLISHED 1870

W. J. Grube

Indian and Harley Davison Motor Cycles

Dayton and Autocrat Bicycles,

Bicycle Supplies and Repairing

The latest styles in

Made-to-measure Clothes

At the Lowest Pricee

College

Tailoring Co.

Lambs Block

C. A. WHITE & CO.

21-23 South Sandusky Street

Fine Vehicles of all Kinds

Farmers' Supplies

Harness

Automobiles, Tires and Accessories

Delaware County Distributors for

Studebaker

[image of woman inside a tire]

Automobiles and Kelly-Springfield Tires

EVERYTHING ON WHEELS

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 3)

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44 South Sandusky Street Citizens Phone 1181

HARDIN & GALLANT

STATIONERY PRINTING

BOOKS AND

WALL PAPER EMBOSSING

C. E. Woodburne

Up-to-the-Minute

Men's Furnishing

Store

Located on the corner

of Main and William

Streets.

DROP IN AND TAKE A LOOK

AT OUR STORE

Best Shoe Shine

Parlor in Town

Next to Star Theatre

Ladies and Gentlemen

EVIS LIMBERIS

Open Sunday Morning

HATS CLEANED AND BLOCKED

Take Some Pictures

[image of woman taking a picture of a child]

SENECA CAMERAS

and

Photo Supplies

Park & Tilford

Chocolates and

Bonbons

Page & Shaw's

"Candies of

Excellence"

Inman's Pharmacy

6 West Winter Street

D. A. BENTON

TRANSFER, STORAGE AND BAGGAGE

Office at

Frank Politz's Confectionery Store

WORK PROMPTLY DONE

Office Phone 10 Residence 364

[A]

BODURTHA Photograph will help to

keep the happy memory of school days

for all time. We are showing attrac-

tive styles for graduation pictures.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 4)

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ICE CREAM CANDY

HOFFMAN'S

Watch Us Grow

CAKE BREAD

Established 1860

DO YOU LIKE GOOD COFFEE?

I believe that my "BOSTON BLEND"

Coffee is the greatest value sold in Dela-

ware to-day for the same money.

Price 30c a Pound Always

Your money back if you don't agree with

me.

Tom F. Joyce

Housefurnishings and Groceries

Telephone 510 44 N. Sandusky No Books

M. A. CAMPION

Grocer

Choicest Delicacies for the Table

North Sandusky Street

Donovan

Meat Market

BEST CUTS OF FRESH MEATS

GAME IN SEASON

She--"If capital punishment must

be, I certainly favor electricity."

He--"Oh, that is to say you prefer

currents to raisins."

"Mamma. Baby brother has fallen

down the well."

"What! Without his rubbers on?"

SEE THE O.K.

For Everything in Hardware

Lawn and Sporting Goods

Porch Swings Hammocks

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SUPERBA THEATRE

C-O-M-I-N-G

CLARA KIMBALL YOUNG IN "HEARTS IN EXILE"

AN EXTRAORDINARY FEATURE

J. W. GRIMES

GROCER

28 West William Street

Troy Laundering Co.

is the best place to get your

Dry Cleaning and

Pressing Done

East Winter St. Phone 664

"Did you put in fresh water for the

gold fish, Mary?"

"No, mum, they ain't drunk up what

I gave them yesterday."

"Father, how do they measure lim-

burger cheese, by weight or cubic con-

tents?"

Father--"By scentimeters."

BOSTONIAN SHOES FOR MEN

PATRICIAN SHOES FOR WOMEN

CHILDREN'S SHOES A SPECIALTY

QUICK SHOE REPAIRS

M. NAPPI

1308 Phone. Phone 1308

WILLIAM C. NYE

REAL ESTATE AND LOAN BROKER

MORTGAGE SECURITIES BOUGHT AND SOLD

The New People's Building

DELAWARE, OHIO

White Flannel Made to

Your Measure $5.00 up

AT

Jack Mead's POPULAR-PRICED

TAILOR

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 6)

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KEEP COOL

and come to

PAUL BIANCHI

Ice Cream and Confectionery

Ice Cream delivered to all parts of city. 27 South Main St.

THE W. M.

HESELTINE

COMPANY

DRY MUMSING UNDERWEAR

GOODS CADET HOSE

HENDERSON CORSETS

The Senior was born for great things, She--"Oh, dear, won't you buy me

The Junior born for small, that beautiful handkerchief?"

But no one yet has found the reason He--"Don't you think that is too

Why the Freshman was born at all. He--"Don't you think that is too

much to blow in?"

MILLER'S BAKERY

BREAD, CAKE, PIES

AND SPECIAL ORDERS

Phone 402 12 South Main St.

GO TO THE

McCullogh Lumber Yard

for such material as you need when building or repairing.

COR. WINTER AND HENRY STS. DELAWARE, OHIO

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Bastian Bros. Co.

MANUFACTURERS OF

Class Emblems, Rings, Fobs,

Medals

Wedding and Commencement

Invitations

ROCHESTER, N.Y.

Makers of This Year's

Junior Class Pins

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 8)

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[question marks border the page]

O.W.U.

ANSWERS

THEM

ALL

For further Information apply to the

Registrar,

Ohio Wesleyan University

DELAWARE, OHIO

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 9)

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The Bulletin

Published by the Bulletin Board

Under the Auspices

of

Delaware High School

and

The Board of Education

MEMBERS OF BOARD OF EDUCATION

GEORGE J. HOFFMAN, President

E. M. SEMANS, M. D., Vice President

D. E. HUGHS, M. D., Clerk.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 10)

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[photo]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 11)

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THE BULLETIN

Issue No. 1 Delaware, Ohio June, 1915

Contents

COVER DESIGN (By Clarence Kanaga, '16)

FRONTISPIECE H.S. BUILDING................................... 8

TABLE OF CONTENTS............................................ 9

PORTRAIT OF MISS OLDHAM...................................... 10

DEDICATION................................................... 11

MR. VANCE AND MR. MAIN....................................... 12

OUR TEACHERS................................................. 13-17

A TRIBUTE TO OUR TEACHERS.................................... 18

SUCH IS LIFE (By Robt. Eichhorn)............................. 19

A MATHEMATICAL ROMANCE (By Florence Follwell)................ 22

THE ANGEL OF THE LORD, (A Poem by Aura Smith, Jr.)........... 23

POEMS ....................................................... 24

FRESHMEN FLOWER FABLES....................................... 25

SECOND YEAR STORIES.......................................... 26

TWO INTERESTING THEMES....................................... 31

THE SENIOR PLAY.............................................. 32

PICTURES FROM "THE PIPER".................................... 33

SENIOR PICTURES.............................................. 34-40

SENIOR ITEMS................................................. 41

JUNIOR ITEMS................................................. 42

SECOND YEAR ITEMS............................................ 43

FIRST YEAR ITEMS............................................. 44

THE MARKS OF A MAN (By Aura Smith, Jr.)...................... 45

BULLETIN BOARD............................................... 46

EDITORIALS .................................................. 47

DEBATE (Affirmative Team).................................... 50

(Negative Team)....................................... 51

BOYS' ATHLETICS.............................................. 52

GIRLS' ATHLETICS............................................. 55

SNAPSHOTS ................................................... 56

ROUND ABOUT SCHOOL........................................... 57

SOCIAL EVENTS................................................ 58

THE FRESHMAN BLOTTER......................................... 59

THE CONCERT.................................................. 60

PRIZE CARTOON................................................ 60

CARTOONS .................................................... 61

ALUMNI ...................................................... 62

ADVERTISING CONTEST.......................................... 66

JUNIOR GRAPH................................................. 67

SMILES ...................................................... 68

STATISTICS .................................................. 75

ALPHABET .................................................... 76

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[photo of Miss Lulu Oldham]

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 13)

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To Lulu Oldham, our beloved teacher of Algebra,

whose kindly interest and care has endeared her to each

and every member of Delaware High School, this Annual

is lovingly dedicated.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 14)

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[photo]

WILLIAM McK. VANCE

SUPERINTENDENT OF THE DELAWARE

PUBLIC SCHOOLS

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HENRY T. MAIN

PRINCIPAL OF THE DELAWARE HIGH

SCHOOL

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DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 13

OUR TEACHERS

[photo]

D. H. LEAS

[photo]

LULU OLDHAM

[photo]

ROSE C. QUINN

[photo]

NELLIE E. WILLIAMS

SCIENCE AND MATHEMATICS

BOTANY DEPARTMENT

We, the pupils in the Botany classes, are the bus-

iest people in Delaware at present, for the wild flow-

ers are coming out very fast and we must draw ev-

ery one we can lay hands on--which indeed is less

of work than of play.

Often on recitation days, we take only ten or fif-

teen minutes to the day's lesson, and use the rest of

the time for making plates of tree blossoms, as well

as the smaller and better known flower plants.

We have recently completed the subject of roots

in our Laboratory Manuals and are now studying

buds.

At the conclusion of each subject in our Manuals,

we write a composition, containing in a nut-shell,

all the knowledge we have gained concerning it.

We had the--for most of us--novel pleasure, of

working with the compound microscopes, at the be-

ginning of the semester.

ADVANCED ALGEBRA

The Juniors at the beginning of the second sem-

ester started to study Algebra where they had drop-

ped it a year before. Factoring was their first work,

which was followed by fractions, linear and quad-

ratic equations, and ratio and proportion. Under the

careful guidance of Miss Quinn, the pupils, or most

of them, completed the preceding work.

Algebra, closely related to Geometry, has a long

history which goes back to the early Egyptians.

Some traces of the subject have appeared in a cer-

tain papyrus copied about 1700 B.C. from a work

written some centuries earlier. Then it was a science

studied by the learned men of the time but now it is

a subject studied by all students.

1st YEAR ALGEBRA

In Algebra we learn to go to the bottom of things

and to think out how and why to do this or that.

This is especially interesting because we are taught

by the "thoughtful method." We enjoy taking a prob-

lem apart so that we can find out for ourselves how

to make one similar to it, and, as we make one of

each kind, we get to understand how the author

writes our text-book.

Some of our problems are very hard and nearly

"do us," instead of our doing them. When we were

working on "Motion Problems" some of us sought

help from some of the Seniors and Juniors. We were

greatly astonished when we found they had forgot-

ten how to work them. But we were still more as-

tonished when Miss Oldham told us that we, too,

might forget them when we became Seniors because

we are not studying problems to remember them but

to gain the power to work harder problems.

PHYSICS DEPARTMENT

After having studied Physics yourself, for a year

at least, I am sure you will agree with me that it

is one of the most delightful studies on earth.

Part of our interest and enjoyment in this great

branch of science has been due to our intelligent

study of physics itself but, I think, and there is lit-

tle doubt but that the rest of the class will agree

with me, that we would never have been so absorb-

ed in it had it not been for our most interesting

teacher.

Our laboratory is fully equipped with every sort

of apparatus necessary. We have six large tables,

which acommodate four persons and six if neces-

sary, so, having three classes in Physics as we do,

there is room for every one of the class to work com-

fortably.

Without a doubt our Physics Department is the

best and most complete for its size that can be found.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 16)

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14 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL, JUNIOR BULLETIN

OUR TEACHERS

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LAURA G. WAGNER

[photo]

LAURA B. SHULTS.

[photo]

MARY ABIGAIL PATTERSON

LANGUAGES

LATIN DEPARTMENT

My earliest knowledge of Latin was gained from

my father who had been an enthusiastic student of

the language in his college days, and who always

expressed a desire that I might enjoy it, and profit

by it as he had done. That he continued to enjoy it

and profit by it was made evident to me, for when-

ever at the table a word was used, the meaning of

which I did not know, that same word was pretty

sure to have been derived from the Latin and the

meaning was just as surely to be explained to me

somewhat in this way: "This word," let us suppose

it was transpose, "comes from the words, trans,

meaning across, and pono, meaning to place. Put-

ting the two words together we get the meaning, 'to

place across.'" I often thought that it was a round-

about way of telling me the meaning of a word, but

now I see how useful and really easy this method is.

Not long ago, in the Botany class, we had the scienti-

fic name for the white oak, Quercus alba. At first

sight I thought what a strange name, but all its

strangeness disappeared when I recalled the Latin

words of which it was composed.

Latin is the first language I ever studied as a lan-

guage, and consequently I have gained most of my

knowledge of the structure of language from my

study of it. It seems to me I have gained something

really valuable in learning how this language is

made up of declensions, conjugations, and the like.

Then, too, I never before realized how necessary

it is to be perfectly accurate in my work. There are

so very many things to look after in writing a Latin

sentence, and the meaning is so easily changed if

the slightest mistake is made that one is compelled

to be constantly on the lookout. This is splendid

drill in accuracy.

For these three reasons I have found Latin a val-

uable study for me.

GERMAN DEPARTMENT

A two years' course is given in German under the

competent instruction of Miss Shults. The first year

of the course, the essentials of German Grammar are

derived from Joyne's and Wesselhoft's Grammar.

Practice in conversation and pronunciation is gain-

ed from reading the fairy tales in "Marchen and

Erzahlungen." "Im Vaterland," begun in the first

year and continued in the second, gives information

about the schools, army, literature and costumes of

Germany. During the second year, the great classic

drama, "William Tell," is read, whose author, Schil-

ler, is widely known and loved. "Das Edel Blut," by

Ernest von Widdenbruch, and "L'Arrahiatta," by Paul

Heyse, the most artistic novelist of today, complete

the course.

LATIN DEPARTMENT

One day, not long ago, the teacher of Cicero, mind-

ful of the many things which are being said and

printed throughout our land concerning the value or

lack thereof of the study of Latin, asked her class,

just out of a spirit of curiosity, to write in a few

words what their opinion of the study of Cicero's

orations is. "The Bulletin" is counting its man-

agement particularly fortunate in securing some of

these and we have pleasure in appending them be-

low. That Latin is not considered a dead language,

yielding no profit to those who study, is evident

to our readers.

If we will only endeavor to discover something be-

sides the drudgery of looking up words in the study

of such a wonderful collection of literature as is

found in Cicero's orations, I am sure that we shall

find a certain charm and beauty about his telling

arguments and logic that will amply repay our la-

bors. Indeed, Cicero, rightly studied, gives a great-

er appreciation of our own language and increases

our vocabulary marvelously.--DANA LATHAM.

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DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 15

Miss Wagner's Vergil Class is one of the brightest

spots in the High School. The hour is begun by re-

viewing in English the lesson of the day before, thus

helping us get the thread of the story. Every person

reads five or six lines in Latin then translates. We

were required to scan the lines at the beginning of

the year, but we soon became so skilled that it no

longer was necessary. When prose composition

comes around and we don't look just exactly happy,

our kind teacher assures us that it really is not hard,

and sure enough, before we get through, we are

quite fond of it. This only shows what great in-

genuity Miss Wagner possesses to make things de-

lightful. I don't know how Miss Wagner feels about

us, but we just dote on her.

MARY CATHERINE HILLS, '15.

I realize that my three years of Latin have been

malus, peior, pessimus, and the "pessimus" state

has been reached in this my third year. For I have

failed from the standpoint of a scholar. But this

does not change my view of third year Latin; for I

have profited by it as much, if not more, than by any

subject I ever took. I know from experience that

"Cicero" increases our vocabulary and our knowledge

of history. I can imagine Cicero, a man shrewd and

cultured, endowed with the qualities of a wise man.

While reading his orations we might think him self-

ish but giving much thought to the world. He also

wanted to receive something in return and never

could he have been honored with a greater monu-

ment than that which he created for himself by his

letters and orations. He gave the world this thought,

that while great paintings might be destroyed, great

music might be forgotten, literature lives forever,--

is undying.--LAWRENCE JONES.

It seems to me that conspiracies are much more

interesting than Gallic wars, therefore I prefer Cic-

ero to Caesar; but in general--I must tell the truth

--Latin is my worst enemy; I fight Cicero before I

go to bed and again before I go to class, but rarely

do I gain an undisputed victory. However, after it

has been read in class and I understand it, I have

enjoyed the story, and, hard as it is for me, I recog-

nize the value of the study of Latin.--MARY TAG-

GART.

For me Latin has been a difficult and disagreeable

study from the start. When I was in the first year

class I desired to drop it but my parents wouldn't

let me, so I kept at it and, in spite of the hard time

I've had to get it, I will say, truthfully, that Latin

has done more for me than any one study I've taken

in High School.--JOHN SHOEMAKER.

The study of Latin is conceded to be one of the

most efficient means of training the mind; the rigid

discipline of the study is at once impressed upon

the mind of the first year student. The second year

amounts almost to drudgery to one who does not

feel himself the possessor of an inborn predilection

toward scholarly attainment. But in the third year

one begins to feel that the vigorous training in this

particular study is not distasteful--would be a real

pleasure were it not for occasional and seemingly

inopportune "seasons" of prose composition. It is

a lamentable fact that appreciation derived from any

study depends so largely upon the instructor; there-

fore Latin might be a most irksome and unpleasant

duty rather than, as we find it, an acceptable "di-

version" engendering a genuine respect and admira-

tion of Latin,--its language, literature, history, and

country.--ROBERT HOOK.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 18)

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16 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

OUR TEACHERS

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ARABELLA C. DACKERMAN

HISTORY

Mrs. Dackerman's history classes are having their

usual work in their General History, but besides this

they study the Independent Magazine once a week.

Every Friday is set aside for this work and some very

interesting discussions arise, especially on the great-

est topic of all, that is The Great War. The Mentor

Magazine is also used extensively, both for its beau-

tiful pictures and the descriptions in them.

