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Established 1868.

Central Avenue, No. 80.

P.O. Box 85


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Volume II, No. 1.
By The Editor in Chief.

It is most fitting that this issue of the Zonian
should be the first of a New Volume. The opening
of the school year found us comfortably ensconced
in our new building in Gatun-one of the best
looking buildings in the Canal Zone, well equipped,
light, roomy and cool. Being a bit nearer tie
center of things than the old high school at the
Atlantic terminus, it has the added advantage cf
convenience for those students from "up the
line." The establishing of a shuttle train service,
which we are vain enough to think was done for the
especial convenience of the high school, makes it
easy for the Cristobal students to get to and from
school sessions.
Now, instead of apologizing for any sins of
omission we might commit in a noisy, stuffy
building in tropical Cristobal, we can only say we
are in position to do excellent work in our new
location which is equally tropical but with the
comfort that comes in the tropics from a constant
breeze and quiet surroundings. The only draw
back which still exists, and it is one which cannot
.be removed if we would have the advantages of a
-eal high school in the Zone, is the long train ride
which some of the students have to take daily.
This has been partly remedied by the establish-
ment of a branch of the high school at Ancon
where the first year students from the Pacific side
get their freshman work under Miss Daniels. From
past experience with that thorough teacher, most

of us know that the said freshmen will be well
prepared when they come down to Gatun as Soph-
omores next year.
We take this occasion to greet our faculty, all
of whom are new this year except our principal.
Mr. Carr, and Miss Daniels who is in charge of
the Ancon freshmen. Last year we felt that,
despite difficulties, we were doing a high standard
of academic work. Now, we know we are. from
the experience of last year students who went to
the States this year to enter colleges and prepara-
tory schools. In every instance they received full
credit for work done in the Canal Zone High
Possibly the advantage of small classes helps to
overcome the disadvantages we have to expect in
our arrangement of schooling. At all events we
are getting there when it comes to high school cred-
its! The unsettled condition of things in the Canal
Zone, a condition which means a transfer to an-
other town, a vacation in the states or what not
at most any time, is always a drawback to school-
ing here. However, in the high school, we have
largely overcome this by our school spirit which
makes school an important factor in all our plans.
If the consolidation of all the small high schools
into one last year, marked a new era in the Zone
schools, the new location at Gatun with its branch
at Ancon certainly marks another era this year.
It is indeed fitting that the first issue of the Zonian
this year should be the initial number of Volume


Social Life in the Zone.
Maria Elise Johnson, '11.

A great many people in the States-I might even
say the majority-have an idea the Canal Zone
contains a few Americans who are working stolidly
on Canal, are crudely situated in a surrounding of
semi-civilized natives and are without social relax-
ation, whatsoever. Such people seem to persist
in this idea until they have some friend who comes
to the Isthmus and tells them out of personal ex-
periences that the conditions are very different.
It is hard for them to believe, even then, that
there is really a social life for everybody, the
school girls and boys as well as the "grown ups."
Of course, during the winter months there is not so
much social diversion for "school children", for
we are hard at work then. Even the school year.
however, is sprinkled with a few holidays, which,
because they resemble our longer vacation in the
summer, both socially and climatically, are sea-
sons of much enjoyment for Zone school people.
But it is the summer season which brings 'us a
good time we would not trade off to our cousins in
the States even if that were possible. There is
one entertainment after another-dinners, lunch-
eons, parties, receptions. numerous excursions to
places of interest such as Old Panama, Fort San
Lorenzo, Porto Bello and Crueces. There are love-
ly roads for horse back riding, splendid grass and
concrete tennis courts and some golf links. Bath-
ing beaches on both the Atlantic and Pacific
Oceans make possible glorious times in the surf at
such places as Terre Point, Taboga, Las Sabanas
and Colon Beach.
During the summer students from the largest
colleges and universities in the States spend their
vacations on the Zone. They prefer the Isthmus to
the resorts and watering places in Uncle Sam's
own land. There are nearly always several naval
officers here as war ships of all countries are con-
stantly stopping at Colon and Panama.

A Soph's Dream.
Helen Calkins.

A Sophomore had a dream one night
About Caesar's Gallic War.

He saw his old friend fight the fights
He'd studied so hard before.
He went to battle withCaesar
And rode behind on his horse
When lo! A voice was heard to say
"What's 'indirect discourse?'"
The obedient pupil raised his hand
But Caesar had called together
The chiefs of all the Latin classes
To talk about the weather.
He was helping the Aedui carry grain.
To Caesar in large sacks
When a saucy flee awakened him
Playing hopscotch on his back.

Old French Machinery.
James Jervey.

There are millions of dollars worth of old ma-
chinery rusting away in the jungles of the Isthmus.
This machinery was brought to the Isthmus by the
French company that tried to build the Panama
Canal in 1879. The chief engineer of this compa-
ny was DeLesseps who built the Suez Canal. The
company started work on the Panama Canal in
1880, but graft and fever put an end to their efforts.
Probably they would have been successful if they
had known about the yellow fever mosquito and if
'they had been more sanitary.
In 1893 there was an investigation in Paris
that uncovered a large amount of graft. This in-
vestigation caused several suicides and DeLesseps,
his son Charles and M. Eiffel, who built the Eiffel
Tower, were sentenced to prison. DeLesseps was
not put in prison because he was very old and the
graft was more or less forced upon him. The other
two had a great deal to do with the graft. The
French abandoned the work, leaving all their loco-
motives, cars, cranes, excavators, dredges and
practically everything.
The dredges were made in the United States but
most of the machinery was made in Belgium and
France. Some of the dredges are found back in
the jungle on small lakes and rivers that happened
to be in the line of the canal. It is known that
the French carried the dredges in pieces inland and
then put them together to work their way out to


the oceans on either side of the Isthmus. The lo-
comotives, cars and cranes are piled up along the
Panama Railroad. Most of these are so overgrown
with shrubbery that one would hardly take them
for machinery. The United States has made use
of a number of cranes, locomotives and old ladder
dredges. What the government has not been able
to use on the canal, it has sold for scrap iron. The
bronze medals that are given to all canal employ-
ees (on the gold pay roll) who have worked for a
period of two years on the canal, are made out of
brass and copper steam pipes on old engines. The
United States paid the French forty millions of
dollars for the machinery while the total sum that
the French spent on the canal was two hundred
and sixty three million dollars.

r Song of the Sophomores.
Corrine Browning.

(Note to Freshmen: Take this home and try it
over on your graphoplone.)
Do you think that you can beat us?
Do you think you're in the fight?
Do you think you can defeat us,
With our colors fair and bright?
There are others who have tried it
There are others who have failed,
If you think you can defeat us.
Why don't you try, why don't you try?

From Gatun to Panama by Rail.

(The train ride of forty miles each way every
school day which some of us take, gets rather tire-
some, but the trip is not uninteresting after all. It
is fascinating to one taking it for the first time.)
Looking out of the window on the right as the
train leaves Gatun, one sees the massive cement
structure and maze of construction which are to be
Gatun locks and dam when completed. Then the
train passes over Gatun Lake, a great artificial
body in process of formation by the damming up of
the Chagres river whose muddy course can still be
discerned in the man-made lake. The tropical
forest with trees quite tall and of wiry trunks, the
whole overgrown with vegetation, can be seen on
the hills which form the background for the lake.
The expanse of water ends and the trees come
close to the tracks, among them an occasional ham-
let peeping out, a village of one-room negro huts,
built on blocks to keep out the water. We are now
in the black swamp whose name does not convey
the dismal gloom which pervades the place. The
train slows down for the earth is soft and soggy.
Trainmen and regular passengers alike, will be tru-
ly glad when the re-location of the Panama Rail-
road is ready for service and this bottomless
swamp is no longer a part of the railroad right-of
-way. The feeling of uncertainty which the swamp
always brings is mingled with one of fascination.
Here it is that the dense, wild undergrowth of the
jungle comes almost inside the car. Its atmos-
phere permeates one. Every form of tropical
growth that flourishes in the wet is seen. Clusters
of mauve colored flowers peep out invitingly as
though to lure one into the unsafe bogs and mire

of the swamp. Huge palms rise occasionally be-
side us while the plantain-like banana tree is ever
present. Even wild sugar cane flourishes in an
occasional cane-brake and among it a bird with
notes like a pewee makes a lonesome noise.
There comes a clearing beside the river which is
brightened by a few frame shacks with negroes on
the porches. The roofs are palm thatched. The
river makes its way through the glade with difficul-
ty sluggishly carrying its brown, muddy water.
A long freight train with loaded dirt cars from
the cut, bound for the dam at Gatun, rushes by to
remind us that the most wideawake nation in the
world is building a canal on the Isthmus. After
this we lapse once more into our tropical jungle
mood. Orchids hang heavily from the trees, their
green leaves forming striking contrast to the dead
foliage of the giant from which they are supsended
in parasitic luxury. Even in this dense jungle
there are negro or native huts at intervals.
Out of the tropical fastness the train sweeps past
a cluster of white-washed frame huts and parallels
the Chagres river which is very muddy at this
point and has on its near bank a brick tower with
an instrument called a fluviograph to register the
rise and fall of the turbulent stream hours before
it gets on its wild rampage of high water. Again
the jungle closes round with an occasional path
leading into it which tempts one sorely. When
the train slows down multicolored butterflies flit
about from morning glory to blue mint or upon a
yellow flower one sees sometimes.
We come suddenly out upon an Amreican sta-
tion with a picturesque mixture of native and


American settlements though the two kinds are
rarely very close together. The negro hovels are
set upon piles with their porches often decorated
with the family's simple wash which incongruously
shares the space with a sewing machine. The
commission homes are here too.blue black in color.
all of them, and with the typical overhanging roof
and watershed. The station here is an old green
painted one, much like some in the States. At
each of these smaller stations, as a rule, the newer
American buildings are on one side and the native
and negro dwellings on the other.
We have reached the Tabernilla now and instead
of the Charges river we see on our left the evidenc-
es of man's great work in the path of the canal.
It sweeps on before us so that a stretch of the
imagination gives us an idea of how it will look
when the big task is done. Our train crosses the
Chagres and ascends the wide valley. New life
seems to permeate the car: we are once more in
the atmosphere of construction which is ever
present near the actual working on the canal. We
are getting into the hills as is evidenced by the
slopes on either side garbed with foliage and topped
by palm trees. Sometimes.the forest seems flat
and the colors not very harmonious. Across the
river, now on our left, lies an old French dredge,
overgrown with weeds and half buried with sedi-
ment, a silent reminder of the colossal failure of
former days.
And now we are at Gorgona, the largest place
since we left Gatun. Its neat Commission houses
adorn the tops and slopes of its hills. The railway
station and commissary come close down to the
tracks on the right while on the left rises a steep
slope with the large Y. M. C. A. club house at its
crest. Near Gorgona is a hill from which both
oceans can be seen on a clear day.
Through more bits of somewhat tiresome jungle
scenery interspersed with busy looking Zone towns
we pass until the great Culebra Cut first appears at
Bas Obispe. Here the side of the great cut looks
like a massive stone 'wall. Looking down in the
panorama of the "cut" which runs parallel with
us, we can see the many steam shovels, drills and
locomotives appearing only half their real size be-
cause of their distance in the bottom of the cut.
There ariess dust and smoke, the rattle and rumble
of machinery,punctuated at times with the splitting
roar of blasts as they tear into pieces the rocks of