[photo]

GENEVRA HUMPHREYS

ART DEPARTMENT.

The Department of Mechanical Drawing and Art

is progressing very nicely, under the capable direc-

tion of Miss Humphreys. The number of pupils is

increasing from year to year and added interest is

being taken in this department by the other mem-

bers of the school. The quality of the work is in-

deed excellent as is evinced by the art exhibits which

have been held.

[photo]

ANNIE F. KELLOGG

2nd YEAR ENGLISH

The "Merchant of Venice" and "Henry V" were the

first classics studied by the second year class, the

former being a love story, while in "Henry V" we

have nothing but the roar and din of battle. When

we read "Silas Marner" it proved a very interesting

study to watch Silas' character change from the wor-

ship of money to the love of his fellowmen. The

"Ancient Mariner," with its interesting story of the

sea and its great lesson of love to all creatures both

great and small, was one of the many delightful clas-

sics of the year's work.

Besides the reading of the classics, the written

composition work was by far not the least important

[words cut off] our study.

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WINIFRED EDWARDS

3rd YEAR ENGLISH

The modern ideal of life is service; and success is

measured by one's influence upon his fellows. Judg-

ing, then, the characters in "The Tale of Two Cit-

ies" by this standdard of service and influence, there

is one which stands out pre-eminently above them

all. And that one is Sydney Carton.

There is an abundance of material from which we

may draw a sketch of him--he so closely resembles

Charles Darnay, that the facts concerning one may

be added with increased interest to a picture of the

other.

Dickens was inspired to write the story, by this

influence, and to augment its effect by the addition

of his matchless pathos. And his readers will al-

ways remember the hero for that one noble sacrifice,

and its noble influence.

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DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL BULLETIN 17

OUR TEACHERS

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ESTELLE HUTCHISSON

[photo]

L. L. CANFIELD

[photo]

MARIE BIRD

BOOKKEEPING AND TYPEWRITING

The departments of bookkeeping and typewriting

occupy a place of importance in our High School.

The bookkeeping class has an enrollment of forty-

five pupils this year which is a greater number than

were ever enrolled before. The students have shown

a decided interest in the work and one scholar, Dar-

sie Meacham, finished the year's work in one semes-

ter. There are sixty-four pupils enrolled in the

typewriting class and they have made fine progress

in the work. Grace Eger, Grace Essig, Anne Down-

ing, Nellie McCarty, Elsie Moeller, Pauline Nash,

Frank Burrer, Chauncy Furniss, Russel House, Hen-

ry Hudson, Ralph Thomson, and Ralph VanBrimmer

have received pennants awarded by the Remington

Co. to pupils who write on new material for ten con-

secutive minutes with a net speed of twenty-five

words per minute. Also Ralph Thomson made forty-

eight words and Leo Wilson made forty-four words in

trying for the Intermediate Award, which is a leath-

er card case given by the Remington Co. and a net

speed of forty words a minute for ten minutes is

required.

DEPARTMENT OF MUSIC

The members of our Department of Music, which

is conducted by Mr. Canfield, have been doing good

work this year. Besides training the Choral Class

of one hundred and eighty pupils, Mr. Canfield has

directed the High School Orchestra, the Girls Glee

Club, the Mixed Quartet, and the Senior Quartet.

Probably the most interesting feature of this year's

work was the annual concert held at the Opera

House, April 23. The excellent training of the pu-

pils was displayed and the program rendered was

enjoyed by a large audience. The remarks of appre-

ciation by those who heard the concert speak very

highly of this department of our school.

PUBLIC SPEAKING

One of the most important and enjoyable of the

electives included in the course at Delaware High is

the Public Speaking class in charge of Miss Bird.

Only Juniors and Seniors are eligible to this class.

Practical elocution is studied three days in each

week, while the rest of the time is devoted to debat-

ing and impromptu speaking. A special program is

given every Friday. Debating receives a large share

of attention, and is bringing the class before the pub-

lic. The annual debate is now an important school

affair.

The advantages of the study of Public Speaking

are many. In the study of Elocution and in the

practice of special programs much really good liter-

ature is studied and learned. The impromptu speak-

ing develops ease and poise of manner. Debating

requires research and so at least a general knowl-

edge of history and current events is gained. A de-

baters must always be on the alert while his opponent

is speaking, looking for weak points, and thus he

gains in mental quickness and ability. As a result

of studying Public Speaking the individuality and

personality is strengthened and increased. This is

a valuable asset to any person for life.

The outlook for next year's class is good, but it is

urged that more girls take this course. Too much

credit can not be given to Miss Bird, who has been a

faithful teacher, and a splendid inspiration to the

whole class.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 20)

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18 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

A Tribute to Our Teachers

While much has been said about teachers as teach-

ers, very little has been said concerning them as hu-

man beings and molders of character. We all recog-

nize and appreciate the part the teachers perform in

laying concrete facts before us in such a manner

that our minds can readily grasp them, but I wonder

how many of us realize and appreciate the great and

silent influence for good which our teachers bring

to bear upon the lives of those whom they teach.

Though it may not be apparent at first thought, I

am sure that if we will stop to consider the matter

more deeply, the majority of us will find that the

teachers do play an important part in the shaping

of our lives, and that they have in common with us

things of a more sacred nature than mere text-books.

Indeed a great many of us have come to look upon

our teachers with an affection that is truly beautiful,

and many warm friendships between teacher and

pupil have sprung up. The causes which have tend-

ed to produce these friendships are many and diverse,

but from them all two reasons seem to stand forth

preeminent. In the first place, the pupils have been

enabled by means of various functions to which both

teachers and pupils were invited, to come in con-

tact with their instructors in a social way. From in-

quiry we have discovered that this has been one

means of drawing the pupils and teachers closer to-

gether, because each recognized and admired in the

other traits, with which they had hitherto been un-

acquainted. The teachers discovered that their pu-

pils were the possessors of qualities other than those

of forgetting their lessons and creating disorder,

while in turn, the pupils discovered that the teachers

whom they had looked upon as cold and reserved,

furnished most agreeable and entertaining company.

But by far the most vital factor which has tended to

increase and cement the friendly relations between

teacher and pupil lies in the fact that many of the

teachers have come to take a lively and solicitous in-

terest in the personal lives of those whom they teach.

Though it is most certainly not widely known, nev-

ertheless a large amount of personal work is being

carried on continuously in the High School by the

teachers. Many are the pupils who can gladly testi-

fy to the fact that their lives have been touched and

changed for the better by the kindly interest which

the teachers have taken in their welfare. Herein

lies the most fundamental cause for the increased

friendship and concord between teacher and pupil,

so essential to a successful school, which has taken

place during the past year. Of course only those who

have taken the trouble to get acquainted with their

teachers have really been able to recognize and ap-

preciate to what a large extent their thoughts and

ideals have been shaped by those who instruct them,

but I am sure that each and every one of our lives

has been touched and filled by the friendly atmos-

phere which our teachers have sought to create, and

I am also sure that in the years to come when the

times when our thoughts wander back to old D.H.S.,

are few and far between, that we will then, if we

have not already done so, realize and be most sin-

cerely thankful for the kind Providence and the

wise school board which enabled us to enjoy such

noble and unselfish teachers.

Then a word must be said in regard to the unsel-

fish manner in which the teachers have sacrificed

themselves and their time that the undertakings of

the school might be successful. Only those directly

concerned can rightly conceive what an enormous

task confronts the teachers who prepare and stage

our Senior plays, yet every year this has been done

and done in such a manner that it has reflected

glory not only on the class, but on the entire school.

Few people can comprehend what seemingly insur-

mountable obstacles lie in the paths of those who

would successfully publish a school paper. Yet ev-

ery year the teachers have by constant effort enabled

the board to publish a paper of such excellence that

it has brought no small honor to the school. Such

is the case with every branch of High School activi-

ties, with all branches of athletics, in the prepara-

tion for our interscholastic debates; in fact wherev-

er unselfish and exacting labor was necessary to

push a project through to a successful end, our teach-

ers have proved themselves willing and ready. And

so in view of the help, both mental and moral, which

our teachers have given us, in view of the friendship

and love which their kindly interest in us and in

our affairs has engendered in our hearts, and in view

of the noble unselfish sacrifices which have con-

stantly been made in order that our undertakings

might be successful, we feel that it would be alto-

gether fitting and proper were we to endeavor, as

best we may, to express the deep gratitude and ap-

preciation which we feel for all they have done for

us. We are sure that we are expressing the senti-

ment of the entire school and we sincerely trust

that these words may be construed as a testimonial

of our deepest regard by those for whom they are

intended. DANA LATHAM, '16.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 21)

[page 21]

[corresponds to page 19 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 19

SUCH IS LIFE

FIRST PRIZE STORY

By Robert Eichhorn

IT was the week before the Senior Play.

Through the rooms of the Seniors at X High

School there was an air of subtle excitement

and intense feeling, not a little mixed with an

air of condescension toward the lower classes, for

were not they, the Seniors, going to present a real

play, the like of which had never been seen before?

But more than excitement pervaded the atmos-

phere. To the lazy ones, there was a sense of work,

of something to be done, that was very displeasing.

The instructor herself was a model of industry and

labor. She was in complete charge of her affairs; cos-

tumes and scenery, lines and dramatic action, all

were under her care.

The school day at X began with a half hour study

period for all classes, but just now classes were

fartheset from the minds of the Seniors, and this time

was usually spent in talking over the play, the lines,

and other interesting things. On this particular

morning a group of boys had gathered together in

one corner of the room.

The boys comprising this group were of varied

sizes and ages. Probably the most prominent figure

was that of George Noble, commonly known as Nob-

bie. He had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and was

rather tall and slender. One generally did not care

for "Nobbie" until one got to know him well. His

one fault was that he loved to talk. He would talk

on all possible occasions, but the one nice thing

about him was that he always knew what he was

talking about. He was by far the best educated fel-

low in the High School, and better read indeed than

most of the teachers. His one real, close friend and

to whom he confided everything was Tom Markheim,

a young fellow who was short and fair. Tom was a

rather prominent fellow in his class, and also car-

ried the lead in the Senior Play. Then there were

Lawrence and James Sulter, brothers, who were both

tall, although Larry was fair, and Jim had very dark

pompadour hair. Other fellows were grouped about

these, and added a few words now and then to the

general conversation.

"Got your lines learned yet?" asked Larry of young

Markheim, who seemed to be studying a copy of the

play.

"Golly, Ned! No!" answered Tom.

"How many did you have?"

"About seven hundred."

"Phew! Will you ever get through?"

"Don't know. Hope so."

"We'll learn them for you, Tom. Give us a chance,"

called young "Bill" Edwards from the crowd.

"Aw, go succotash! I want to study these," was

Tom's retort, and then the center of attention

shifted, leaving "Nobbie" and Tom in comparative

privacy.

"Had a date last night," said Nobbie in a low voice.

"Did? Have a good time?" Not waiting for an an-

swer and seeming to think of his own task of more mo-

ment, he added, "Gee, I'm getting tired of this con-

tinual line-learning business and these rehearsals.

Seems as if I will never get through," and he shut the

book with a snap.

"Sure, had a fine time," replied "Nobbie" to the

first part of Tom's remark. "She's some more girl.

I wouldn't lose her for anything. Traded class pins

with her, too."

"You did! Why, I had no idea it was as bad as

that. But shucks! I traded mine three months ago.

Might as well. I suppose they would get them some-

time anyway."

"Say, Tom, I want to talk to you about something.

Have you your date for the banquet we are going

to have after the play yet? Well, I am in a dickens

of a fix. I suppose you know what most of the fel-

lows think of me. They think I am dippy, after that

fool stunt I pulled in class yesterday."

"Why, I never heard anybody say that," said Tom

seriously. "You must just be feeling pessimistic to-

day."

"No, I am not. I know what I am talking about.

You see what a hole it puts Grace in. She does not

want to go with a fellow about whom everyone is

talking. I've tried to analyze the whole trouble, but

I can't see where I can remedy the affair. I can't

cut her now, because--O, well heck!"

"Of course everyone knows that you have a case on

Grace George, Nobs, and from appearances it's

mutual, too. It would hurt her as much as it would

hurt you, I think. Nobs, you are foolish to let a lit-

tle talk like that bother you. Of course, there are

back-biters of all kinds and you know they will talk,

no matter what you do. Let 'em talk. They will

never hurt anybody but themselves. Don't pay any

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attention. They will soon get tired of hearing them-

selves."

He nodded, with a distinct change of manner.

Then he looked closely at Tom and said, "But how

are you and your friend coming along? I haven't

seen you with her for a logn time."

Tom smiled.

"Gee, the only time I see her is when I take

her home from rehearsals. But there goes the bell.

Give her this note next period, will you?" and he

drew a note from his pocket.

"Sure," said George, then they separated to go to

class.

They saw no more of each other then, until the

study period two hours later. "Nobbie" sat just in

front of Tom in the study room.

Tom punched "Nobs" in the back.

"Did you give Eleanor that note?" he whispered.

"I surely did. But, Tom, what shall I do? Shall

I get a date with Grace, or not."

"Aw, sure, go ahead."

"Well, here goes." With that, George hastily tore

a page from his note-book, scribbling something on it,

and then, after hurriedly folding it, tossed it up the

aisle to the side of the seat in which Grace sat. Grace

heard the thing drop, turned, saw it and picked it up,

read it and then turned slowly and smiling and wink-

ed her left eye.

"I've got it," whispered George, and it sounded al-

most as a sigh of relief to Tom. Then they went to

studying.

At 3:15 school was out and all of the Seniors hur-

ried down to the Opera House, for the time was get-

ting short and all of it was needed for rehearsal.

"Is everyone here?" cried out Miss Pallar, the in-

structor. "If so, we will begin at once. Start right

at the beginning. We will go through the whole

play this evening. The time is getting short. And

that reminds me. The dress rehearsal will be on

next Wednesday evening. I want to see all of you

here at six-thirty. You know the play will take place

on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday evenings. Come

on now, Act I Sc. I. Everybody quiet. James

Sulter, where is that flask I told you to get?"

"Search me," replied Jim.

"Go and get it at once. We must have all of our

property at hand." * * *"Now, are we ready?"

She left the stage, walked down the center aisle

and took a seat. A few rows behind her sat Grace

and George. Neither were due on the stage at that

time. For awhile neither spoke. Then:

"The play surely is fine, isn't it?" said George.

"Some people might say this is a play too hard for

High School students but they seem to be getting

away with it."

"Doesn't Eleanor look pretty?" asked Grace. "She

has such beautiful dimples and such hair. I never

could make mine look as nice as hers if I tried a

thousand times."

"Oh yes, she's pretty," spoke George and then he

added loyally, "But she's not half so pretty as you

are and besides, I think you've got the prettiest hair

in High School."

More silence, then George began again.

"How long ago has it been since I met you, Grace?"

"Oh, it was two years ago. Don't you think that

is an awfully pretty dress of Laura Woodburn's?"

And thus the two sat as if spell bound, each busy

with his own thoughts. The play which they had

thought to watch was farthest from their minds.

And almost unconsciously, in the semi-darkness of

the back part of the Opera House they moved closer

to each other.

"That's fine." The voice of Miss Pallar sounded

shrilly in on their reverie. "Now go right on with

act two."

"Come on Bill, you're in this act," sang out Tom

to William Edwards. "Watch your cue."

Then the act started. Presently William, watch-

ing his cue, entered. He said his lines and walked

over to a bit of scenery on which Laura Woodburn

sat. Not being able to withstand the temptation he

sat down and started to talk to Laura.

In the meantime Tom completed a very dramatic

speech. When he got through an awkward pause

ensued.

"Aw, come on, Bill, say your lines," Tom called to

Bill.

Bill hurriedly jumped up, looked around and said

his lines. Then he went back and sat with Laura

again. Again his turn came and he was busy.

"William," called out Miss Pallar, "if you can't re-

main in the scene you may get out of it. I'm sure

there is some other time when you can talk to Lau-

ra."

The sting of the words fell short of its desired

effect. Wounded personal dignity, hot angry rebel-

lion glowed in the hearts of the sufferers. But how

could the unimaginative woman, thinking of these

young hearts as puppets, to be moved here and there

into effective scenes realize the strength of the call

of romance.

"Gracious, I'd hate to be bawled out that way. But

he's foolish, don't you think. He doesn't care who

knows what he thinks of Laura Woodburn. I

shouldn't think he would show off so much. Has he

no control over himself?" Thus spoke the naive

George.

The play was a great success. Everybody said so

and judging from the three packed houses it receiv-

ed, everybody meant it. The papers were very flat-

tering in their commendations. The Seniors had all

taken their parts well and carried out as difficult a

play as had ever been attempted by any class.

But the person who probably enjoyed it most was

George Noble. In the language of the rest of the

class, George had a case and he had a bad one. And

not the least of it was that he didn't care who knew

it. He took Grace up to his home to play games, he

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took her to the picture show, they went walking to-

gether, they went on picnics and a thousand and one

other things that persons of their ages can think

of.

The reason why George enjoyed the play was the

fact that he had a part and she had a part which

permitted him to "play up" to her in a very agree-

able manner. Altogether, it was very amusing to

the rest of the Seniors, to see that Nobs took it so

seriously. He would talk about her to any one who

gave half a chance, and his friend Tom was fairly

running over with the praises of the "little lady."

But, of course, these did not affect Tom, because he

was also occupied.