which the hills are made.
Through Obispe. Natachin (Dead Chinaman) and
Las Cascades we pass in rapid succession. Near
Cascades can be seen piles of old French machinery
while, forming a striking contrast to it. are the or-
derly round houses of the commission dirt train en-
gines. Cascades is the "clearing house" for dirt
trains in the elaborate system of hauling the dirt
from the cut. From here to Empire a splendid road
runs along-side the tracks.
Our first introduction to Empire is a string of na-
tive huts, then some stJres, mostly Chinese, and a
few two story houses, all of frame and generally
dirty. They are generally stores below and lodging
houses above. The quality and neatness of these
improve as we near Empire, the Canal Zone town.
and the station. From the car window a neat street
with commissary, postoffice and attractive com-
mission houses on either side leads its flat, level
course to the base of the hill on which stands the
Disbursing Office of the Zone and many pretty cot-
tages. On our left rises most precipitously a hill
which has the Central Division offices and other
American homes on its slopes and crest.
It is only a short run from here to Culebra with
its many cottages and commission houses and
offices adorning the slopes of the big hill through
which the cut is made. Here is the Administra-
tion Building and the home of the Chief Engineer.
From here on into Panama, rolling hills decorated by
scattering palms form the scenery. The ride grows
more fascinating.
None of the time are we free from the rumble of
machinery or the maze of construction which tells
the story of a great work in progress. At Pedro
Miguel we look down upon the first Pacific locks,
with rising walls of concrete such as we left at Ga-
ton. Far below us, along side the locks, are the
tracks of the old Panama railroad for we have now
left the old main line for the new re-location which
is safely above the canal. At Miraflores are more
We seem to have come out upon breathing space
again and though we cannot see it yet, we begin
to sense the nearness of the Pacific. Rolling hills
with palm groves meet our eye on every side. Far
on our right forest-girt mountains, surrounded by a
blue haze, greet our eyes. We have passed through
a concrete tunnel a quarter of a mile long and come
out with only a short run into Panama city. Coro-
zal is our last stop before we enter the chief city of
the Republic.

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All Colon is sleeping quiet,
Everything is calm and still;
The silvery moon has risen
O'er fair Marguerita's hill.
Lowly cabins are painted
With the moonbeam's magic white,
And all the town is hallowed
With the glory of the night.
A breeze is gently blowing,
Whispering secrets to the palms,
And they in turn make answer
With a rustle soft.and calm.
The Carribean lies silent,
The surface blue and grand.
And the beauty of the water
Is in keeping with the land.
The moonlight on the water
Makes a path of purest gold,
The waves are softly murmuring
Stories of the days of old.
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Before and A



New York, Juy 14, 1908.
Dear Mary:-
This letter is the bearer of sad news. Fath-
er has received his position in the Canal Zone and
I am so blue about it. We leave July 18th and I
am very sorry you are not in the city to see us off.

It seems dreadful to be going to Panama. Every-
body says its a wilderness, that there's only a few
Americans there and that we'll die of yellow fever.
And to think, Mary. the fashion books will always
be a month late! I certainly wish we weren't going.
Do write me often for that will be the only com-
fort I have. Imagine me, if you can, living in a
wilderness after sixteen years in New York.
I will write you from Panama.
Your friend,
Emma Stubner.
Gatun, C. Z., Dec. 6th. 1910.
Dear Mary:-
I do wish you were down here to spend the
holiday season with us! It will be one round of
festivities with parties, entertainments, athletic
contests and what not. We are to start the merry
Yule Tide season with a monster entertainment at
the club house by the school children. While it's
by the little folks, we older ones have our share in
it and all the grown ups are interested, too.
And speaking of school children that reminds
me that I want you to know what a dandy high
school we have. We do work which measures up
to the best standards in the States and at the same
time have the things which make high school inter-
esting. We have athletic teams, a school paper,
school entertainments and most of all the things
you boast of at home. The. high school for all the
Zone is here at Gatun and is delightfully located.
All of this reminds me that I wish to take back
what I said two years ago about Panama being a
wilderness. On the contrary. it is--but what's
the use triyng to tell you. You'll simply have to
be here to appreciate it all.
Yours Truly,
Emma Stubner.

Hey there! Old Cris (Cris Kringle, I mean):- The teachers want me to make a noise so I need
Please don't think I am a very selfish boy but I those things badly. I have been a good little boy;
do want so many things,-some whistles, rattles some month real soon I am going to get A in school
without paint on them (the sanitary regulations are spirit.
strict down here), a chu chu train, a drum, a pair Your own little,
of bones, any old thing that will make a noise. Artie Vice.



Dear Santa:-
Please send me a lot of bandages and court plas-
ter. I need them on account of my motor cycle.
Also, all of us boys want you to send us a toy bas-
ket ball team so we can win a game from it.
Cornie J.
Most Worthy and Omnipotent Saint Nicholas:-
Toys are not made for Boston Boys so I want
some nice story books like Gibben's "Decline and
Fall of the Roman Empire" and Milton's "Para-
dise Lost."
Arthur Howard.

Dearest Santy:-
There has been an awful long time that I have
been longing for a large green raincoat with lots of
brass buttons. I know that you will bring it to me
if you know how much I will need it next year to
come back at night in the mist and rair from re-
hearsing our new school play. If my stocking is
not large enough put it at the foot of my little cra-
dle. Your little boy,
Dear Santa Claus:
I am a good boy and study very hard and as I
have heard that you have such a wonderful supply
of presents I am sure that you will put in my stock-
ing a little present which I have been trying for a
year to get. That is a bottle of little pills; each
pill a geometry proposition and when taken before
the lesson acts wonderfully on the brain.
Lots of love,

Dear St. Nicholas:
I take my pen in hand to write you a few lines
and to ask after your health, and please bring me
an air ship and some blue socks and please arrange
it with my papa for me to leave school and get me
a job. Billie William Bill.

Dear Santa:
Will you kindly put in my stockings a pair of
arms so that I might get ahead of those other boys
in the train when it comes to waving at Mamie.
Your little boy, Warrent.

Most Loving Santa Claus:
I am a very good boy and thinking that you might
forget me I am writing you this letter to tell you
that my little stocking will be waiting at the foot
of my bed and I want you to put in it all that you
can spare and a little more. Put the toys on the
floor if you can find no other place and I will be
careful not to walk on them.
Your loving little Sid.

Dear Santa:
I don't want very much, but I am just crazy for
a pretty doll with light curly hair, blue eyes and
rosy cheeks, also a little trunk with pretty clothes
including a pink silk dress and hat: also a doll ba-
by carriage and some toys made only for perfect lit-
tle gentlemen.
Your good little boy John.





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To thle science course this year is added the great
boon of a laboratory for work in Physics and Botany.
This well equipped workshop is.of value,also,to the
course in Physical Geography, but that study is al-
ready amply facilitated by the wonderful natural
laboratory around us. With two oceans, easy of
access, marvelous cloud formations, all the inter-
esting land forms with every kind of erosion except
glacial, the Physical Geography student has little
to wish for in the way of practical illustrations.
The Physics course attempts to show the main
laws of the physical universe and their application.

With the greatest construction work of the ages
going on around us, this viewpoint is more readily
comprehended by the student here than elsewhere.
Probably no community anywhere can show such
variety of application of Physics as can the Canal
The course in Botany takes up the fundamentals
of plant structure with the microscope but deals
principally with the great economic value of some
of the leading plant forms. The cocoanut palm
stands in a foremost rank with all the plants of the
world when it comes to economic value. Perhaps
the most impressive thing to the travelers across


the Isthmus is the extensive growth of tropical
plants that have right of way and are putting up a
vigorous battle for their right of existence. With
a memory of the abundance of plants we have to
set out in our plans for conservation at home. this
profusion of growth makes us feel like children in a
fairy land. Much of our work will consist, during
the dry season, in the identifying of plant forms
new to us.

The Mathematics course this year begins with
the elusive Algebraic "X" which the freshman
meets on his first day and includes an acquaintance
with certain sines, tangents and secants which
haunt the dreams of sedate seniors. The course for
the four years includes a year and a half of Alge-
bra, a year of Plane Geometry, a semester in Solid
Geometry, and, this year, a course in Trigonometry
for Seniors.
The History course includes a year of Ancient
history for Sophomores, a year of Medieval and
Modern History for Juniors ana a year of English
history for Seniors. The last half of the freshman
year is devoted to a study of Civil Government.
Instead of being a handicap, the absence from local
government forms is an advantage down here. All
sections of the country are'represented so the New
Englander talks entertainingly of his "town" meet-
ing while the Westerner recounts the advantages
of his county and township system, laid off in
neat squares by government survey.
Maps, charts and reports form no small part of
the work in history.

Last year the English work was greatly handicap-
ped by the late consolidation of the high school and
the lack of uniformity of the previous work of the
students. But this year, with last years work as a
basis we are working out a regular outline and hope
by the end of their course to have inspired the
children with a love and appreciation for the clas-
sics, which will make them desirous of reading all
of the great works of literature both in school and
out. To gbin the love of good literature we must
be able to express our thoughts clearly, to think
logically and to know the good elements of writing
from the bad. This can only be accomplished by

writing and to write we must know technical forms.
These we are gaining a detailed study of narration,
description, exposition and argumentation. 'In the
first year we are making a careful study of narra-
tion, and of the following classics-Ivanhoe, Lady
of the Lake, Julius Caesar, Vision of Sir Launfal
and "Sohrab and Rustum."
The second year of English work consists of the
study of description of all kinds and the best
methods of writing good descriptions. A study of
Tennyson's Idylls of the King, Vicar of Wakefield,
Silas Marner, Merchant of Venice and Irvings Life
of Goldsmith will be the work in literature for the
Third year. In this course we will study expo-
sition primarily, but some little time will be spent
on argumentation, The classics-will be-Macbeth,
Milton's Minor Poems, Macauley's Life of Milton,
Burki's Speech on Conciliation.
English 4 The seniors are studying English
Literature, Mr. Lang's book as the text and reading
--Boewulf Chaucers Prologue to the Canterbury
Tales, Spencer's Faerie Queen. Shakespeare's
Hamlec and Lear, Bacon's Essays, Miltons Paradise
Lost, Btnyan's Pilgrim's Progress.
Addison's Sir Roger de Coverly Papers besides a
rather cursory study of English poetry from the
thirteenth century to the present time.

In the Department of Language, four courses are
offered, four years of Latin, two years of German,
two of French and two of Spanish.
Owing to the advantages which are generally ad-
mitted to result from the study of Latin, this lan-
guage is requried of all Freshmen. Latin strength-
ens the memory, develops the reasoning faculty
and the power of discrimination. In addition to
this mental discipline, the study of Latin gives one
the ability to acquire rapidly the modern languages,
especially the Romanic which is so closely: related
to the Latin. Then also, it insures a greater ease
in acquiring a scientific vocabulary.
Although these advantages justify the study of
Latin. yet the first aim of any teacher of the clas-
sics should be to give his students the ability to
read the Roman masterpieces and that, with ap-
preciation. As some one has said, "The student
should have constantly presented to him the dictum