A banquet, Saturday night after the final perform-

ance, ended teh whole work of three months. The

Seniors had looked forward to the play for many

weeks, had worked for it and had sacrificed for it,

but now it was over.

During the entire feast, Nobs was very preoccu-

pied. In fact, he talked so little (commonly he was

the biggest talker in the group) that Grace had to

threaten that she wouldn't let him take her home if

he didn't wake up. He awoke partly.

He awoke fully only when the party broke up and

they started for home. Grace lived nearly one-half

mile from the restaurant, for which George was tru-

ly thankful. George had formed a conspiracy with

his thoughts. In fact George had reached a point

in his affair with Grace where he no longer had or

cared that he had not the mastery over himself.

Truthfully he did not even think, he only felt.

"Have you enjoyed yourself?" he asked Grace.

"Yes, tremendously," she replied.

"Aren't you sorry it is all over now? Just think,

here we have been working for three months and now

to have it all done. I don't believe I ever enjoyed

myself so much in my whole life."

"Neither did I," she said. "Here we've been look-

ing forward all this time and I thought I was going

to be terribly scared, but I wasn't really, were you?"

"Not a bit."

His answer sounded strange. Surely this was not

the talkative George who had begun the conversa-

tion only a moment ago so brilliantly. Something

must be wrong. Grace tried a new line.

"I'll bet Tom was scared. He usually is for that

kind of stuff."

"Oh, I don't think he was so very much."

The shortness of his answer somewhat checked

Grace. She had known George long enough to real-

ize that no attempt of any kind would restore him to

volubility when he was in a mood. And she also

knew that he never got into a mood except when he

was deeply moved. Then it suddenly dawned upon

her. Now she knew why he had been so tender and

so serious in his actions with her in the play, and

also, incidentally, the cause of his peculiar silence.

She wondered why she had not felt it before, why

she had not analyzed her feeling more clearly, which

she had experienced in the last few weeks. Her in-

tuition had told her that George was contemplating

something out of the ordinary, and now her common

sense told her what she might expect. And yet--

"Say, but you looked pretty up there this evening,

Gracie." It was George who spoke.

"Did I?"

And then it dawned upon George that Grace might

be thinking also. He longed to know, and to have

her tell him just what she thought of him. She sure-

ly must know what he thought of her. If he hadn't

told her she could tell it from his manner toward her,

hear it in the beating of his heart. He knew what he

thought of her; if she would only tell him! He press-

ed closer to her. In his meditations, he had not no-

ticed how far they had gone and it nearly drove him

mad to find that they were within a block of Grace's

home. His feelings came near to exploding, then and

there.

"Grace, you're the prettiest girl I know." He fair-

ly burst this out.

This time it was Grace who kept silent.

Then George remembered that "silence gives con-

sent" and gathered courage. Slowly but surely his

arm was raised until it was about her waist. He

hardly dared breathe. Grace glanced over her shoul-

der but said nothing. So George left it there.

They had reached the sidewalk in front of her

house. Then when they turned to face each other

and to say good-night, he let his arm drop. They

talked on various and desultory topics but between

each of these they remained silent. Finally Grace

said she must go in, and held out her hand to say

good-night.

Her hand touched his. It was like the touch of

magic. In a moment all of his reserve had broken

down; all his reason fled. His blood ran riot. He

leaned over and kissed Grace on the cheek, and then

turned and fairly ran down the street. He cared not

where he went, only he must go. Nothing he had

ever felt gave him the joy and happiness which he

now experienced. His biggest dream had come true,

true, true. How he ever got home he never knew.

All his thoughts were centered on one person, Grace.

As for Grace, she also turned and fled swiftly to

the house. What would mamma say! But then, why

should she tell? No, she wouldn't. And what was

that half dreamy, very happy feeling which she had?

She crept softly up-stairs. Yet, might not the beat-

ing of her heart awaken her mother? Her first kiss!

* * * * *

Alas for the fickleness of time! Eight years later

this announcement in X's local papers:

"We were very pleased to hear of the marriage of

the Rev Mr. Noble, formerly of this town, but now

residing in Y, to Miss Mary Ann Jones, daughter of

F. W. Jones, the rubber magnate, also of Y."

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 24)

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22 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

A MATHEMATICAL ROMANCE

SECOND PRIZE STORY

By Florence Follwell

X and Y are the names of my hero and heroine

from the Land of Algebra.

They both lived in the same small expres-

sion, surrounded by high radical mountains

and rivers of equal signs.

X was a sturdy young boy whose parents were

dead and who lived with his younger brother and

sister, Factor and Check, in a small hut whose dimen-

sions were only two by four, twice squared. But the

small girl named Y lived with her parents, XY, and

elder brother, Z, in a large mansion whose size was

eleven by nine, cubed, and this mansion had a chim-

ney which, strange to say, was named by the younger

members of the family, XY, exponent 2n.

Now these two young people, X and Y, grew up as

children generally do and met in a very curious way.

X3 had been drinking a little too much and as he was

going back home he met the young girl, Y, and struck

her over the shoulders which deed a certain old maid,

Miss Surd, saw from a distance and thought that

poor Y would fall to several fractional pieces; and

indeed Y did feel so for her head and shoulders seem-

ed to her in a hundred pieces and the pains running

down her spinal column she thought were surely

going to divide her in two. Now a short distance

away young X was riding along in a vehicle invented

by himself and called by him "The Determinate."

The sight of seeing any girl maligned made him so

very angry that he stopped his machine and, jump-

ing out, ran and gave such a thrashing to Mr. X3

that to a rationalized factor passing by it seemed as

if X would take the cube of Mr. X3 which would have

probably been a painful operation for him.

After this strange encounter, X and Y became very

good friends till at last this friendship grew into

something which meant a great deal more to them.

Finally one day the announcement of the engagement

of Y, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. XY, to X was sent out

to some of their most intimate friends, Mr. and Mrs.

VXY, the Misses Radical, Rules, Simplify, Index,

and Radicand, Mr. and Mrs. Z, and a few others.

The home was beautifully decorated with real, ra-

tional, and irrational numbers and conjugate radi-

cals. The bride's cake was a wonderful mixture of

monomial factors and fractional exponents, zero,

negative exponents, and similar terms. Her gown

was made entirely of trinomials, which were per-

fect squares. X and Y were married by the Rev. Mr.

Addition of Factors and these three were soon join-

ed by the ring-bearer, the pretty Miss Typical Solu-

tion, which beautifully completed the square. After

the ceremony, the ring bearer held the bride's bou-

quet of detached coefficients and simple integers.

The bride and groom attempted to slip out quietly

from behind three elemental columns but were not

able to escape the shower of odd roots of positive

numbers, variables, and equivalent equations thrown

by the wedding guests. The two, after some time,

reached the only railroad station in the place which

boasted of an indeterminate system with two un-

knowns as ticket agents. The couple went as far as

Factoring when they had to change cars; and, while

waiting, X, thoughtful as many bridegrooms at first

are, bought Y a polynomial sandwitch with a com-

mon monomial factor as a little extra treat. After

waiting some time for their train to come X finally

went to find out when it was due and brought back

the disheartening news to Y that their train was

due in a few minutes but that before they could

reach it they would be compelled to pass through

the Parenthesis, a most peculiar structure. But,

after answering satisfactorily the several questions

asked them by a man who possessed the name of

Mr. Square Root, the keeper of their gate, much to

their surprise and pleasure, alllowed them to pass

through. They caught their train and reached the

Brackets, a small junction on the banks of a river

by the same name where they had to get off the cars,

and, most unwillingly, had to walk several linear

miles up the river to go around an arm of the river

caused by floods; for at that time the river was

extremely high and had carried away the bridges.

This was all very tiresome to the ambitious young

couple who wanted to get entirely away from the

vicinity of their expression in which they had lived

for so many positive years. But, after crossing the

swamps of equivalent systems, and the bridge of

special devices constructed according to the Law of

Involution by an Order of Fundamental Operations,

and going along the road of joint variation, they at

last, after many thrilling experiences, arrived in

the Land of Higher Mathematics where in the house

which they and their children after them called "The

Mansion of Algebra" they lived happily ever after.

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DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 23

The Angel of the Lord

First Prize Poem, by Aura Smith

War. Its blazing summons rang

From every headline, every page,

Each one its note of triumph sang,

And little bloodshed or outrage.

The martial call was sounded out,

The cry, "To Arms," was bravely given,

It seemed there wasn't any doubt

To die for native land was heaven.

Stirred by such thought, I sat and mused:--

"How inspiring, how nobly grand,

With how great fervor interfused

It was to serve one's Fatherland."

I laid the evening paper down

And from my eyes shut out the light;

And almost wishing, with a monarch's crown,

Participation in the fight.

When once again my eyes I raised,

A stranger stood within the room,

With flashing eyes that ever blazed

And menaced as of coming doom.

I sprang with trembling to my feet,

I scarce knew why I was so stirred;

His deep voice rang, "Resume your seat,

And listen." But I hardly heard.

"Your name?" I asked, "And from what land

Do you come here, and seek out me?"

"I, Gabriel, am, from God's right hand,

Sent to proclaim man's destiny."

"Destiny. What is that to me?"

I asked again before I thought.

"And did you come but me to see?

Am I alone what you have sought?"

"Where'er men dream of war," he said,

"In splendor, power, strength, or fame,

I come," and here he bowed his head,

"I come, in the Redeemer's name.

"I come to speak of men on earth

And dieties in heaven above,

Of men who desolate the hearth

Before a God whose name is Love.

"War! Oh it has well been named,

'A hell upon this earth below,'

For all its glory that is claimed

It but, indeed, a passing show.

"Murder, where is your glory there?

In terror, horror, or remorse?

The million men you cannot spare

Make it a million-fold the worse.

"Ah, in your blindness, this you call

The glroy of a soldier's life;

But God who judges over all

Will not forever spare this strife

"Of Holy Writ, this is a part,

'Above all others, honor Me,'

And first in every human heart

The Lord of Hosts must ever be.

"And when blind man, in folly brings

Unto the War-God self and kin,

Before the Almighty, King of Kings,

Such sacrifice is ever sin.

"I say to you, this old world wide,

Under God's heaven, and his stars,

Forgets Jehovah, and in pride

Is following after bloody Mars.

"Return while it is called today,

Let wars no more your guilt increase;

Seek God's own chosen ordered way

In love and universal peace.

"Then will come Truth, and Hope and Life,

And Love which He himself began,

And intercourse devoid of strife,

The world-wide brotherhood of man."

He vanished. Long in thought I sat,

And pondered much on what he said,

Wondering if indeed 'twas that

Which makes Him ever bow His head.

But dark as this cloud seemed to me,

Its silver lining soon shone forth,

God is still God in Majesty,

Nor is truth vanished from the earth.

His power, itself will manifest;

His Love and Truth will then be known,

And Earth shall then bring forth her best

With Christ in Peace upon the throne.

AURA SMITH, JR., '15.

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APRIL.

Second Prize Poem

The sun shines bright with gladness at the morning;

The red bird whistles to his mate;

The blue jay chirps a sprightly warning

To the chattering squirrel, as if to rate

His bold audacity in throwing nuts.

The olive grass blades lift their heads

And drink the health in deep, pure draughts,

Of future velvet violet beds.

While dandelions lift their fringed heads

In slender grace to deck the dreary fields

And vie with laughing buttercups

Whose golden hearts bright sunshine seems to

yield.

And little brownie chipmunks filled with mirth,

For favor in the sight of Pan,

Do scamper lightly o'er the woodland paths to meet

The merry god, and greenwood Titan.

MILDRED WELCH, '17.

LIFE.

Day by day is it a strife?

Difficulties coming along in life,

Worry, struggle, and toil,

As numerous as the seed in soil?

What is life that it should be

Lonely and murmuring as

A solitary, living tree,

Left on a desert far from the sea?

Listening to the golden harp strings of beauty,

Man is ready to do his duty,

Day by day it is not a strife;

Difficulties are only the pleasures of life.

NETTIE WILSON, '17.

SPRING-TIDE.

When the gentle rain is falling

On every flower and leaf and blade;

Bringing back the crystal freshness

Of its last bright summer's shade;

When the sun breaks through the rain clouds,

Where its dancing beams were bound;

Then the world's in all its beauty,

With its fragrance and its sound.

When the buds of flowers are opening

And the leaves unfolding green,

Every sprig of foliage bursts forth

In a perfect woodland scene;

When dark clouds become the brighter,

Full of mild and balmy air,

Then the world's in all its beauty,

Clothed in Nature's garments rare. --D. E. S.

ON THE FARM.

O'er the hill the farm-boy goes,

Close to where the streamlet flows,

Farther, farther, o'er the hill,

Faintly calling, calling still--

"Come boss! come boss! come! come!"

To his home the robin goes,

To the woods do fly the crows,

Still come the echoes far away,

While he hunts the cows astray--

"Come boss! come boss! come! come!"

Now the cows are crowding through the gate,

Softly lowing, small and great;

While the milk-maid takes her pail,

Still resounds this plaintive wail--

"Come boss! come boss! come! come!"

All within is deep in sleep,

Angel guards their vigils keep,

Without the crickets' ceaseless song

Makes music all night long;

While still into his sleep he goes,

Calling softly, calling softly--

"Come boss! come boss! come! come!"

HELEN EVANS, '17.

TO THE ROBIN.

Listen to the robin sing,

His throat near bursts with joy!

The harbinger of coming spring,

His message to the waiting world,

Proclaims with fresh delight

And freedom sings. His cheery note

Is heard throughout the land from morn till night;

It cheers the plodding laborer

Returning from his work at night;

He lifts his head from off his breast,

To seek the red-breast out of sight

Up in the branches hid; his song,

Like drops of honey from the eening sky

Falls, and floats on sacred wings

To bless the passer-by. MILDRED WELCH, '17.

LA CHANSON DE MAI

Le mois de Mai est arrive,

Et les fleurs et les oiseaux,

Nos coeurs sout galants et legers

Des pensees de ce mois si beau.

Les alouttes en aile chantent

Car tout le monde est gai.

Il n'y aura de tristesse,

A gater un gloirieux Mai.

Les abeilles dans les fleurs

Y buant le miel

Tant gue le soleil,

Brille clairment au ciel.

KATHERINE L. McCABE.

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Freshman Flower Fables

THE BLUE-BELL.

First Prize Story

Once upon a time, many years ago, there lived on

the shores of Lake Michigan, a young maiden, the

daughter of a light-house keeper. She had pink

cheeks, a clear complexion, and her sunny smile was

loved by all; but the thing which no one ever forgot,

was her beautiful deep blue eyes which seemed to

contain a world of wonder in them. Virginia had

many admirers, but the one she liked best was Paul.

One day while looking for pink, wild orchids in a

swampy hemlock forest, lying a mile inland, she lost

her way and was found by Paul who was exploring

that part of the country. As soon as he saw her he

was delighted by her beauty and charm and shortly

afterward the two were betrothed. But the old light-

house keeper so doted on his daughter, who was his

only child, that he wanted to keep her all to himself.

The young folks, however, had a plan of their own

and they knew they would never be happy apart. So

Paul planned to bring the priest from Mackinac Is-

land to marry them, in spite of the objection of Vir-

ginia's father.

One day an Indian came to Virginia with a mes-

sage from Paul that he and the priest would arrive

by boat the next day, and begged that she be on the

lookout for them. That night a dense fog settled

down upon land and water, and all through the long

hours till morning the fog bell rang its warning to

passing ships, for there were many dangerous reefs

in these waters. And as Virginia tolled the two-min-

ute bell she struck it longer and louder than usual,

fearful lest Paul's boat coming into the harbor in

early morning might lose its way and be wrecked.

But it was of no avail, for when the fog lifted, lying

upon a reef some distance out, could be seen the out-

line of her lover's boat. Virginia never survived the

shock, for when her lover's body was washed ashore

she fell beside it on the sands and died. The heart-

broken father buried her at the edge of the forest,

and from her grave there sprang exquisite blue-

bells, the color of her eyes, recalling always to her

friends the patient tolling of the light-house bell,

through the long, anxious night. And now, wherev-

er you go in Northern Michigan the blue-bells fill the

meadows, and are the queen of the wild flowers of

the region. -MARY DUVALL, '18.

WHY THE BLUE-BELL HAS SUCH TINY FLOWERS

Second Prize Story

Once upon a time a violet and a blue-bell grew

side by side in a great forest. The blue-bell was

very much larger and more beautiful than she is

now and very proud and haughty. She scarcely no-

ticed the sweet, modest violet that grew in the sha-

dow of her leaves, for that violet was even shyer

than most of her sisters and loved nothing better

than to watch the gay, fashionable blue-bell nod and

smile and beckon to her many lovers.

But one day the violet noticed that the blue-bell

was taking unusual pains with her toilet and heard

her proudly whisper to another blue-bell that a cer-

tain prince of flowers who was noted for his beauty,

kindness, and wisdom, was coming to call on her

that very afternoon. The violet was pleased that

the blue-bell was to be so honored, even if the blue-

bell had paid no attention to her except to make fun

of her shy, retiring habits. So, dreaming of the mar-

riage of the blue-bell and the great prince she fell

asleep.

When she awakened she heard a great deal of

laughing and talking by her side and ventured to

take a peep at the prince. But to her great dismay,

she saw the prince looking at her kindly. She shy-

ly turned her head, but the prince sat down by her

side and talked to her a long time, and completely

ignored the blue-bell. When he left, the blue-bell

was so angry because he had ignored her that she

cried all night long and so did not look as beautiful

as she really was when the prince came the next day.