of Ritschl," Lesen viel lesen, mehr lesen."
The youthful Heine said that the reason the Ro-
mans conquered the world was because they didn't
have to learn Latin. Heine evidently had the same
feeling of one who said that boys and girls should
not know what is before them when they begin the
study of Latin, for only the sublime courage of ig-
norance could sustain them through the task. Now
there is no reason why one should not develop the
ability to read the classics with a certain degree of
ease. We have as proof of this. the English and
,German boys who, after four or five years of the
study of Latin, read the simpler classics at sight

and surely the American boy can do as much.
The second year's work-includes four books of
Caesar's Gallic War and Prose Composition based
on the same. The third year, six orations of Cic-
ero and Prose Composition. The fourth year, six
books 'of Virgil's Aeneid.
In the German course, the first year is spent in
the thorough study of the Grammar together with
easy reading. In the sceond year, more advanced
reading and Prose composition make up the course.
In the French and Spanish courses, the work is
along the same line as that of the German with as
much conversation introduced as possible.




With the exception of one member, the basket-
ball team of last year is in the States, the former
members attending schools and colleges there, no
doubt playing on basket ball squaas in their re-
spective places. Undaunted by this loss, the Ath-
letic Association reorganized this year. electing
Cornelius Jadwin president and laying plans for a
new team. An arrangement between the Division
of Schools and Y. M. C. A. has enabled the boys
to use the Gatun gymnasium two mornings in the
week while the girls have access to the floor one
morning a week.
The lack of a suitable place in hilly Gatun for a
baseball diamond has forced the boys to devote
their sole attention in athletics to basketball. Lat-
er on, however, track work is to be the order and
indoor baseball may be played. Mr. Carr has been
coaching the boys in basketball while the girls have
been under Miss Hawley.

The scholarship requirement regarding the elegibil-
ity of members still holds good so that some
months it has been hard to get out a full squad-a
condition which may be remedied by hard study in
Jaunary and February. Games are scheduled with
the Panamanian University, and several of the. Ju-
nior Y. M. C. A. teams.
The Sopohmores defeated the freshmen in De-
cember after a hard tussle, although they gave the
first year a handicap of ten points. On December
22nd, the high school team, which was seriously
crippled by the absence of three regular men, lost
to the strong Working Boys' team of Cristobal Y.
M. C. A. We are going to beat them with the
regular team later on.
A dozen girls turn out regularly for athletics.
They have played some basketball and are organiz-
ing an indoor baseball team.

I News from Former Students I

Students and faculty of the high school have
been gratified more than once this year by news
from former students, now in the States, to the
effect that they have received full credit for work
done in the C. Z. H. S. Thorndyke Seville, who
formerly attended the Canal Zone schools is a
freshmen in Harvard, having passed his entrance
examinations without difficulty. Miss Charlotte
Jadwin is in Wheaton Academy. Albert Smith
and Franklin Johnson, two former baksetball play-
ers on the high school team, are likely to try out
this winter on the teams in their respective schools
Mercersburg Academy in Pennsylvania and Wash-
ington High in Portland, Ore. Carl Naylor, another
member of the basketball team, is in Shortridge
High in Indianapolis. Miss May Johnson is a se-
nior at Washington H. S. in Portland, and Miss

Annabelle Burk is attending the Academy at Cham-
pdign, Ill.
Good news of others who have gone to the States
has also been received. As proof that the C. Z.
H. S. receives well prepared freshmen from the 8th
grades over the Zone, Miss Louise Watson of the 8th
grade at Empire, passed the best entrance exami-
nation that had been passed in several years in the
high school which she entered in Washington. D. C,
Bits of news from two former students, may be of

Indianapolis, Indiana, Dec. 6, 1910.
Dear Mr. Carr:-
I am sorry I did not get to see you in Indi-
anapolis this fall. How is the old high school?
Did they change the location of the building? I
hope the school is still progressing nicely. Give
my best to the teachers who taught while I was
there and to the old pupils.
I entered Shortridge in September and received
all my credits. I still play basketball and am for-
ward on one of the teams. Are you going to pub-


lish another paper this year? We publish a daily
paper of four pages -The Echo.
Hoping to hear from you many times, I am
Yours Truly,
Carl Naylor.

Portland Oregon, Nov. 20th. 1910.
Dear Mr. Carr: -
I received the pins the other day and they are
fine, aren't they. even if they were late. We made
a fine trip up, stopped at all the Central American
ports and two in Mexico. We stayed a week in
Frisco but did not enjoy it much as it was so cold
and windy. It had a Chicago day in March beat
forty ways.
We all, May, Victor and myself started to the
Washington high school on September 12th. May
made her senior year and I my junior all right

and Victor is a freshman. We are all doing fine.
There are three high schools in Portland and these
three together with Portland Academy, Columbia
University and Vancouver High have formed a
league for all kinds of sport. Washington has won
the last three football championships and stands a
good chance to win this one.
Basketball practice starts next week and then I
will see what I can do. I have been practicing in
the Y. M. C. A. so am in good condition. I will
likely try for the team.
With best regards,
Franklin Johnson.
Another student of last year, John Bergin, is in
school in New Mexico and is doing the equivalent
of Sohpomore work, which from his high scholarship
last year as first year student we all know 'he can
ably do.

The Wanderings of a Junior

A drowsy Junior lay in a snow white bed in the
hospital with a temperature of one hundred six and
four fifths. The ward doctor said he was in a rath-
er bad condition and would have to quit school. Of
course he resented this, especially since it was the
C. Z. H. S. and. now, just when he had made such
a good impression on the teacher in-Oh, how his
knees ached and how ever did he become cramped
into such a small space?
Tragediesl He felt himself falling-down-fall-
ing down and crash! The rickety old wheel barrow
had collapsed and sent him sprawling in the street
He mutterd something in Fiench for not realizing
such would happen when it was only words in com-
position. As he lay there enjoying the ease of
plenty of space, his thoughts turned to Physics.
If density was equal to the number of pounds to
one cubic foot, he reasoned that some people must
be awfully dense. Such was the case with him he
confessed, thinking of attic bees in the history of
Greece, swarming in a garret.
His density refused to move when he spied a
team approaching, the which stopped and President

Taft piled out, who had been on his way to a recep-
tion in Paradise. With gruff directions from a fel-
low-who wore a long white apron without sleeves
and tied in the back-to save the pieces, one took
him by the toes and the other by the hair. Either
thinking of his report card or deceived by his own
eyes, he imagined he saw a red cross and was en-
route to what he understood to be a Red Cross Am-
bulance. He jumped at the conclusion that that
short-in-the-grain professional had been a "med
ico," so well known in the Canal Zone Dispensaries.
He landed in a right angle and when he recover-
ed himself, he found himself in the company of the
"Ne'er Do Well" who gave him a look better suited
for a "No-speake-de-Engles" policeman.
The driver cracked his whip and they lunged for-
ward. Dizzy, was he? Only upset and feeling like
an inscribed merry go round.
Surely this was not solid earth beneath them.
It felt more like the water of the Carribbean. An-
other lunge and-Ah, now he knows. They are
traveling through the air at a terrific space and this
is a brake! Is he dreaming or has he lost his
senses at last? No, for there is a row of khaki


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covered seats on each side a driver up in front,
wearing a blue suit. dotted with silver buttons,
some of which are lost and a silver plate on the
peak of his cap engraved in a handsome word in
Latin. At this discovery a sense of pride swelled
in his bosom, such as he had experienced before,
after having finished a difficult quadratic in alge-
Just at that instant the driver turned around
and said, "If there's anybody absent, hold up you
hand," and the hand of "Ne'er Do Well' flew up
with a flourish. The Junior breathed a sigh of
thanksgiving at this.
For the first time he noticed the horses, which
were beautiful white winged mules, which drew the
endeared chariot over cotton clouds or swooped
down between them. Their harness was solid brass
studded with diamonds similar to those found in
Culebra Cut, and white plumes waved at their ears
which had been imported from the Ancon chicken
For some reason or other everything began to
grow pink, the air rosy and the driver's suit turned
purple. "It must be Mother Earth," he surmised,
"burning back there to a cinder," and rays of fire
gleamed behind and shot up in the third time mo-
tion. Then his thoughts turned to home and the
friends that would perish. Bitterly he recalled Ed-
win who was to be a nurse: Jimmie Seizer, a gen-
eral and establish a world wide empire; the shep-
ard of Angles--angles-that every evening at the
usual hour told his tale; and Orphalia of Troy that

could make a mountain move with her singing and
music of the strings. But he ought to be thankful
he were not one of them, so hInce, loathed Melan-
choly. He turned his head and saw faces in the
stars that formed the constellation of Pauline.
They recognized him and called out. "Get a cake of
soap! Just covered with cinders! Is it on straight?"
Before he could utter a sound, a hoarse voice
blurted out, "Close your windows," and his ears
caught a strain of a song, in which he recognized
the voices of the Freshmen singing.:
"Scotland's burning, Scotland's burning
Look out! Look out!
Fire! Fire! Fire!
The brake struck something hard just as the song
ended and the mystified third year looked out to see
that they were on top of Ancon hill. It was still
very bright and he could see that they were in a
grove of banana palms, rare specimens in the
science of tropical botany. resembling palms but
bearing bananas instead of cocoanuts. At the base
of the hill he could distinguish the little town of
Frijelos, noted for its sale of that fruit and on the
other side, he beheld -not that burning earth-but
the full moon rising in all her glory over the Hotel
Tiveli and throwing her beams in silver tints over
the earth.
He was dazzled for an instant and closed his
eyes which only fluttered when he tried to open
them. When at last he succeeded he was blinded
by an electric light glaring into his face. Two
nurses were leaning over him, one holding him fast
and the other counting his pulse. A doctor, stand-
ing by, calmly gazed on and growled, "Sevepty
five more grains of liquid quinine and soft diet."


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Seated one night by my fire I was reading a fad-- blood froze in my veins; a ghostly
ed copy ol the Zonian. As I turned the yellow'-_ Tfiifilled the whole room seemed chok-
pages each familiar name brought a host of mem- i L my lWy breath ceased to come!
ories to my lonely mind and a great longing came After what seemed hours, a faint glow began to
into my heart to know something of the school"* glimmer in the inky silence, growing brighter and
mates of the Canal Zone High School. Coming as brighter till all the room was alight. From the
we did, from all parts of our great country, after farther side a bent old man, clad in flowing robe,
our school days we had scattered far and wide a- approached me. I tried to cry out, but my voice
cross the land. stuck in my throat.
Suddenly my light went out, leaving me in utter "Be not afraid." said he. "I come but to grant
darkness. A great dread'seized me: my heart stood your wish. Follow me."