So he, suspecting already something of her haughty

and disagreeable character, wooed and won the vio-

let and they were happy ever after.

But the blue-bell hated the violet so much that

the hate in her heart shriveled up her big, beautiful

blue-bells into tiny, little flowers, and to this day

the blue-bells are tiny, though still beautiful.

ANNA HALLIDAY, '18.

THE ORIGIN OF THE BUTTERCUP.

Once, many years ago there lived a little white

flower. It lived by a pond around which grew many

other flowers that had all the colors of the rain-

bow. This flower was very sad because it didn't

have any pretty colors and grew cross and disagree-

able and hung its head. One day it looked down and

saw a little flower that it had never noticed before

and this little flower said, "My, what a beautiful

white dress you have on. I wish I had one like that.

I get so tired of my red one." After the little white

flower heard this it thought, "Maybe my dress isn't

so bad after all. Anyway, I won't mope any more

and maybe if I'm ever so good I'll have a new dress

some time." So it held up its head once more to the

sun and grew merry again. After awhile the flow-

er goddess passed by and she thought, "What a brave

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little flower that is. I'll give it some reward for be-

ing so brave. And this one morning the flower leaned

over to see itself in the pond and lo! it had a beau-

tiful yellow dress but most beautiful of all was its

deep golden heart. And ever after it has been call-

ed the "buttercup."

BLANCHE HERN, '18

THE RAINBOW.

About 800 B.C., there was a certain kind of flower

which grew profusely in Greece. The flowers were

of all different colors; some were red, some yellow,

blue, and many other colors. These flowers were

really very pretty and to see mile upon mile of these

was a very beautiful sight. But they spread so quick-

ly that soon the whole land was covered with them,

and the people had no place in which to grow food.

They thought and thought but none of them could

think of any way in which to get rid of the flower.

Finally, when the people were on the verge of fam-

ine, a very wise man named Tytulas thought of a

plan to rid the land of this pest. He went to see

Aeolus, the god of winds. Aeolus agreed to send a

terrific wind storm over the land.

The next day Aeolus opened the doors of his cave

in which he kept the winds, and sent a mighty west-

wind, and along with it, rain. These flowers had a

very frail root, and so were very easily pulled up.

The storm lasted for an hour. When the storm was

over and it had ceased raining, not a flower was seen

on the ground. The wind had taken them all up by

the roots and blown them up into the eastern sky

and formed a huge arch of them; and that is the

same rainbow which we see today after many storms.

CHARLES J. ROSEBROOK, '18.

WHY THE LILY'S HEAD IS DROOPING.

Long ago there lived a nymph who was very beau-

tiful. She was slender and graceul, with golden

hair and a voice like that of a siren. But unfortun-

ately, she was very proud, and even disdainful of

the gods. She dwelt in a wood near a lake, and did

not come out where men could see her. In the even-

ing she would sit by the lake and gaze as if fascin-

ated with the reflection of her image by the moon on

the water. She would sit thus and croon wonder-

fully sweet songs till the moon sank behind the

trees.

She grew more proud and thought that none could

be so fair as she. The gods thought that something

should be done to destroy her self-love, and make

her realize that other things were also beautiful.

They held a consultation and decided to take her

wonderful gift of song from her. This was done and

for awhile she seemed to think less of herself since

one of her great beauties was gone. But soon she

only seemed to think the more of the one charm left

her, a fair face. She would sit again by the lake, in

the moonlight and in the day-time by some clear

spring or fountain, and look at her image.

The gods again held a consultation and decided to

make beautiful flowers grow on her isle in contrast

to her. She took these and twined them in her hair,

which only increased her loveliness. The gods then

looked for another fair creature to send to live on

her isle, that she might know that others were fair

of face and form. But when they tried to find some

one, they found that there were really no earthly

ones more fair than she.

This time they decided to change her into a flow-

er, so that she no longer could be so vain of her

beauty. She was changed into a tall white lily. She

is still beautiful, but her pride is humbled. Her

golden hair may be seen as the lily pollen, and she

is still tall and graceful. But her head is drooping

and she is seldom found near the water, so that she

cannot even see what was once almost the fairest

face of the earth's children.

HELEN EAVEY, '18.

Second Year Stories

WAMBA JOINS ROBIN HOOD'S BAND.

First Prize Story

"Anne Marie, love, up is the sun,

Anne Marie, love, morn is begun.

Mists are dispersing--"

"How now, why dost thou sing so gay a song so

mournfully?"

"Mournfully? But why be gay when all the gayety

has been taken out of your life," answered Wamba.

"Why, what has happened?" asked Robin Hood.

"My master, Cedric, is dead, Rowena is married,

and I have been given my freedom. But freedom!--

what is freedom when there is no place to go? I

came back to this forest to roam again in those plac-

es where I once helped to save my master."

"Thou speakest well," said Robin Hood. "If the

forest is so dear to you, roam here unmolested by

my band."

"Thou treatest the fool well, long will I remember

thy kindness."

Many days Wamba wandered through the forest,

finding delight and consolation in the old and famili-

ar scenes. He saw very few people, avoiding them as

much as possible; eating whatever berries he

chanced upon, whatever birds and squirrels he

brought down with his bow, and sleeping upon the

ground. Often he would come upon a band of Robin

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Hood's men, singing and dancing under the trees.

Unlike his former self, which was always ready for

merriment, he would sit brooding under a tree near-

by and idly watch them instead of joining in their

merriment.

One night, while sleeping under the trees, Wamba

had a dream in which Cedric seemed to stand before

him and say: "Wamba, once thou wert the merriest

fool in all the land, and now thou art sad, but why?

I am happy! Go, be merry!" Then Wamba awoke,

very light of heart and spirit. The sun was just

peeping above the tree-tops in the east, and Wamba

went gaily on his way singing, "Anne Marie, love, up

is the sun."

He had gone but a short distance when he came

upon Robin Hood asleep on the ground with a pouch

of money at his side. He was about to pass quietly

on when he heard stealthy footsteps. He concealed

himself in the bushes and waited. An evil-looking

man stole up and was about to snatch Robin Hood's

pouch when Wamba interfered. They had a hand-to-

hand scuffle, Wamba at last overcoming the man and

throwing him to the ground.

In the meantime, Robin Hood had awakened and,

seeing the bravery of the fool, said, "Thy deeds,

Wamba, are worthy of reward. Kneel, and I here-

with present thee with the order of Robin Hood's

band. But, look you, now, you must be merry, for

all who join Robin Hood's band must be light-heart-

ed and gay. Come, let's away and have a feast and

dance upon the green."

"Oh! gladly will I join your band and gaily, too,

for my master is happy and I have a mission to

fulfill."

SARA PUMPHREY, '17

HOW A JEWESS SAVED THE LIFE OF WILL

SCARLET.

Second Prize Story

Such outlaws as Robin Hood always travel under

assumed names and in disguise. Robin Hood went

abroad under the name of Locksley, Cleave-the-

Wand, and Diccon, Bend-the-Bow. One time, a raid

by a company of the King's Spears was made on their

meeting place, and the outlaws all took to the woods

except Will Scarlet, one of Robin Hood's favorite

men, who was captured by the knights and given

over to the Sheriff of Nottingham for trial. He, of

course, was accused of deer-stealing and was sen-

tenced to be hung in a fortnight. This news was

brought to Robin Hood by one of his men, who had

been at the trial disguised as a poor peasant.

Little John was ordered by Robin Hood to take

the men and remain outside the town in hiding until

the time of the hanging and then rush out and save

the condemned. He himself woud go to the town of

Nottingham under the name of Diccon Bend-the-Bow,

and try to get words of encouragement to Scarlet.

Accordingly, both parties started, and the "Merry

Men" concealed themselves in the wood north of the

town, and Robin Hood arrived at the gate. While

walking along the street of the town, he was recog-

nized by a former captive, who immediately gave the

alarm to several masters-at-arms, lounging in front

of the inn, who immediately gave chase. The chase

was long and the day was hot, the soldiers were in

complete armor, while the outlaw had light cloth-

ing. The gatemen had been ordered to close the

gates and Robin Hood could not get out of the town.

While running along the side of a wall, he suddenly

drew himself up and lay flat on top of the wall, while

the soldiers thundered past his hiding-place. The

wall was old and crumbly and gave way under his

weight. The wall surrounded a sunken garden and

was about ten feet higher on the indie than on the

outside. Robin Hood had been knocked unconscious by the

fall on the sharp rocks below and it was many hours

before he regained consciousness. When he awoke

he found himself in an elegant room of oriental char-

acter. The windows were high and cushion took

the place of chairs.

"How dost thou feel this fine spring morning, Dic-

con?" asked a young woman, dressed in the costume

of a Jewish maiden. It was Rebecca, the beautiful

daughter of Isaac of York.

"As one who is having a dream," he answered.

"How came I here--where am I--has there been a

hanging--how long have I been here--do you know

who I am? Alas! If you did I should not be here."

"Fear not, brave man, I well know who you are

and you only need to be reminded of the captivity of

Isaac of York in your wood, to know who I am. But

at present, you must be still and, after you have

rested and are feeling better, I will answer your

questions."

Several days passed and Robin Hood, under the

Jewess, Rebecca's, care, slowly but surely began to

recover. Rebecca then answered his questions. She

told him of his accident, and how she had found him,

that he was in the house of Isaac of York in Not-

tingham, that he had been there about ten days, and

that one of his merry men was to be hung in a few

days.

The outlaw was allowed to sit up the day of the

hanging and watch from the window. Shortly after

noon, Will Scarlett was led upon the temporary scaf-

fold, erected in the center of the square, less than a

bow-shot from the Jew's house.

Calling to a servant, Robin Hood said, "Bring me

my bugle, my bow, and an arrow, and tell thy kind

mistress to come to this window." When these

things had been brought to him, he asked Rebecca

to open the window. As she did this, he saw Isaac

coming out of a hidden door in the high wall with

a large bag of gold in each hand. The Jew's hiding-

place was thus revealed to the most notorious outlaw

in England.

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Taking the bugle, he winded two long blasts, which

was a standing signal in his band for a captive mem-

ber to raise his hands, and for the other members of

the band to rush up to the place of execution.

Will Scarlett, with hands upraised, waited, and

suddenly the whistle of an arrow was heard, and his

hands fell apart, the bonds having been cut by the

speeding shaft. Then a multitude of arrows fell

around the seat-of-honor, which had been erected for

the sheriff, while that tyrant, with a few startling

words, informed the crowd of people assembled

around the scaffold that the arrows were Robin

Hood's. That was enough! The crowd dispersed,

running in all directions.

Will Scarlett, Robin Hood's lieutenant, was saved

by a Jewess. For it was Robin Hood who shot the

arrow and severed the bonds of Scarlett, and he

would not have been able to have done that, had it

not been for the care and nursing he had received

fromt he Jewess, Rebecca. Out of gratitude for her

care, Robin Hood always guarded the secret of the

hiding-place of her father's treasure.

ROBERT RIDDLE, '17.

HOW ROBIN HOOD'S BAND RECEIVED A NEW

MEMBER.

When Allan-a-Dale, Little John, and the Miller

were hurrying to the trysting tree, they were plan-

ning to get money to celebrate Allan-a-Dale's mar-

riage to a girl called Marian.

"We need money to celebrate Allan-a-Dale's last

days of freedom," said Little John, "he will never

have his own way after his marriage. Has someone

a plan?"

"These priors and churchmen are always rich. Is

there one within a day's walk?" asked the Miller.

"There is a Clerk near here who steals more deer

than five of such men as we are, and who, when hear-

ing the confession of a rich sinner, takes care to find

out how much he is worth. Let us ask the Clerk,"

said Allan-a-Dale.

"What, the Clerk of Coxmornhurst? He is a seem-

ingly holy man one day and the rest of the time a

scoundrel who spends in singing, jousting and deer-

stealing the time in which a Clerk should be pray-

ing. But let us ask him. It is said that when drink-

ing he will tell us all he knows."

When they came in sight of the hut, the Clerk be-

gan shouting his prayers and holy songs.

"What do you want of a poor and holy Clerk of St.

Dunstan's? Shall I pray for you, men?" asked the

Clerk of Copmanhurst.

The Clerk was dressed in his plainest black Friar's

gown, with a cap and tassels. On his feet were san-

dals, bound on by leather strings. He had drawn

down his face to look pious, but merely looked ridic-

ulous and foolish. His dress was a great contrast to

those of the outlaws, who were dressed in green and

carried bows and arrows.

"Let me join your merry band," said the Clerk,

"and I will help you in many ways. I can tell you

of all the rich men near here, and can help you to

get money from them. I cannot be always the priest

and never the hunter, so let me join you, and I will

sesrve you in return for your protection of me. There

is even now a keeper of this forest who is searching

for me, as if a holy Friar would steal deer!"

"That is a good offer. Come with us to Robin Hood

and say this to him. Hurry, let us start now, for we

are late," said Little John.

When they came to the trysting tree where

Robin Hood, Will Scarlet, and some others were as-

sembled, Allan-a-Dale told what the Clerk had said.

"You may join us, but you must keep our laws.,"

said Robin Hood. "We have laws of our own and

none dare disobey them. Do you promise to obey?"

"I promise anything you ask of me."

"Very well, in five days we shall have a meeting

of all the band, and you shall become a member.

But you must prove yourself worthy before."

"Then come! The rich Jew of York will pass the

swamp south of here on his way home from the

markets, as he told me yesterday. He is sure to have

the money you need, about which Allan-a-Dale was

telling me. Some one shall give me a hunter's suit

and I shall be off with the first of you," said the

Friar, as they prepared to leave the spot.

KATHERINE DALTON, '17.

IN WHICH A NEW MEMBER IS ADDED TO THE

GOODLY BAND OF BOLD ROBIN HOOD.

Under the wide-spreading branches of an aged

oak tree, lounged a merry group of outlaws. They

were laughing and jesting and partaking with great

zeal of a sumptuous repast consisting mostly of ven-

ison and wild duck, topped with ale.

The leader of this carefree band, perhaps best

known as bold Robin Hood, acted as master of cere-

monies and occupied the seat of honor at the foot of

the tree. Turning to the company at large, he ask-

ed between huge mouthfuls of roast duck, "Why tar-

ries our good Friar Tuck?"

"He's saying his rosary is in the seclusion of his

hut, I doubt not," declared Little John.

At this there was a boisterous laugh and several

other suggestions were offered.

"I'm willing to swear by my good bow," cried Rob-

in Hood, "that his liking for venison has overcome

his discretion and he is again enjoying the company

of the game warden."

"Right thou art," cried the jovial Friar himself, ap-

pearing suddenly among them and dragging the un-

happy game warden after him," but whether he is

enjoying my company as much is another question

worthy of consideration. This rascal," he continued,

"has been more zealous in the discharging of his

duty than I deem necessary for my comfort and peace

of mind. But, knowing that this same quality might

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be most commendable if used in behalf of our valiant

band, I have taken the liberty of bringing him for

the inspection of our gallant leader who shall judge

if he be worthy of becoming one of this illustrious

company." So saying the good Friar bowed pro-

foundly and seated himself upon the grass.

Robin Hood rose to his feet, and, after carefully

scrutinizing the prisoner, made answer, "This brave

fellow is not unknown to me and I heartily approve

our good clerk's excellent judgment." So, grasping

the warden's hand, he bade him take the oath of al-

legiance, which the fellow willingly did. After this

a few drops of ale were poured upon his head by

the jolly leader, who shouted, "In the name of St.

George, Merry England and the band of Robin Hood,

I proclaim thee a member of our goodly company."

Then the feast began in earnest. Toasts were

drunk and songs sung, and hilarious laughter echoed

through the glens till nearly sun-rise.

CHARLOTTE MALSBARY, '17.

HOW WILL SCARLET WON A WIFE.

It was a bright day and in the sunlit forest stood

a man dressed in a green hunting-suit. He stood

idle a moment, then, placing a bugle to his lips,

blew three shrill blasts that echoed and re-echoed

through the forest. In less time than it takes to

tell it, he was surrounded by twenty men with bows

and arrows ready for use.

The men were dressed in garments like their lead-

er. They seemed to be disappointed when they saw

his cheery smile and care-free way, for they had ex-

pected him to be ready for battle.

"Put up your bows and arrows, my merry men,"

said the leader of the band quietly, "there is nothing

going to happen just now," but, as he saw a disap-

pointed expression cross their faces, he said, "But

we shall have excitement if things go the way I have

planned they should. You all know it is about time

for Chesterfield, the London merchant, to be going

back to London with his money. I have scouted

around and I find that he will be going through our

forest tonight. When he passes through Crossaguel

thicket we will relieve him of his ill-gotten gold.

I know a place where we can put it to good advan-

tage.

"Allan-a-Dale, you may take Little John and Friar

Tuck and go directly to the thicket and let us know

how things are going by the usual signals. The rest

of us will go and see if we can find Will Scarlet and

then we'll join you later."

In obedience to Robin Hood's command, for such

was the leader's name, the ones he had commanded

left for the thicket. In a short time, he and the rest

of his band were going in another direction. After

walking a few miles Robin Hood suddenly held up

his hand for silence. Looking ahead, they saw a

young hunter dressed in garments like their own,

sitting on a log, with a forlorn expression on his

brown, handsome face. The cause for the forlorn

look on Will Scarlet's face was this: Will had tak-

en a strong liking to a beautiful Saxon maiden, who

had returned unconcealed affection for him. Her

wealthy father's only objection to the handsome

young outlaw was his poverty. He told Will Scarlet

if he would get 1000 pounds in one month he would

give him his daughter's hand in marriage.