Compelled by some mysterious force, I arose and
followed my ghostly visitor up flights of stairs and
winding passages, twisting and turning, mounting
higher and higher until we reached the roof, far a-
bove the sleeping city.
Here the old man turned to me, placing a great
brass telescope within my trembling hand, and
"If you look through this magic glass, all your
friends will appear before you."
He vanished.
I raised the telescope to my eye and it turned
slowly in the direction of the city, pausing before a
great office building, across the front of which was
the sign: "Stubner, Suffragette Publisher.'' At the
same moment I saw a woman step from the door
way into the street, and, as she raised her hat in a
masculine manner to some passer by, I recognized
with difficulty, Emma Stubner. our old class editor.
The glass turned again, this time showing me a
large reception room. Near the door stood a tall,
slender figure, dressed in rich silk and jewels. As
she turned her elaborately coiffured head, something
about her struck me as familiar, and then it flashed
into my mind that this must be Helen Calkins who
had married a millionaire. Someone was speaking
to her and I listened with great interest to their
"Who is the musician you promised we should
hear?" asked the guest.
"Lucy Partelle, an old school mate, who has
made quite a name for herself abroad. This is the
first time she has been to America for some years"
replied Helen.
The scene changed and a level stretch lay before
me. Up this came several motor cylces Close
together they swept up the road, one crossing the
tape but a second before the others. As the rider
stepped off his wheel, a great cheer of "Hurrah for
Jadwin" went up from the crowd, and a mysteri-
ous voice whispered into my ear, "He is making
his fortune by inventing a motor cycle which will
out speed any ever known before."
Again the glass shifted. A great canopy of can-
vass stretched above a crowd or people and many
signs proclaimed it to be "Delevante's World Fa-
mous Circus." The first attraction to greet my
eyes was the snake charmer, Miss Adeline Babbit.
After her, though I scarcely expected to see anoth-
er friend, came Edna Lindersmith as a lion tamer.
Another sudden shift of the glass and Arthur
Howard appeared as Justice of the Supreme Court.
I was much amazed as I had not known that he
meant to study law.
Now a school room supplanted the court room,
though justice was being administered here also.
Mildred Davis-I could harldy believe my eyes!-
stood before the class, grasping a small boy by one
hand while in the other she held a large ruler. She

was scolding him violently for writing notes and
talking, which, she informed the class, she never
A street scene now showed through my magic
telescope. A crowd had gathered about a small
dark woman who talked excitedly and brandished
her umbrella at the heads of the people. Under the
queer. bonnet was a familiar face. Hazel Stuntz!
She looked fiercely uL une fashionably dressed wo-
man as she spoke. "While such as you stand in
our way, the cause wil never prosper! Man will
never believe a cr a L.re who bedecks herself as.
you, could ever become his equal! When I became
a suffragette, I vowed never to wear a new bonnet
until we won the day-and I've kept my promise.
0 vain and heedless woman!"
A white house set about with green lawn and
trees appeared. On the steps sat Corrine Brown-
ing, fanning herself with an apron and talking
aloud, "Well, since I became Matron of the old
Ladies' Home, I never saw such a day! Every one
was cross and the dinner burnt, and the water pipes
burst, and Arthur Vickery hasn't brought the gro-
ceries yet!"
At this moment a shuffling, bent man appeared
carrying a large basket. Corraine launched forth at
him. "When I gave you the position of janitor, I
knew you weren't worth it, but I did it out of regard
for an old friend. You had better be careful, Ar-
thur Vickery. or you will be out of a job again."
The scene again changes. As at the motor cycle
race, a great crowd had gathered but a large sign
announced that Miss Alma Wurdemann, the fa-
mous woman aviator, was about to make a flight.
After a few moments she appeared, wearing what
looked like leather armor and across tie back of her
head were two huge wing-like objects. She waited
for a breeze to catch these sails, then rose above
the heads of the mob and was soon lost to view. I
heard someone say that she had come to invent
this mode of flying in the following way: Walking
home from school one day, she had on a very large
hair ribbon. A strong wind was blowing, she was
lifted off her feet and carried some distance. This
led her to perfect her present plan after some years
of effort.
Ruth Hanna now appeared as a comic opera star.
To think of Ruth as an actress! The shock must
have unnerved me, for when John Maloney ap-
peared as a Mormon, weeping and wishing his
lovely red cheeks had been green instead so as not
have caused all the girls to love him, my hand
shook so that I dropped the telescope to the roof.
E'er I had seen the fate of Ruth Wilcox and Jean
Jervey, I felt myself borne by unseen hands down
the long flights and winding passage ways I had


r 'I
L The Rainy Season

There are just two seasons at the Atlantic end of
the Zone, some one has said-a rainy and a wet.
When the wet was at its wettest in November and
December, the trials and tribulations of the Cristo-
bal students were numerous. Some student from
Ancon has declared it rains so much in Cristobal
that the people from there have web feet and croak
like frogs. However, the Cristobalites indignantly
deny this allegation and defy the "alligator."
Tne following sad chronicles are typical:
A high school lass, though not a fool
Wore off her Sunday hat to school;
But what a shower then did fall
And now she has no hat at all.
A freshman lad, a boy so gay
Put on his newest suit one day
Was caught in the rain, some how or other
And now it fits his little brother.
And so it was from day to day,
The clouds would come. and clouds would stay.
And then we'd have to beat the rain
To catch the bloomin' shuttle train.
(Limericks by Alice McClennan, '14.)

Theo:-Blessed is the girl who expects to be
nothing for she shall not be disappointed.
Ida:--Thou unassuming commonplace of nature.
Helen: -Meekness is not weakness.
Nellie:-What is a butterfly? At best
He's but a caterpillar drest;
The gaudy fop's his picture just.

Lucy:-Oh, shrine of the mighty, can it be that
this is all that is left of thee?
Alice:-The beauty of the flock.
Eva: None like her.

Harold:-He's all my fancy painted him; he's
lovely, he's divine.

Edwin:-Small of stature, but of quality su-
Raymond:-The class intends giving him Emer-
son and Bender's Modern English Grammar for a
Christmas present.

Joe:-And still they gazed and still their won-
der grew, that one small head held all the gas he

Jim:-When land and goods are gone and spent,
then learning is most excellent.

Frank:-When ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be
Henry:-Mislike me not for my complexion, it
is the livery of the burnished sun.
William:-Willie has the will, but will he.

The Juniors.
1 Ruth Hackenburg.
Olga Faure
Happy am I, from care I'm free!
Why aren't they all contented like me?
Edith Stevens
Oh. keep me innocent, make others great,
Katherine Francis
Mine's not an idle cause.