"Cheer up, Red," said Robin Hood, going up and

shaking Will Scarlet's shoulder. "If things turn out

the way we have planned they should, you will have

your lassie by the next sun-rise."

He then explained his plan to Scarlet, after which

they separated, each going a different way to meet

at Crossaguel thicket.

The next time we meet Robin Hood and his merry

band is after they have relieved Chesterfield of all

his money. Robin Hood bids all the members of his

band to be seated. He then hands the largest por-

tion of the money to Scarlet saying:

"Here, man, take this money to your lassie's father.

Tell him you have fulfilled his requirement and

now you have come for your prize. The rest of the

money I will save to celebrate your marriage when

you come back to join our merry band."

JESSIE LAZEAR, '17.

WHY MORTALS SLEEP

Long ago when the world was very young and

Phoebus still held her course in the heavens, there

lived a beautiful maiden, Parmes, with her compan-

ion, Pandymien, an old women.

Now Phoebus loved Parmes, but, owing to a decree

which Jove had made, he could not marry her, so

every evening when Phoebus finished his course, the

two lovers would meet at the "sunset gate." The

only thing that trouble Parmes was that she must

not venture past the "fatal hill" to meet her lover.

What could be beyond this shaggy cliff she could

not imagine. Once Pandymien had said it was the

"vale of sleep" but she did not know what sleep was,

so she was no more enlightened than before. It

must be very beautiful, for Parmes could see the

gray and purple shadows flitting about, and smell

the perfume of the flowers.

One day Parmes ventured past the "fatal hill" but

she had no sooner done this than the terrible eye of

Phoebus was turned upon her. His angry, flaming

face seemed to look right through her as he slowly

drew a thunder bolt from his quiver and hurled it at

her, closing her beautiful eyes forever.

But when morning came, Phoebus was sorry and

spoke to the maiden thus, "My Parmes, thou wert a

foolish maiden, but I love thee still. Nevertheless

after this when thy lover approaches the 'sunset gate'

they foolish eyes shall close in slumber."

And we, the descendents of the foolish, but beau-

tiful Parmes, to this day close our eyes in sleep

when Phoebus reaches the sunset gate.

MILDRED WELCH, '17.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 32)

[page 32]

[corresponds to page 30 of DHS Bulletin '15]

30 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

HOW THE TREES GOT THEIR KNOTS.

Long ago the world was all desert except

for one wooded spot, where water was plentiful

and the winds blew softly and happily. In this for-

est dwelt a band of tiny sprites who inhabited the

hearts of the trees. But in the little brooklet which

trickled over the rocks, there lived a band of water-

nympths who hated the wood sprites because they

were so ugly and, as they thought, had the best place

to stay.

All went well until one night, when the gentle

moon sent her trailing rays down upon the peaceful

earth and all the sprites were as happy as could be,

yielding to the rare and enchanting beauty of the

night, they left their homes and played merrily in

the moonlight. But at the end of their revels, when

they thought all safe and were taking a last good-

night dance around their beautiful queen, to the

swaying and whispering of the night-wind among the

trees, which is the only real fairy music, a low men-

acing murmur was heard in the distance, approach-

ing nearer and nearer. Thinking it the dreaded wat-

er-nympths, the sprites scurried to their beds and

were so frightened that they could only curl up and

die. Soon, "Mother Nature," in pity, covered them

with burial robes, thus forming the knots which are

found today in the very choicest of woods.

RUTH McBEE, '17.

HOW THE RABBIT LOST HIS TAIL.

Once upon a time two little rabbits disobeyed

their parents. Little Bunny had as his visitor, Fleet-

foot, a dear little neighbor, and, wanting to have a

good time that day, Bunny decided to run away

from his parents to enjoy a frolic in the woods. Bun-

ny had been cautioned and commanded never to go

near a cave or den in the woods except their own,

but, being a little adventurous that day, they decid-

ed to visit a little cave that they saw nearby on a

pleasant hillside.

When they had reached the top of the hill, in they

went to explore the cave. They had not progressed

far when they heard a sharp hiss, so around they

turned and stood listening. In a moment they heard

a dull smack, so away they ran to the light, but, to

their surprise, they came out smaller than they

went in, for they were tailless. While they were

listening to the noise, a huge snake had crept upon

them and was about ready to make a meal of both

when they started to run. The snake believed that

half a loaf is better than no bread, so off came the

tail as meat for the greedy snake. And from that

day to this the rabbit is tailless.

RALPH W. HUMES. '17.

WHAT DICK FOUND

Master Dick found it, for how could anything less

sharp than a boy's eyes find a thing so small and

cleverly hidden? He was sitting in the orchard at

the foot of an apple tree amusing himself by whit-

tling sticks, and so interested was he, he forgot to

sing or whistle.

After sitting there for quite a while, he noticed

a low humming above his head, and, knowing it for

the sound of a humming bird, looked up just in time

to see the little bird disappear among the leaves.

"I wonder what she is hanging around here for,"

thought he. "The trees are not in bloom yet and

surely she must see me." Deciding to keep quiet in

order to get a good glimpse of her, he pushed back

his hat and sat perfectly still and waited. Presently

she came back, and this time she wavered in mid-

air above him, as if trying to decide whether he were

a boy or only some object that really belonged to

the tree; then she turned toward an over-hanging

branch, and, after a fluttering hesitation, darted in

among the leaves.

It was the work of a moment for she was off again

like a flash, but it was long enough to discover to

the watching boy below a humming-bird's nest, so

small and so cunningly built that at first it looked

like a lichen covered knot or joint of the branch it

rested upon, while a couple of drooping leaves form-

ed an ample canopy above, and almost hid it from

view.

Dick fairly flew into the house to tell his mother

and father of his find.

With the aid of a step-ladder, the family were

able to inspect the wonderful little nest without dis-

turbing it. By actual measurement, the nest was

one inch in diameter and about one inch in height.

It was made of soft white down or fiver, with an

outside covering of greenish-white lichen, gathered

no doubt from the limbs of the adjacent apple trees.

In the nest were two white eggs, so small that they

looked more like two quinine pills than like the eggs

of any member of the feathered tribe.

Dick made daily visits to the orchard and watch-

ed the mother bird sitting on her tiny nest. But one

morning he found her gone from her tiny nest, so,

bringing the step-ladder, he looked into the nest and

took his first look at the newly-hatched humming-

birds.

"They're just like big fuzzy flies!" he exclaimed.

"They are mostly eyes and mouth; their eyes are

not open yet, but their mouths are wide."

Many busy days were spent by Mr. and Mrs. Hum-

ming-bird finding proper food for their ever-hungry

little cannibals. Dick watched and reported their

rapid growth from day to day, thinking that they

would outgrow their nest before they were strong

enough to fly. A three days' rain kept him from the

orchard and when he did go the youngsters had

flown. Although watching for many days he never

again caught a glimpse of the humming-bird family.

--JACK HOWARD, '17.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 33)

[page 33]

[corresponds to page 31 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 31

Two Interesting Themes

FOUR HOURS WITH BENJAMIN FRANKLIN.

One windy day, as I was walking along a street

in Philadelphia, a man's hat came spinning along,

carried by a gust of wind, and an elderly-looking

gentleman was vainly pursuing it.

I stopped the hat and handed it to the gentleman,

who came up then, panting with the run. He asked

my name and then told me to come and dine with

Benjamin Franklin on the morrow.

I was very much surprised to find myself "in with"

such a famous dignitary, and I immediately accept-

ed his kind invitation.

The next thing to do was to decide what to wear,

so that very hour I bought myself a new wig, one of

the finest, also a new ruff, the stiffest white one I

could procure, for I intended to appear well with my

host at dinner the next evening.

The time appointed approacheed slowly enough,

in fact, to be honest and straight-forward, it ap-

proached too slowly.

I was all ready and waiting long before the time

appointed, and my impatience to start was very

poorly concealed.

At last I started and arriving at Franklin's home

was greeted by him very kindly, but he said that he

wished I had not worn my best wig and ruff, be-

cause it made him feel as if I were a formal visitor.

I murmured an apology, and asked him to tell me

of his experiments with electricity and other sub-

jects, which he did in a very entertaining manner,

after which we had dinner.

After dinner we spent a most enjoyable evening,

(at least I did), he doing nearly all of the talking,

while I drank in every word; also he read me some

of his writings, both prose and poetry, all of which

were exceedingly interesting, and he gave me a copy

of one of his poems, which I shall always keep.

It was with the greatest difficulty that I at last

tore myself away to go home, but I left with a hearty

invitation to come again, which I easily promised to

do, but that was my first and last visit to Benjamin

Franklin, because he was soon sent to England to

appeal to Parliament for the repeal of the Stamp

Act, but I shall never forget my "four hours with

Benjamin Franklin."

A FRESHMAN'S IMPRESSION OF HIGH SCHOOL.

It seems to me that the Freshman is the orphan

of High School. He comes in from the country

school and has never met a pupil nor a teacher and

is wholly unacquainted with the work. Yet he is

supposed to understand all the methods and take all

the laughs and jeers of the city boys and girls with

perfect good humor. But I have survived all fo these

trials and if it were not for that tormenting Latin I

might be happy and contented. I must admit that

my teachers have been patient with me and it is with

regret on my part that I have to leave D.H.S. this

year, and go to the Township High School next year.

THE ADVANCE CLUB.

The curiosity of many has been aroused by a no-

tice appearing on the chapel blackboard every Wed-

nesday which reads as follows: "Meeting of the Ad-

vance Club in Room 13 at 3:15 today." To satisfy

this curiosity I shall try to tell briefly what this

club is and how it came to be formed.

At the beginning of the second semester several

boys thought they would like to form a reading club

composed of boys of the Sophomore Class. On Feb-

ruary 17 eleven boys met in Miss Kellogg's room ex-

pressing a desire to form such a club. The boys

were: Dudley Campbell, Lawrence Doland, George

Dutcher, Frank Gooding, Homer Green, Philo Ham-

mond, Everett James, Frederick Reid, Wayne Steph-

ens, Homer Yates and Irvin Gephart. It was decided

to meet every Wednesday.

At the next meeting on February 24 the following

officers were elected: President, Wayne Stephens;

Vice President, Everett James; Secretary, Lawrence

Doland; Treasurer, Homer Green; and Supervisor,

Miss Kellog. It was decided to read "The Temp-

est." Each purchased his own book and we read this

very interesting play aloud, each boy taking a part.

Since that Miss Kellogg has read to us "William the

Conqueror" and "The Brushwood Boy," both by Rud-

yard Kipling, and now she is reading "Westward

Ho!" by Charles Kingsley. Nearly every member

was present at the meetings until we finished "The

Tempest." The half-dozen who still attend enjoy the

stories very much and only wish that they could have

had the privilege of belonging to such a club all the

year.

A MEMBER.

EXCHANGE.

We wish to express our regret for not being able

to have an "Exchange" this year for, on account of

the large cost of "The Bulletin" last year, only five

hundred copies were published, and therefore we

were not able to exchange with other schools. But

this year we are hoping to have enough published

so that we can have an exchange. And we hope

that all those that receive this "Bulletin" will enjoy

it.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 34)

[page 34]

[corresponds to page 32 of DHS Bulletin '15]

32 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

The Senior Play

"Hey, Jim, wait a minute! Well, so am I, but that

doesn't matter. Say, you ought to have been with

me the week of February 12. Good time? I should

say I did! What did I see? I saw one of the keen-

est things I ever saw in my life! What was it?

Well, I suppose I may as well start at the beginning

and tell you all about it. So sit down, and please

don't interrupt.

"You know my cousin lives in Delaware, (that's

down the 'Hocking' near Columbus), and along about

February 1 he wrote me and said that his Senior

Class was going to give a play called 'The 'Piper'

and that he wanted to reserve me a seat. Well, I

didnt care, so I told him to go ahead, and he did.

"What kind of play was it, did you say? Well

I'll tell you. You know, over in England, they offer-

ed a prize for the best play to be presented at the

Shakespeare anniversary at Stratford-on-Avon. Mrs.

Lionel Marks, an American, under the name of Jose-

phine Preston Peabody, wrote this play and won the

prize.

"It's scene is laid in Germany, at Hamelin on the

Weser, about the year 1235. It's the old story, you

know, of how the Piper took away the rats, and then,

because they wouldn't pay him, he took their chil-

dren, too. Well, that story is changed some, and fin-

ally 'The Piper' brought the children all back home.

One of his companions meanwhile had gotten pretty

badly 'moonstruck,' as it says, over the mayor's

daughter, and this Piper fellow used his pie to get

her away from her folks and give her to his friend

Michael. You see what it was like, don't you?

"Of course the Piper was the biggest part. It was

taken by a fine looking little fellow named Robert

Eichhorn. Say, he was a star! There wasn't any-

thing better that you could want. He did that part

to a finish. At the end of the third act he has a long

soliloquy in which he is represented as struggling

with the Christ to keep the children. And when his

will finally gives away, and he promises to give them

back, I found that even my eyes were damp. Some-

how, 'Bob,' as they called him, just seemed to fit

the part, and he had the audience and the caste with

him from the start.

The girl whom he (Michael, not Liebenderfer) was

so fond of was Barbara, the mayor's daughter. Louise

Collins had this part, and she was fine. Her child-

ish ways were winning and her acting with both The

Piper and Michael captivated all of us.

"The other one of the four, who seemed to be the

leads in the play, was Veronika, the mother of the

little lame boy. There was no part harder than this

to portray and Jeannette Patton deserved much cred-

it for her splendid playing of the part.

"The little lame 'boy' was a 'girl,' this time, in the

person of Miss Ruth Lemley. Say, she made a hit!

She looked the part to perfection and played it very

skillfully.

"Oh, I don't want to forget Cheat-the-Devil, or Leo

Wilson, as his real name was. He was another play-

er in The Piper's troupe, and he was a 'perfect

scream,' as the girls say. He wagged his head, look-

ed innocently unhappy, and swore he couldn't be a

butcher because 'he couldn't hurt them.'

"Jacobus, the Mayor, and Kurt, the Councillor, were

well-played parts, presented by Wallace and Mar-

riott. The big fat butcher was a comical chap. He

had more cotton-ermine and glass-diamonds than he

knew what to do with, and when he started crying

we nearly had a fit. His name is Thomson. You

know he is the captain of that state championship

basketball team. His 'wife' was quite a contrast to

him.

"I haven't time to tell you about all the interesting

people there were in it, so I'll have to tell about the

rest of it more or less collectively. About ten High

School girls and sixty little tots were the children

and you can imagine the beautiful scenic effect they

produced.

"More or less conspicuous among the crowd were

Martin the Watch (Harold Main) and his pretty wife

(Ruth Keyes) and Anselm, the red-robed priest, in

the person of George Denton, who opened the play

with much dignity. His two 'cherub-head' assistants,

the acolytes, Earl Lazear and John Schoemaker, caus-

ed a great deal of fun.

"The whole crowd, priests, nuns, burghers, bur-

gheresses, strollers, children, etc., added greatly to

the play. Their spirit and enthusiasm was fine.

"Say, a funny thing happened the last night. The

English teacher in charge of the play, Miss Edwards,

got a curtain call for a boquet. A minute later she

and her sister, Mrs. Jackson, who coached the play,

were standing on the stage behind the curtain, ad-

miring the flowers. Some of the fellows had the

curtain raised again and disclosed them, amid much

laughter and hearty applause. Much credit was due

to these two splendid coaches, for the play showed

much fine coaching.

"The money (they say they cleaned up a lot) was

used to buy pictures for the High School.

"What I want to tell you, is this. If you haven't

read the play, go read it! It's worth your time any

day. It was one of the finest plays I have ever seen

and it was an inspiration to see it. They are saying

down in Delaware that it is the best play that a Sen-

ior Class has ever given, and after what I saw, I am

ready to believe it."

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 35)

[page 35]

[corresponds to page 33 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 33

Pictures from "The Piper"

[photo]

HAMELIN AND THE PIPIER

[photo]

INSIDE THE HOLLOW CAVE

[photo]

ON THE ROAD TO RUDERSHEIM

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 36)

[page 36]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 34 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINTEEN-FIFTEEN

Minnie Elizabeth Alkire

French-English Course; a

Burgher in the Senior Play.

Sarah Margaret Bame

..College Entrance Course; a

Nun in the Senior Play.

Sarah Esther Barrett

College Entrance Course;

once on the Honor Roll; Girls'

Basketball Team; a Woman of

Hamelin in the Senior Play.

Pauline Kathryn Bieber

College Entrance Course;

once on the Honor Roll; Girls'

Athletics 1915; a nun in the

Senior Play.

William Warren Balyney

Latin-English Course; Strol-

ler in the Senior Play.

Paul Boardman

German-English Course;

Priest and Stroller in the Sen-

ior Play.

Raymond Samuel Braumiller

Commercial-English Course;

"Old Claus" in the Senior Play.

Winner of Second Prize in O.

W. U. advertisement contest.

Arthur Merton Burrer

German-English Course;

twice on Honor Roll; Member

of Debate Team in 1914 and

1915; Class Speaker on Lin-

coln's Birthday Anniversary

1914; Courtier in "The Mer-

chant of Venice" 1914; Bur-

gher in Senior Play 1915.

Frank Burrer

English Course; Burgher in

Senior Play; Winner of First

Prize in O. W. U. Advertise-

ment contest.

Ruth Edna Burns

College Entrance Course;

once on the Honor Roll; en-

tered our school from Bucyrus

High School in 1912; Girls'

Athletics 1915; Treasurer of

the Senior Class; a Child in

Hamelin in the Senior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 37)

[page 37]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 35 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN

Narinah Gay Butts

German-English Course; en-

tered our school from Powell

High School in 1913; a Nun in

the Senior Play.

Ruby Bockoven Case

College Entrance Course; a

Woman of Hamelin in the Sen-

ior Play.

Lucile Chatterton

College Entrance Course; a

Child in Hamelin in the Senior

Play.

Edna Frances Clark

College Entrance Course;

Girls' Athletic Asso.; a Bur-

gher in the Senior Play; Jun-

ior-Senior Banquet Commit-

tee.

Clara Louise Collins

College Entrance Course;

entered our school from Pueblo,

Colorado, in 1912; four times

on the Honor Roll; Literary

Editor of "The Bulletin" in

1914; Girls' Athletic Asso. in

1915; Girls' Basketball in 1913-

1914, 1915; "Barbara" in the

Senior Play.

Helen Leah Cryder

French-English Course; Girls'

Athletics 1914 and 1915; "Rudi"

in the Senior Play.

Rose Marie Darst

Commercial Course; a Wo-

man of Hammelin in the Senior

Play.

George Goorley Denton

English Course; President of

Senior Class; three times on

Honor Roll; Class Reporter to

"Bulletin" in 1914; on Debate

Team in 1914 and 1915; Last

Chapel Class Representative

1914; "Anselm, a young Priset."

Alice Margaret Eaton

College Entrance Course; en-

tered our school from Proctor-

ville, O., in 1913; once on the

Honor Roll; Girls' Basketball

in 1913, 1914 and 1915; a Bur-

gher in the Senior Play.

Robert Clemens Eichhorn

College Entrance Course;

eight times on the Honor

Roll; Editor-in-Chief of "The

Bulletin" 1914; Debate Team

1915; Class Speaker at Junior-

Senior Banquet 1914; School

Yell Leader 1914 and 1915;

First Page in "As You Like

It" in 1912; "Puck" in "A

Mid-Summer Night's Dream"

in 1913; Title Role in "The Pip-

er" 1915.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 38)

[page 38]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 36 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN

Mae Grace Essig

English Course; a Woman

of Hamelin in the Senior

Play.

Ralph Eugene Everal

English Course; Secretary

Literary Society 1912; "Axel

the Smith" in the Senior Play.

Chauncey Harold Furniss

English Course; entered our

school from Worthington High

School in 1912; Priest in the

Senior Play.

Mabel Edna Gephart

College Entrance Course; al-

ways on the Honor Roll; Sec-

retary of Literary Society in

1914; a Woman of Hamelin in

the Senior Play.

Mary Winifred Greene

College Entrance Course; en-

tered our school from Colum-

bus High School in 1914; a

Woman of Hamelin in the Sen-

ior Play.

Christiana Harriett Gordon

German-English Course;

entered our school from Ames-

ville High School in 1913;

twice on the Honor Roll; "Old

Ursula" in Senior Play.

Robert Lyon Hook

English Course; vice presi-

dent of the Class; entered our

school from Toledo High

School, September 1914. Bur-

gher in the Senior Play.

Mary Caroline Hills

College Entrance Course;

eight times on the Honor Roll;

Art Editor of "The Bulletin"

in 1914; Girls' Basketball;

"Wife of Hans, the Butcher"

in the Senior Play.

Gladys Irene Goodman

German-English Course; a

Woman of Hamelin in the Sen-

ior Play.

Eudora Ruth Keyes

College Entrance Course; en-

tered our school from Iron-

ton High School in 1913; four

times on the Honor Roll;

Class Representative in the

Christmas Program in 1914;

Reader in concert given by

Choral Class; "Wife of Martin

the Watch" in the Senior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 39)

[page 39]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 37 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN

Donley Owen Kuhn

English Course; Stroller in

the Senior Play.

Earl Ray Lazear

English Course; Debate

Team 1915; Acolyte in the

Senior Play.

Ruth Mildred Lemley

College Entrance Course;

twice on the Honor Roll;

Alumni and Exchange Editor

of "The Bulletin" in 1914; Vice

President of Junior Class;

Secretary of High School Ath-

letics Asso. in 1914-15; Girls'

Basketball 1914-15; "Jan" in

the Senior Play.

George Dewey Liebenderfer

College Entrance Course;

three times on the Honor

Roll; Business Manager of

"The Bulletin" 1914; Secreta-

ry of Junior Class; Final

Chapel Speaker 1913; Manager

of Football Team 1914; Tack-

el in 1914-15 Football; Guard

Basketball Team 1914-15;

"Michael, the Sword Eater;"

Chairman of the Junior-Senior

Banquet Committee.

Florence Mae Lewis

College Entrance Course; a

Nun in the Senior Play.

Katharine Laura McCabe

French-English Course;

Joke Editor of "The Bulletin"

in 1914; Secretary of the High

School Athletic Asso. in 1913;

Basketball; "Wife of Axel the

Smith" in the Senior Play.

Carl Joy Main

English Course; Football

Guard in 1912; Tackle 1913-14;

Burgher in the Senior Play.

Harold Vaughn Main

English Course; once on the

Honor Roll; debate team 1915;

"Martin the Watch" in the

Senior Play.

Darcie V. Meacham

English Course; entered our

school from Cortland High

School in 1912; once on Honor

Roll; "Peter the Cobbler" in

the Senior Play.

Joy McDowell Marriott

French-English Course;

Senior Boys' Quartet 1914-15;

"Kurt the Syndic" in the Sen-

ior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 40)

[page 40]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 38 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN-FIFTEEN

Pauline Nash

German-English Course; a

Woman of Hamelin in the Sen-

ior Play.

Amy Louise Neff

College Entrance Course;

three times on the Honor

Roll; Assistant Subscription

Editor of "The Bulletin" in

1914; twice Representative in

Chapel Exercises; Girls' Ath-

letic Asso. 1915; Basketball;

"Trude" in the Senior Play.

Vernice Glyde Parsons

Latin-English Course; en-

tered our school from Ostran-

der High School in 1914; a Wo-

man of Hamelin in the Senior

Play.

Grace Jeannette Patton

German-English Course; en-

tered our school from Spring-

field High School in 1912;

"Veronika" in the Senior Play.

George Lewis Pugh

English Course; entered our

school from Radnor High

School in 1913; "Town Crier"

in the Senior Play.

Edwin Jameson Reading

German-English Course; en-

tered our school from Toledo

High School in 1913; Guard in

Football 1914; Burgher in the

Senior Play.

Ralph Rodefer

College Entrance Course;

three times on the Honor

Roll; Burgher in the Senior

Play.

Pauline Marguerite Rutherford

College Entrance course; a

Woman of Hamelin in Senior

Play.

Sidney Wesley Sheets

English Course; Priest in

the Senior Play.

John Howard Shoemaker

German-English Course;

Acolyte in the Senior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 41)

[page 41]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 39 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN FIFTEEN

Ruth Caroline Smart

English Course; a Child in

Senior Play.

Dorothy Elizabeth Smyser

College Entrance Course;

Jumping Center in Girls' Bas-

ketball; "Hansel" in the Sen-

ior Play.

Aura Smith, Jr.

College Entrance Course;

entered our school from New

Albany (Ind.) High School in

1913; always on Honor Roll;

Subscription Manager of "The

Bulletin" 1914; Class Report-

er to "The Bulletin" 1915; De-

bate Team in 1914 and 1915;

Senior Boys' Quartet; "Peter,

the Sacristan" in the Senior

Play.

Esther Stevenson

German-English Course;

Girls' Athletic Asso.; Senior

Baseball Team; a Child of

Hamelin in the Senior Play.

Homer A. Thomas

English Course; Burgher in

the Senior Play.

Irma Margaret Thomas

College Entrance Course; en-

tered our school from Radnor

High School in 1913; a Nun in

the Senior Play.

Ralph Harvey Thomson

German-English Course

twice on the Honor Roll; Ath-

letic Editor for "The Bulletin"

1914; President of the Junior

Class; Last Chapel Speaker in

1912; Football Team 1913-14;

Basketball 1914-15; Ass't. Mgr.

of Basketball 1914; Captain of

Basketball Team 1915; Senior

Boys' Quartet; "Hans the

Butcher" in the Senior Play.

Imogene Elizabeth Turley

College Entrance Course; al-

ways on the Honor Roll; a Nun

in the Senior Play.

Lucy Vale Van Brimmer

German-English Course; a

Nun in the Senior Play.

Ralph Milton VanBrimmer

English Course; entered our

school from Ostrander High

School 1914; Burgher in the

Senior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 42)

[page 42]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 40 of DHS Bulletin '15]

CLASS OF NINETEEN FIFTEEN

Galen Anson Wallace

English Course; "Jacobus"

in the Senior Play.

Kathryn Frances Weible

College Entrance Course;

three times on the Honor Roll;

Forward in Basketball Team

1914; "Ilse" in the Senior

Play.

Marjorie Lybrand Welch

German-English Course; a

Woman of Hamelin.

Ruth Elizabeth Wheeler

German-English Course; a

Woman of Hamelin.

Leo Clark Wilson

German-English Course;

"Cheat-the-Devil" in Senior

Play.

Mary Josephine Zimmerman

English Course. Nun in the

Senior Play.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 43)

[page 43]

[corresponds to page 41 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 41

The Senior Class

DHS

'15

GEORGE DENTON, Pres. ROBERT HOOK, Vice Pres. MARJORIE WELCH, Sec. RUTH BURNS, Treas.

There are three prime features of the "Class of

1915" that have made us leaders in all we have un-

dertaken. 1st We are positively the best class that

ever entered D.H.S. 2nd. We know that we are

the best that ever was. 3rd. Everybody else knows

that we are the best that ever was. So, of course,

these features could make our Senior Class nothing

else but a grand and glorious success.

In the first part of the year we had to do some

studying (just to show we could), and so life was a

trifle monotonous, except for the lovely demerit sheet

that called every Monday morning. Of course, in

football season, "Tommy" and "Dewey" said they

couldn't let their studies interfere with their H.S.

education, but that is Ancient History and we will

leave it to the tender mercies of Mrs. Dackerman.

The big excitement, however, of the time before

Christmas, was the assigning of the parts for "The

Piper," and the beginning of the rehearsals. After

the holidays, work on "The Piper" began in earnest,

and ended in glory, for it is needless to say that our

Senior Play was the best ever given here.

Then came the debate, with six of the men Seniors,

and prominent in our double victory. Again, behold

the importance of the Senior.

Why, the Senior Class contains the best of every-

thing. There's Thomson, who has the best capacity

in school (except for raisin pie, where Lazear has

him skinned a mile). Speaking of Earl, it is the

unanimous verdict of the girls that he is the "cutest"

fellow in D.H.S. Then there's Bob, our little plu-

perfect prestissimo actor, orator, singer, wit, shark,

and angel! Who can beat him?

But if this dazzling array of masculine brilliance

has tired your eyes, waft them please in the direction

of those of the fair sex, who are affiliated with the

Senior Class. Honestly now, for star work in Vergil

and Elocution (not to mention Physics), could you

ever see anybody who could put it over Ruth Keyes?

And doesn't Mary Caroline look the most "stunning"

in her Sunday-go-to-meeting-clothes" of anybody you

ever saw? And if you don't think that Louise and

Amy, and Midge and Ruth L. and Kat are about A1,

right side up with care, just consult respectively

Bob, Earl, Dewey, Joy, and Bas and be convinced at

once.

We have had a "grand" time and are just as sorry

to leave as you are to have us go. But we commend

to you the coming Seniors of "1916," and bid you a

sincere, fond, and affectionate farewell.

FAREWELL.

Oh, dear old Delaware High School!

Our eyes with tears are wet,

The thoughts of leaving thee so soon,

Have filled us with regret.

The days have vanished as a dream,

Since we have been with thee,

Our hearts will always turn again

To days that used to be.

The happy days outnumber far

The days with clouded skies,

And rainbows bright with memories

Arise before our eyes.

Forever in our minds you'll be

The dearest school we know,

With loyal hearts we'll make to thee

A pledge before we go.

When other friendships claim our hearts,

We'll think of High School days,

When other duties must be done.

Thy spirit will our courage raise.

KATHARINE L. McCABE, '15.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 44)

[page 44]

[corresponds to page 42 of DHS Bulletin '15]

42 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

The Junior Class

DAVID RICHESON, Pres.; HELEN MILLER, Vice Pres.; HARRIET HARDIN, Sec.; CHAS. EICHHORN, Treas.

That the Junior Class is becoming the cynosure of

admiring eyes is a fact evinced by many things which

have come to note recently First, we are the ones

who are publishing this issue of "The Bulletin" and

if the other classes will think of this issue with half

as much indulgence as we have of aspiration to make

this a particularly good number, we shall consider

ourselves very great indeed Secondly, Mr. Vance an-

nounced in Chapel not long ago that the present third

year class has a greater number of members eligible

to wear class pins than any previous class. That

shows that we are a big class and the best class so

far.

We are the class with that mysterious energy

known as "pep," and we show this at every occasion,

except, of course, in these latter days, when attack-

ed by spring fever. Our parties are such successes!

The first one was about Christmas time when Mrs.

Paulsen was here.

The lunch-room seemed filled with an abundant

supply of the good things, but the love which each

Junior has for all the others lured so many to the

party that the provision of food gave out and the

committee went home "supperless."

Our last party was one which will long be remem-

bered, being in the nature of a costume party. Many

beautiful and many humorous costumes were seen

and we know that the pleasure and fun of that even-

ing will be eclipsed only by our formal banquet giv-

en in honor of the Senior Class. For this event our

refreshment committee is studying the most attrac-

tive menus, our decoration committee is taking a

course in interior decoration, and the program com-

mittee is hard at work arranging a symposium de-

signed to delight each guest.

D.H.S.

There is a certain school in the Buckeye State

Whose fame is spread afar,

In scholarship the list is known

To far excel the par

Of excellence and so we're classed

As being a brighter star.

In basketball we are right there,

As has been shown before,

And now we've got a pair of cups

Of trophies of our more

Than average strength in this game,

Best loved of those indoor.

And now our latest branch of sport

Is sport and "sense" in one,

For all well know that in debate

It is not all just fun,

But much hard work must be put in

Before a speech is done.

And so East High was met up here

And sent back home defeated,

And Lancaster was met away,

And the decision was repeated;

Showing us superior in this game

Where "animus" not "corpora" is heated.

"There is a Reason" for this success,

The Road to Wellville" is plain,

It's school spirit that does so much

To keep our records clean;

And if we win or if we lose,

We work on just the same.

STUART KISSNER, '16.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 45)

[page 45]

[corresponds to page 43 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 43

Second Year Class

The Sophomore Class came into existence Septem-

ber 8, 1914. Nothing out of the ordinary happened

for a while because everyone was busy learning the

fundamentals of life, especially from Miss Patter-

son, who gave some very fine lectures on the sub-

ject. These lectures were very helpful to and much

appreciated by her spell-bound listeners, even though

that perfectly good advice is not very lasting in the

memories of her audiences.

There are several additions to the regular second

year studies and those used other years have also

proved very interesting. Undr Miss Kellogg, we

studied "Ivanhoe" and certainly enjoyed it, both for

the splendid story and the interesting discussion that

arose. Something new is being done in the history

classes. The "Independent Magazine" is being stud-

ied once a week and is enjoyed very much.

The first socieal vent of the year waes th Sopho-

more party held December 22, just before Christmas

vacation. The other classes had secured Mrs. Paul-

sen to have charge of their parties and were so

pleased with her method that we decided to ask for

her services. If anyone can make a party go off

with everyone taking part and no one feeling like

an outsider, Mrs. Paulsen certainly is the one to do

it. We had games without number, everyone indulg-

ing in them. Even some of the teachers were so

animated with the prevailing spirit that they joined

in the games. Some fancy marching was also done,

with Mrs. Paulsen leading. A few piano selections

were rendered and, after singing some songs, re-

freshments were served. While we were seated all,

who could do so, recited limericks. When this sup-

ply ran short, partners were made to talk about

nothing but the war. Then the party closed and ev-

eryone went home happy. Another Sophomore par-

ty is planned for May 14.

There is plenty of musical talent in the second

year class and this talent has been used to a good

advantage on several occasions. Three of the mem-

bers of the quartette, which sang "The Family Doc-

tor" in the concert given at the Opera House, are

enrolled as Sophomores. One morning the second

year class gave a musical program for Sophomores

and any others who wished to attend. The main ob-

ject was to illustrate the old lyrics that are being

studied in the English classes. Mary Reading sang

"Who is Sylvia?" Anna Zimmerman "Drink to Me

Only With Thine Eyes," and Lucile Eger "When

Icicles Hang by the Wall." "Hark! Hark the Lark!"

was sung by Lena Slack and Mary Reading.

We are also advanced in literature, having a club

called the Advance Club which is composed of boys

of the second year class. This club has a reading

class once a week, and has proved very advantage-

ous to the members of the club, both for the pleasure

of reading and also because it improves their read-

ing ability, which is an important item in their Eng-

lish work. The membership is rather small owing

to the fact that many boys have to work evenings

after school and could not attend the meetings. This

club is supervised by Miss Kellogg.