Daniel Macneil
Beware of the fury of a patient man.

Robert Summerville
Give me a standing place and I will
move the world.

Mrytle Lindersmith
Great thoughts like great deeds, need
no trumpet.

Yeland Faure
I laugh for hope hath happy place for me.
If my bark sinks, 'tis to another sea.

Estelle Feuille
Wisely and slow, they stumble who run


The Sophomore Class.
Mildred Davis.
Our Sophomore class is brilliant,
Our Sophomore class is grand,
And far and wide we're noted
As the very best in the land.
First comes Miss Emma Stubner,
Our Editor in Chief.
That you'll never find her equal
Is our firm belief.
Jean Jervey, our beautiful writer,
From the sunny Southland came,
And we know that in the future
Her path will lead to fame
Ruth Wilcox and Arthur and Lucy
Are our musical trio grand;
And we're sure of victory in basket ball
When Cornelius is at hand
We must speak of Hazel and Alma,
And shy Ruth of golden hair;
Of blackeved Blanche and Helen Sweet,
And of Sidney, the debonair.
John Maloney, our bashful boy,
Is very afraid of the girls,
But Arthur Vickery, our artist,
Is alas! too fond of curls.
Then there is William and Edna.
And. best of all, Corrine,
And also Milrdred and Adaline,

We have a young lad named Russell
Who seldom is seen to hustle
With eyes like a lamp
And a cap like a stamp
His lessons he does tussle.
Our Dot is a gay little lass
She ranks well up in her class
She knows her good looks
And reads out of books

Who study more than is seen.
Altogether, our class is entrancing,
The best that could ever be,
And, if anyone doubts our word,
Just let them come and see.

Flood Time.
Y. M. Fanre
Every year at the end of the wet season we have
a great deal of rain, then the Chagres river over
flows its banks and causes a great deal of trouble.
The rains which fall along the line play but a small
part in the flood, it is the rains in the interior
which swell the river.
The Panama Railroad follows the Chagres for
several miles and people going on the trains every
day get interested in the rise and fall of the river.
Especially we who go to school, because we know
that we will miss school when the floods come and
that would be terrible.(?)
The river rises from forty to fifty feet.and even
more in twenty four hours, so that the people living
on its banks have to pack up and go to higher places.
Of course they are always notified in time. Then
the Panama Railroad cannot run. Now this is no
longer the case for they have a new road which is
much more elevated and runs along the banks of
the Gatun Lake, so that the floods will not inter-
fere any more with train travel.

E m ^0 A St U ra j ST
And never the teacher does sass.
Another gay lad called Gus
Stirs up a terrible fuss
All Jamaican Talk
He surely can mock
But never knows minus from plus.
Mr. Carr:-Those who are absent hold up their


Miss Bowles:-Latin and Slang do not blend
well, nor continue long together. .
Miss Hawley:-Is the latest Delineator in?
Mr. Christopherson:-The root of the products is
*equal to the products of the roots.
Mr. Carr (in history)-Name a prominent feat-
ure of the Egypt of the Pharoahs.
Ruth Hanna:-rhe Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
NOTICE:-When an English class is told to bring
in an oral composition, woe unto him who leaves
it at home.
Willy:-Mr. Carr, I move the seats be enlarged.
Edna: -I second the motion.
Warren Mory, one of our genial Sophs, being
Latin American, is quite literal in his interpreta-
tion of English idioms. One day he read a sen-
tence which said the "horses were at large in the
pasture." It was a puzzler for Warren who had
learned from the dictionary that "large" means big,
grande. Recently he astounded the Latin class by
translating, "The Helvetians threw their feet at
Mr. Jennings: "The high school boys have 'mu-
sic in their souls' all right; it just hasn't come out
For what is February famous? Washington's
For what is it infamous? Mid-year examina-
Now that the dry season has arrived, the upper
classmen want to know if there are any more his-
tory trips, like Carr's Especially Conducted Tours
which the Juniors of last year were lucky enough
to get.
Dan MacNeil has discovered a new disease.
It is Examinitis and is a nervous disorder brought
on by the thoughts of an approaching test. It some-
times makes one too sick to come to school.
Mr. Christopherson: "I want the kids to cut
out this slang."

She's married now, but just before it happened,
Mr. Christopherson,was4v@,ry absent minded. One
day after passing Tabernilla where she taught the
little folks, he went down stairs at high school and
began to teach freshmen algebra to Miss Hawley's
Sophomore English class.
Miss Hawley:- What are Attic Bees?
Adeline:--Bees that live in an attic.
Miss Hawley:-Not quite; Arthur?
Arthur H.-The wise men of Athens.
Junior:-Two of our old teachers are in the
States this year, Mrs. Schreiber and Mrs. Gates.
Sophomore:-You're wrong: Mrs. Schreiber is in
the State of California, but Mrs. Gates is on the
Junior:-Mrs. Gates is in the State of Bliss.
Raymond Morris wants Santa to bring him an
Emerson and Bender's English grammar.
Miss Hawley (at the Gatun Dispensary):-"How
much peroxide may I have?"
Pharmacist (looking at her hair)-"All you
Visitation is the process by which your last
year's teacher finds out how much you have for-
Mr. Carr:-"We will now pass out to the side of
the school building facing New York to have our
picture taken."
There is a young Freshman named Reese
Who scarcely his smiling can cease;
But for an exam
Oh. how he will cram
To have on life a new lease.
The class in hatology wants to know:
Why the principal doesn't wear his new Panama
Why Mr. Christopherson has no hat.
Where Miss Hawley got her picture hat.
Where Miss Bogner found hers.
How many hats Miss Bowles has.

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