It is plainly evident that the Sophomore class has

the "goods," and, with plenty of spirit, ought to make

a name for itself in D.H.S.

The spring has come

And the sun shines bright

And makes a lovely sight.

When we go for flowers

In the woods we like to stray

To pick the buds of May.

Through the woods we hear

The song of the robin gay,

As if he seems to say,

"Come out and join us

On this glorious day,

Where we like to stay!"

The brook murmurs

It's low, soft, sweet song,

As it flows along.

With baskets of flowers

We onward wend our way

To sing of the joys of the day.

--ANNA ZIMMERMAN, '17.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 46)

[page 46]

[corresponds to page 44 of DHS Bulletin '15]

44 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

First Year Class

FRESHMAN ITEMS.

As Freshmen, we entered D.H.S. last fall, a

healthy-looking crowd, even though we had not suc-

ceeded in ridding ourselves of an emerald hue. We

never can forget the manner in which we stumbled

up the first flight of stairs on our way to Miss Old-

ham's room, and how we fell all over ourselves in

an unsuccessful attempt to be graceful. Our first

few days at school were ones never-to-be-forgotten.

We either got into our own Latin class, or we en-

countered a bunch of smiling Seniors, and distinctly

heard their cruel laughter as we hurriedly and blush-

ingly made our exit.

We entered into all things with as much spirit as

anyone could show, even paying without a murmur

the immense sum of fifty cents ($.50) to become a

member of the Delaware High School Athletic As-

sociation.

In athletics, we have contributed but a few partici-

pants, but no class gave more support than did ours

during the football and basketball seasons.

Not long after we had become settled at Delaware

High, we were rejoiced to learn that the Freshmen

were intending to hold a party on the third floor

of the building. It took place one afternoon at the

close of school, when the boys assembled in one

room and the girls in another. Guides were ap-

pointed in the persons of some of our brightest and

most promising Freshmen, and we were escorted

from room to room in search of the answers to var-

ious puzzles placed on the walls. Numerous other

games were played, after which we had a short pro-

gram and refreshments. We then slowly wend-

ed our way homeward,--of course, by ourselves.

Nevertheless, we enjoyed ourselves immensely, and

were congratulated on our nice behavior.

As time goes on, we notice that the strange ways

and customs of the Freshmen are gradually fading

away. That look of verdancy is slowly being re-

placed by the more refined look of the upper class-

man. At the present time, there is hardly a chapel

exercise that we are not reminded of our position.

But, Freshmen, cheer up, for the time will soon come

when we will sit on the other side of the chapel, and

chuckle and laugh at the blushes of the new Fresh-

men who will occupy our seats next year.

So again, Freshmen, cheer up. Some day maybe

we will be Seniors. And maybe some day we shall

reach the dignity, grace, and power of leadership

which is expected of a Senior class.

A LETTER FROM WINIFRED KING IN INDIA.

Hebron, Conoor, February 19, 1915.

Dear Girls:

I expect when you get this you will say, "Well, I

think it's time Winifred King wrote to us! She has

neglected us shamefully!" I wouldn't object if you

said that and lots of worse things for it is true. I

should have written before, I know, but I really

haven't had time. I am actually here at Hebron and

have been for about three weeks. I wish you could

be here with me. I have been homesick quite of-

ten and I think I would feel better if you were all

here!

Now I suppose you want to know how I like Co-

noor and Hebron. Well, Conoor is lovely and so is

Hebron but of course I would much rather be at

home. I will tell you how I spend my school days.

We get up at 6:30 o'clock, have "quiet time" from

7 to 7:30, breakfast at 8 and school begins at 9:15.

We have recess at 10:30, school lets out at 12:15.

Then we have dinner at 12:30 and school begins at

1:30. We are let out at 3:30, then we have tea. Af-

ter that we do as we please until 5 o'clock when we

go for a walk or to the play-ground. It is lots of

fun when we go there for there are lots of things to

amuse us. We have a vaulting horse, parallel bars,

a jumping arrangement, a see-saw, a trapeze and a

Japanese swing. They are all heaps of fun though

the trapeze is too low for me. When I try to hang on

to it it strains my arms more than it would if it were

higher.

We are starting gardens up at the play-ground and

I tell you I had some blisters the first day. I don't

care for it is stacks of fun.

I have a room and room-mate, for which I am

thankful. My room-mate's name is Elsie Marsh and

she is heaps of fun. She seems more like you girls

than anyone I have met since I left Delaware and

dear old "D.H.S." There are heaps of nice girls

here. I feel quite at home already. I am really go-

ing to write to each of you some day but you'll have

to have patience I am afraid.

I guess I'll have to stop now for it is almost time

to give in our letters.

Heaps of love. Your friend,

WINIFRED.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 47)

[page 47]

[corresponds to page 45 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 45

THE MARKS OF A MAN.

A well known Collar Company has discovered that

D'Israeli once said that a man could be judged by

his neckwear. But there are far more fundamental

evidences of whether or not a man has iron in his

blood, sand in his back, and love in his heart, than

whether he wears a "bat-wing" or a "lock-front" col-

lar. The "marks of a man," in the last analysis, are

the elemental points upon which his character are

built. Diguise them as you will, the five things

here noted will eventually show themselves and mark

their bearer a man in the best sense of the word.

The first and greatest essential of true manliness

is an unflinching and unfaltering faith in God Al-

mighty and His Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord. We

may search History in vain for one who was really a

man without this great and necessary asset. It is

the upward pull that makes a life and God, our Fath-

er, takes care of this when we "play him square."

He who attempts to rule his existence and fulfill the

purpose for which he was created, without taking

into his plan the great Creator, and Ruler of all,

will find his character stunted, his sought-for happi-

ness blighted, and his life foredoomed to ignominious

and unconditional failure. But he who "builds upon

the rock" will enlarge, and fill his capabilities, and

make a character that is not measured in dollars

and cents.

To a large extent, the second characteristic grows

out of the first fundamental. It is a profound and

courteous gentleness to women. In this day of mil-

itant suffragettes and women policemen there is a

tendency to forget this very essential mark of a

character. A supercilious politeness, sporadically

applied, does not meet this test of character. It must

have its foundation in a deep and lasting love and

respect for those who mean so much to us. This is

not the acquirement of a week for social purposes.

It must be a unit in the character of a man, and

deeply inbred in his nature, and evidently expressed

in his conduct.

But kindness and gentleness do not mean "molly-

coddleness." A real man has physical and moral

courage. Nobody loves a jelly-fish, and a man with-

out grit is like an automobile without gasoline. Our

idea of true manliness always involves physical

bravery and there is no need of dilation on this point.

But there is a subtler and deeper and more important

courage than this physical asset to character. A

man must have convictions and courage enough to

stand up for them. This world is tired of men who

are "conveniently good." It demands men who know

what is right and have the pluck to stand up for it.

Moral courage meets this demand and is therefore a

vital part of true character.

Courage, without self-control, is like a ship with-

out a rudder. Character cannot attain its best un-

less it has this fourth asset, self-control. This means

not only courage to act in a crisis, but such a grip

on one's faculties that one acts right. The man who

loses his head in a pinch is like Ralph Connor's flea:

"He's there; you put your thumb on him--he ain't

there." When a man makes self-control one of the

foundation stones of his character, you may trust his

snap decisions, for his command of his faculties is

as complete in a crisis as in a normal condition.

This is, evidently, then, a very vital thing to the

symmetrical life. It has been said, "The best sense is

a sense of proportions." Perfect self-control means

the seeing of things in their correct relations, and

ordering one's actions accordingly.

Here are the first four "marks of a man." What

more is lacking after a man has "clinched" his relig-

ious faith, his deferential courtesy to women, his

physical and moral courage, and his self-control?

Just this:

Posessing all these qualities a man may still lack

the right spirit in which to use them, and, turning

them to selfish aggrandizement may, instead of up-

lifting, ruin himself. The guide then for the use of

these character units forms the fifth of them. It is

a spirit of loving sacrifice for the uplift of others.

We grow by giving, and develop by sacrifice. This

splendid quality is finding emphasis in the modern

"social service" and "big brother" movements. It

is the key to character and the gate to heaven, for:

"If we give ourselves to man and God

In burning, unselfish love,

We shall find ourselves, and save ourselves,

On earth, and in heaven above."

AURA SMITH, JR., '15.

A new face is to be seen within the walls of our

school. It is the face of one who always has been

here but who has not always been discernible. It

is the face of one of the loveliest beings in the world

--a being which grows larger and lovelier when car-

ed for, but which shrivels up into ashes when neg-

lected, and which vanishes entirely when jarred ever

so little. This being is the friendship between pupil

and teacher, which has become so great a factor of

our school life. Many times during the year has a

party of four or five teachers been invited to homes

of various pupils for dinner and a pleasant evening

together. Many times have boys, in groups at times,

at other times singly, stayed for an hour or two to

tell their troubles to sympathetic ears and have gone

away looking at the world through new spectacles.

Often have girls told their grievances to some

teacher for whom they felt a strong liking. It is

quite needless to say that a memory of such an event

goes a long way toward making Mathematics, Lan-

guages, and Science more enjoyable branches of

study. And it is equally needless to say that such

memories may help toward smoothing out the rough

places of school discipline.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 48)

[page 48]

[corresponds to unlabeled page 46 of DHS Bulletin '15]

The Bulletin Board

[photos of members]

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 49)

[page 49]

[corresponds to page 47 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 47

EDITORIAL

[drawing by E. H. Heekelman.]

The Board of Management

DANA LATHAM................Editor-in-Chief

GEORGE McCLURE.............Business Manager

MARY WEST..................Literary Editor

EDNA KURRLEY...............Alumni Editor

CHARLES EICHHORN...........Subscription Editor

LUCILE MILLER..............Assistant Subscription Editor

STUART KISSNER.............Athletic Editor

FLORENCE FOLLWELL..........Girls' Athletic Editor

CLARENCE KANAGA............Art Editor

GLADYS ENGLISH.............Joke Editor

MISS EDWARDS...............Censor

Class Reporters

AMOR TARBILL...............Second Year Class

EARL MILLER................First Year Class

AURA SMITH, JR.............Senior Class

JUANITA ROBINSON...........Junior Class

It has been the aim of the "Bulletin" Board to

make this year's "Bulletin" different from any "Bul-

letin" that has ever been issued. Our prime object

has been to make it essentially a school paper Hith-

erto, most of the space has been devoted to the Jun-

iors and Seniors, with the consequent neglect of the

lower classes. While we realize that the greater ac-

tivities of the upper classes will naturally fill more

of a place in the "Bulletin" than will the lesser ac-

tivities of the Freshman and Sophomore classes, still

we wish to have both these classes amply represent-

ed. And so, through the nature and arrangement of

the jokes, through the Freshman blotter, and by de-

voting several pages to the short stories of the two

classes, we have endeavored to accomplish this. We

sincerely trust that our efforts will meet with the

approval of those concerned, and taht we may suc-

ceed by this means in meaning the lower classes take

an added interest in the "Bulletin," and in making

them really feel that they constitute an important

and indispensable part of D.H.S.

At the suggestion of several persons whom we

have reason to believe are deeply interested in the

welfare of the school, we have endeavored to estab-

lish a custom which we hope will be taken up and

carried on by succeeding "Bulletins," namely, that of

dedicating the June issue of our school paper to

some one of the teachers. It has seemed altogether

fitting and proper that this should be done and that

the teacher with whom we first came in contact on

entering the school and who shaped our first recol

lections of D.H.S. should be the one with whom we

ought rightly to begin. And so we are sure that as

we gaze at the picture of Miss Oldham, to whom this

year's "Bulletin" is dedicated, and when in succeed-

ing years we enjoy the likenesses of those other

teachers who have so endeared themselves to us,

that it will help to fasten indelibly in our memories

and to deepen the appreciation of the wonderful part

these friends have played in the molding of our

characters.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 50)

[page 50]

[corresponds to page 48 of DHS Bulletin '15]

48 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

One of the most important additions to this issue

of the "Bulletin," and one which we trust will in-

crease its interest, is our advertisement contest.

Realizing that, though D.H.S. is not a vocational

school, still the trend of modern education is toward

the preparation for a commercial career, and that

one of the first essentials of a good business man is

embodied in the art of expressing one's ideas in clear,

clean-cut, and decisive English, we have come to the

conclusion that a slight preparation during our H.S.

course in the way of writing advertisements would

not be amiss, and so, through the kind co-operation

of O.W.U., we have been enabled to present such

a contest to the pupils of D.H.S., who we might add,

have responded heartily. O.W.U. has kindly con-

sented to judge all the advertisements for the Uni-

versity which are submitted by High School students,

offering as an incentive two prizes; furthermore,

the prize advertisement is to be printed as reg-

ular advertising matter in our columns with the

writer's name attached. This contest has aroused

widespread interest in the school and nearly one

hundred and fifty promising ads have been submit-

ted. It is certain that such a contest has meant

much to D.H.S., and that by arousing interest in

the University among H.S. students, it will benefit

the college in no small degree, and we sincerely

trust that the custom thus inaugurated will become

permanent and that as hearty and as full a response

will always be given by the pupils of this school.

Amogn other things which have come to occupy

an important place in D.H.S. is that of properly

organized and scientifically directed athletics for the

girls. Formerly they occupied no place whatsoever

and it has only been during recent years that they

have been given proper recognition. We have always

regarded athletics for boys as indispensable, but

strange to say we never seem to have realized until

lately that perhaps a little exercise might be a good

thing for the girls also. We are sure that it marked

a great step forward for D.H.S., when we placed

athletics for girls on such a firm basis as was

done during this year. Coaches from the town and

the college have consented for a slight renumeration

to instruct all the girls who are interested in the art

of folk dancing and Indian club swinging; in addi-

tion to this, basketball, baseball, hockey, and relay

teams have been organized. The girls have given

this new project their most hearty support, and by

means of tournaments held in the H.S. Gymnasium

they defend the honor of their class as bravely

as the boys have ever defended the honor of their

school. A word must be said in regard to the teach-

ers who have so kindly and unselfishly devoted a por-

tion of their time to the forming of these teams and

to the managing of the business end of the affair,

and we wish to express the appreciation of the en-

tire school to all who have helped in any way what-

soever to place athletics for the girls of D.H.S. on

a firm basis.

An out-of-town visitor who saw what took place

during our recent debate with East High School of

Columbus, made the remark that more real school

spirit was displayed that evening than at any other

High School contest he had ever witnessed. This

is certainly a great tribute to be paid D.H.S. and

perhaps it would not be out of place were we to stop

and consider what is responsible for such a pleasing

state of affairs. It cannot be denied that our en-

thusiastic rallies are in a large part responsible, but

underneath all that is hidden that individual and

collective responsibility for the success of our un-

dertakings which every member of the school seems

to possess to a marked degree. We shall ot at-

tempt to analayze, nor seek out the cause of this feel-

ing, it is sufficient to state that we are happy and

grateful that it exists. One cannot fully appreciate

his own school until he visits some other school and

then the advantages which we possess become evi-

dent. You have only to interrogate the members of

D.H.S., who have visited the contests held by other

schools to appreciate fully the spirit shown by our

school. But although school spirit, if but properly

held in check and directed along the right channels,

is a most desirable and commendable thing, still a

word ought to be said concerning school spirit which

is permitted to run wild. School spirit if unre-

strained is apt to result disastrously to the school

and instead of increasing our glory to materially de-

tract from the enviable reputation which we have

succeeded in establishing, and so it ought to be the

duty and privilege of every member of this school

to see to it that there is no act or word of his, even

though committed in an excess of spirit, shall any

disgrace or injury ever befall old D.H.S.

A word ought to be said in regard to the increased

interest of the alumni in the various school activi-

ties. Formerly the majority of the pupils upon grad-

uation promptly proceeded to forget that they were

ever connected with D.H.S., for the wider vision

which their new life afforded them. But recently

there seems to have been a change. The alumni no

longer consider it a mark of childishness to drop

in occassionally and see how things are proceeding;

they have also given us their loyal and hearty sup-

port whenever the honor and reputation of old D.

H.S. was at stake, either on the athletic grounds or

debating platform. The school deeply appreciates

this added interest and sincerely hopes that it will

increase with the years that separate our alumni

from their school.

The Senior Class has decided to replace the time-

honored class-day and its exercises with a picnic.

We do not know why this has been done unless it

was because they thought their hard work through-

out their four years of high school life merited them

a little relaxation and vacation at the end.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 51)

[page 51]

[corresponds to page 49 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 49

This paper would seem incomplete were no men-

tion to be made of the awful conflict which is rag-

ing in Europe at the present time. To the majority

of the really thoughtful persons it would appear that

there are three things which we, as non-combatant

citizens, can do during this frightful conflict. In

the first place it is our solemn duty to pray God that

this war, with its useless wholesale destruction of

human life and property, shall cease; then, second-

ly, we ought to thank a good God and a wise gov-

ernment for the fact that we are spared the hor-

rors of such a struggle, and, most important of all,

we, as future American citizens, ought to take such

a firm and unyielding stand against the principles

that produce and foster war, and obtain such a sav-

ing faith in the Prince of Peace, that should the is-

sue ever arise, while we hold the reins of govern-

ment, we shall do all in our power to prevent the re-

currence of a tragedy such as is now occuring in

supposedly civilized and supposedly Christian Eur-

ope.

As you doubtless remember, a picture exhibit was

held at the High School during December for the

purpose of securing funds sufficient to buy pictures

for the various rooms. The exhibit was a decided

success and over twenty beautiful and appropriate

pictures have been purchased with the proceeds, the

titles of which are given below. These pictures are

all excellent prints from the paintings of the most

famous artists, and will furnish a most attractive

addition to our school. The titles are as follows:

By the River Derwentwater

Angel with Lute The Windwall

The Baloon Appeal to the Great Spirit

Tell Status at Atldorf Westminster Abbey

The Matterhorn Media and the Argonauts

A Reading from Homer Canterbury Cathedral

Columbo Breakwater Heath after Rain

The Golden Stairs Engineering

Joan of Arc Hearing the Voices

In addition to the titles given above are two very

beautiful panel paintings. The first, illustrating

"The Roman Period" and "The Modern Age," consists

of two pictures of six panels each, hung facing each

other in the lower hall. The second is called "The

Evolution of the Book," and consists of two parts of

three panels each, also hung facing each other. There

is also a picture, "Hope," which was given by Mrs.

Halloran, in memory of her daughter, Gail, who was

taken seriously ill while attending D.H.S., and died

shortly after. These beautiful pictures will be a val-

uable addition to the beauty of the school, and will

furnish a constant source of inspiration to those who

look upon them.

The teachers and the pupils of D.H.S. wish to

thank the people of Delaware for the hearty support

which they have given the undertakings of the school.

Several years ago anyone would have scoffed at the

thought of staging the Senior Play on three consecu-

tive evenings; this year this was accomplished with

ease. Such has been the case with all our school ac-

tivities--whenever the hearty support of the town-

people was needed, we found them willing and ready.

Again, we wish to express our deepest appreciation

and gratitude for the interest and co-operation the

people of Delaware have given us in all our under-

takings, and it is our earnest deisre that this support

may increase as the quality of the work accomplish-

ed increases from year to year.

The Calendar for Commencement this year con-

tains a most entertaining and instructive list of at-

tractions. The speakers secured are of wide reputa-

tion and every feature of the work will merit the

attendance of all the pupils as well as that of all the

patrons of the school who can possibly be present.

Below is the Calendar for Commencement Week

and a program of Commencement Day:

Calendar.

THURSDAY AFTERNOON, MAY 27--High School

Chapel, Annual Public Program of Literary

Societies, and Reception to Eighth Grade Pu-

pils.

FRIDAY AFTERNOON, MAY 28--Lincoln Park, Ex-

hibition of Girls' Games.

TUESDAY, JUNE 1, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 2--Carne-

gie Library, High School Art Exhibit.

THURSDAY EVENING, JUNE 3--Carnegie Library,

Loan Exhibit of Columbus Artists.

FRIDAY EVENING, JUNE 4--Junior-Senior Banquet

SUNDAY EVENING, JUNE 6--Gray Chapel, Sermon

to Graduates: Rev. E. F. Tittle.

WEDNESDAY EVENING, JUNE 9--High School

Chapel, Final Chapel Exercises.

THURSDAY AFTERNOON, JUNE 10--Gray Chapel,

Commencement Exercises.

THURSDAY EVENING, JUNE 10--High School Alum-

ni Reception.

FRIDAY, JUNE 11--Promotions.

The program for Commencement Day is is follows:

Program.

Overture, "Ivanhoe"...........................Hazel

High School Orchestra

Chorus, "The Heavens are Telling..............Haydn

High School Choral Club.

Prayer......................Rev. B. F. Reading, D.D.

Class Address, "Culture and Character"........

........Supt. John Davidson, Lima, O.

Part Song, "Charity"..........................Rosina

High School Girls' Glee Club.

Presentation of Class...........Supt. Wm. McK. Vance.

Presentation of Diplomas..........

....Mr. Geo. J. Hoffman, President Board of Education

Class Song.

Benediction...........................Rev. Aura Smith.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 52)

[page 52]

[corresponds to page 50 of DHS Bulletin '15]

50 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

The Affirmative Team

[photos of the four members]

Delaware High School's second annual home de-

bate resulted in one more victory for the Orange and

the Black, when her team took a unanimous deci-

sion from Columbus East High on May 7. The team,

composed of Robert Eichhorn, Dana Latham, Aura

Smith, Jr., (Capt.), and Earl Lazear, alternate, con-

clusively demonstrated its superiority over the Co-

lumbus team in all departments of the contest.

The question for the debate was, "Resolved, That

the United States should subsidize her merchant ma-

rine." All thre of the schools in the league had

agreed upon a definition of what subsidy was to be.

Robert Eichhorn, speaking first for Delaware, ar-

gued the need of a subsidy. Then Dana Latham

proved the efficiency of the plan and Aura Smith con-

cluded the constructive argument for the affirmative

with arguments on its practicability. This same or-

der of speakers was maintained during the rebuttal.

Each speaker brought out his arguments clearly

and carefully, and proved his point absolutely in the

minds of the judges. The careful coaching the boys

had received was amply shown and reflects great

credit on the work of Miss Bird, the debate coach.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 53)

[page 53]

[corresponds to page 51 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 51

The Negative Team

[photos of the four members]

The team, and all those who attended the debate

at Lancaster, had a very enjoyable time. Although

the audience was very small, the Lancaster fellows

showed fine spirit in their good treatment of the

visiting team. They met the Delaware crowd at the

car and, after we had gotten our supper, the boys

were taken to a club or rather a High School Frat.

Here we rested for an hour or so before going to

the High School building and getting ready for the

debate. The town of Lancaster is very beautiful,

the High School being in a very high part of the

town. They have a very fine building and auditor-

ium in which the debate was held. The chairman

was one of the members of this year's graduating

class. Those on the team from here were: Arthur

Burrer, Bert Jaynes, Geo. Denton, and Harold Main,

alternate, and those who went with the team were:

Miss Bird, Ruth Smart, Harry Weizer, Arthur Mil-

ler and Robt. Decker. The debate was scheduled

early in order that we might take the 9:30 car from

Lancaster. We arrived in Delaware about 12:30

and were still in fine spirits, for, although they treat-

ed us fine and the trip was enjoyed, the best part

was the 2 to 1 vote of judges in favor of Delaware

High.

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 54)

[page 54]

[corresponds to page 52 of DHS Bulletin '15]

52 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

Athletics

Foot Ball

The Team

Howard Brown--E. Kenneth Myers--H.

Adelbert Callender--Q. Geo. McClure--G.

Ben. Fees--H. Carl Main--F.

Fred Fegley--C. Edwin Reading--G.

Homer Green--E. Frederick Reid--E.

Edw. Heikes--H. (Capt.) Ralph Thomson--G.

Stanley Jones--T. Walt. Williams--Q.

Eli Long--H. Ernest Jones--Mascot.

Allen Long--G. Paul Beard--Coach.

G. Liebenderfer--T. (Mgr) Ken Bowers--As't. Coach

The Season

Our football season opened with material which

promised to be better than for several years past.

The men were heavy, fast, and had had enough ex-

perience to help out a great deal in shaping a win-

ning team. Manager Liebenderfer arranged a sched-

ule with teams of great strength and a hard but suc-

cessful season was contemplated. Paul Beard, as-

sistant in gymnasium at O.W.U., was obtained as

coach and over forty men reported for first practice.

Everything went smoothly until the schedule start-

ed. The first game, as is customary, was played

against the Alumni, who were strengthened by sev-

eral O.W.U. 'Varsity men in their line-up. Our fel-

lows played an aggressive game but could not hold

the heavier and better drilled former students, and

were defeated 20 to 0. Mt. Gilead was the first High

School team met and proved easy picking for the

Beard-coached fellows. We scored at will and didn't

even feel the presence of an opposing team. On the

next Saturday the team journeyed to Columbus to

play East High. The game was played at Indianola

Park in a sea of mud. It was raining hard during

the last three periods of play and the team could not

hold the heavier and speedier Columbus team, with

Chick Harley the particular aggressor. Aquinas was

our next foe, and this game was also played on a

muddy field, in a rain storm. The result was not

quite as bad as the week previous, Aquinas winning

13-0. Next week the fellows journeyed to Ada and

came back home the next day with another defeat

chalked against them. Galion was our next foe,

and talk about luck! They must have carried a

horseshoe in every pocket. We out-played them in

every stage of the game, but still they managed to

tie us on the flukest flukes possible. The score was

13-13 but the playing was 13-0. On the next Satur-

day the team went down to Newark, and, thanks to

"Tommy," who always does seem lucky, we were vic-

tors 9-6. The score would have been another tie if it

hadn't been for "Tommy's" "cultivated" (that is the

corn was cultivated) toe. He sent a pretty drop-

kick over from the thirty-seven yard line which put

the game on ice. To show how lucky he was, we

will give his account of it: "I looked at the goal--I

felt the wind blowing--I looked at the ball--I shut

my eyes and trusted to the Virgin Mary to guide the

ball straight." Well anyway, we're glad he made

those three points. Columbus West was next played

and again "Tommy" was the "little" hero with a lift

from the 30-yard line. This was the only score ob-

tained by either side during the entire game and it

surely did look big. Doane Academy, at Granville,

was next visited and their greater weight was large-

ly responsible for the score. The closing game was

played with Mt. Vernon and the Knox County lads

put up a fine brand of ball, winning 10-3. This game

was played at Mt. Vernon before 1,000 spectators and

it was a shame we had to lose. However, we even-

ed things up in basketball so "We should worry."

The Scores

Alumni ...............20 D.H.S. .................0

Mt. Gilead ............0 D.H.S. ................81

Columbus East ........33 D.H.S. .................0

Aquinas ..............13 D.H.S. .................6

Ada ..................50 D.H.S. .................0

Galion ...............13 D.H.S. ................13

Newark ................6 D.H.S. .................9

Columbus West .........0 D.H.S. .................3

Doane Academy ........21 D.H.S. .................0

Mt. Vernon ...........10 D.H.S. .................3

____ ____

Total: Opponents ....166 D.H.S. ................115

Basket Ball

The Team

Ralph H. Thomson (Capt.).....................Left Guard

Frederick Reid ...........................Right Forward

Homer Abbott ..............................Left Forward

Geo. Liebenderfer ..........................Right Guard

Clarence Perry ..................................Center

Stanley Jones ..................................Forward

Stuart Kissner .................................Manager

The Season

The basketball team this year started off by losing

the first three games, which were played with more

experienced and better coached teams. The Alumni

game, or as most fellows called it, T"he game with

Wesleyan," opened the season. Our team, with but

one week's practice could not solve the clever team

work of the fellows who used to uphold the "Orange

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 55)

[page 55]

[corresponds to page 53 of DHS Bulletin '15]

DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN 53

[photo of basketball team with trophy and sign that reads "CHAMPIONS OF THE STATE OF OHIO 1914-15"]

and Black" and we were lucky to hold the score as

low as we did. The second game was played one

week later with North High, Columbus, as the op-

position. "Rus" Walter's playing on this team gave

them enough advantage over us to win 18-10, but the

team showed a great improvement over the previous

week's work. After this defeat Emil Turner, '13,

was secured as coach and started at once to shape a

championship team. The third game played was

with Mansfield, at Mansfield. Coach Dixon, of Wes-

leyan, who had seen Mansfield in action the week

previous, gave us the encouraging report that he be-

lieved Mansfield was the best coached team he ever

saw among High Schools. So we went expecting to

be walloped. The first half our fellows could not

find the Mansfield team, the ball, or the basket, and

the half ended 19-4 against us. Between halves the

fellows were initiated into the first real sermon that

Turner gave, and it produced a result that was sur-

prising. The fellows went back on the floor and

played Mansfield clear off its feet. "Bus" Reid was

all over the floor at once, and "Fat" Henry reduced

his weight ten pounds trying to find him. The giddy

girls were out in force and went simply wild at the

speed "Bus" uncorked, and at Guard Liebenderfer's

"economy" trousers. It was difficulty that we

got these two players away from the pretty girls,

who were waiting outside to capture them, before

our car left. After the Mansfield game the team

buckled down to two weeks of hard work in prepar-

ation for the next game, which was played with Lan-

caster. The two weeks' practice had brought outn

much improvement in their playing and Lancaster

was sent back home defeated 29-22. It was their

first defeat of the season and incidentally our first

victory. The next game, which was to be played

with East High, Columbus, was cancelled by them,

and Columbus Trades School was brought up instead.

This team was the easiest "fish" of the season and

the game was too one-sided to be interesting. The

Delaware High School Bulletin 1915 (p. 56)

[page 56]

[corresponds to page 54 of DHS Bulletin '15]

54 DELAWARE HIGH SCHOOL JUNIOR BULLETIN

score was 58-9. Newark came next and was sent

back home wtih the short end of a 29-16 count. This

game was well played and showed local fans that D.

H.S. was still in the running in athletics. Our next

game was to have been played with Newark at New-

ark but the Senior Play was scheduled for that week,

making it impossible for "Tommy" or "Dewey" to

play, so we changed and went to Galion instead.

Playing on a skating rink floor, in a building only

half lighted our fellows were nearly all the whole

first half getting used to the darkness, but, several

seconds before the gong, they found themselves and

the half ended 14-12 in our favor. The second half

was started with a vim and was the roughest half

played this season. Personal fouls were called ga-

lore and some one was on the floor all the time. The

spirit there is not the best and at time spectators

and subs would run out on the floor ready to "clean

up on the whole Delaware bunch." However, we

got away safely, with the long end of a 36-30 score

tucked in our suitcases to boot. Our season ended

with the East High game, played at Columbus. Be-

fore the game the fellows were watching a game

between South and East High Girls. The game was

about half over when a mob of fellows, looking like

a portion of Coxey's Army, burst into the gym and

landed in a heap on top of the team. After the dust

had settled it was seen that they were D.H.S. fel-

lows who had come down to see the game on a spe-

cial Pennsy freight train chartered for the occasion.

Their yelling, coupled with the support South High

gave us, was laregly responsible for the 38-13 victory

which the boys pulled off. This victory, the fifth

consecutive one, closed our regular schedule and

everything was then pointed toward the O.W.U.

High School Basketball Tournament, which started

the following week.

The Scores

D.H.S. .......................15 Alumni .....................43

D.H.S. .......................10 Columbus North .............18

D.H.S. .......................12 Mansfield ..................30

D.H.S. .......................29 Lancaster ..................22

D.H.S. .......................58 Trades ......................9

D.H.S. .......................29 Newark .....................16

D.H.S. .......................37 Galion .....................30

D.H.S. .......................38 Columbus East ..............13

D.H.S. .......................34 Forgy ......................10

D.H.S. .......................21 Marietta ...................16

D.H.S. .......................37 Glenford ....................8

D.H.S. .......................28 Marysville ..................5

D.H.S. .......................27 Ashville ...................15

D.H.S. .......................32 Mt. Vernon .................17

The Coach

Emil Turner.

The Tournament

Delaware plays in the Southern Section, the same

as in previous years. The first game is to be played

with Forgy at 10 a.m., and if victorious we play the

winner of the Marietta-Oxford game at 2:30 p.m.

So runs the bulletin concerning the first two games

for Delaware. Forgy is easily defeated by our boys

who turn in a 34-10 count without half trying.

Oxford proves easy picking for Marietta also who

simply secure enough points to win, and then "sol-

dier" so as to be rested for the afternoon game. A

thousand spectators are banked around the court,

yelling, whistling, arguing, growling. The Marietta

team is in one corner anxious to show its skill; the

Delaware team is in another ready to make a sen-

sation. The whistle blows, the game is on, the ball

passes back and forth for several minutes, the whis-

tle blows again--a foul is called on Marietta; Law-

rence is making the try; it is successful--Delaware

scores first. Thus the game progresses, backward

and forward goes the ball, first Delaware then Mar-

ietta scores, and the half ends with Delaware ahead

8-7. The teams come on the floor ready for the sec-

ond half, Marietta not quite so confident, Delaware

is still determined, Marietta's center is weakening, Per-

ry gets the bat-off, Reid goes into the game, and get-

ting the ball, slips in a "ringer" from past the cen-

ter of the floor. Our fellows are passing "fools,"

they are playing a great game, the whole Marietta

team is slowing up. We get another basket, then

another, the whistle blows, the game is over, teh

score? 21 to 16. In whose favor? What a foolish

question--ours, of course. Thus ends what many

believe to be the best High School game ever play-

ed in Ohio, and most assuredly the best tournament

game ever played. Marietta, last year's Ohio cham-

pions, came back confident of repeating. However,

they were over-confident as was shown by the re-

sult and, although undoubtedly better than any

Northern team competing here, they were forced

to clear out of the championship running. The

final game, to prove which team was the winner of

first place and which must be content with second

place, was scheduled for 3:00 o'clock. Before the

game it was whispered that the business men

of Mt. Vernon, who had accompanied their team, had

"staked" more than a thousand dollars on the out-

come of the game with local D.H.S. rooters. Over

one thousand people paid to see this game and fully

three-fourths of our High School students were there

--a rather late time to show their spirit, but it is

hoped they don't lose it all before next season.

The season closed with a banquet to the team at

Capt. Thomson's home, and talk about eats--well it

is sufficient to say that "Tommy" got filled, together

with several other fellows whose capacity was just

as large as Ralph's--if such a thing is possible! At

this banquet Clarence Perry, who played in every

game this season and led in a number of points se-

cured, was elected to lead next year's term and with

Thomson and Liebenderfer the only two graduating,

next year's team should be just as good as the one

of this year.