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The fresh green of our courtyard, the
cool grandeur of our 1-uil.dlir;, the spacious
balconies with their refreshing breezes, the
kindly help of our teachers, the -.,r. stu-
dents, the healthy bustle of our working
hours, the ringing echoes of our laughter,
the tender sweetness of our friendships-
if this book has caught a glimmer of these
things, then we, turning its pages in the
long years to come, may find the old sweet
memories of school days drifting back
again; and you, our friends, who read
this book, will live again with us the
happy hours spent in old B. H. S.
To A ./i.s Grace Sherman
who for three years has given us
her untiring efforts and loving
kindness, we, the Senior Class
of 1925, do gratefully dedicate
cur annual, THE ZONIAN.
The Senior Class, '- .
BALBOA, CANAL ZONE, 192;
PUBLISHED BY THE BALBOA HIGH SCHOOL
DR..O..DORTHY EASIMAN. '25
FLORENCE ROBINSON, '25
AGN E, .'cDADE. '25
FRANCI'E GREENE. '26
LEON WFISs,. '25
Faculty........ . .. . ....
Seniors ........... .. ...... . .
Graduates ....... .
Rogues' Gallery. . . .
Senior Class........ .
Junior Class......... .
Sophomore Class ....... .
Freshman Class........... ..... .. .
Last Will and Testament of Seniors. '25 .
Class Prophecy .. ... . ... DOROTHY EASTMAN.
Class History-Knighthood of 1925. CONSTANCE A. GRAF.F
The Quest of a Pin............. DOROTHY EASTMAN,
The Mooncalf..... .. . ...... POLLY JAMES.
El Barrigon. ... ...... ... .FRED HELMERICHS,
Strange Story of Elizabeth Stafiordshire... .. ....
CATHERINE E. CONGER,
On Leave from the Cemetery ... .....
The Dream Girl ..... LUCIE WRIGHT FRANKLIN,
On Graduation ..... ....... . .CARot RicaBY
Sally and the Silver King ....... DoROTHY EASTSMAN.
OphTlia ....... CONSTANCE GRAFF.
( I ....... ..... LORETTA Kl.HER,
The Hired Girl.... .... MAJORIE SPECHT.
The Passing Crowd ........... .A E OLIVER,
The Telephone Girl .... .... POLLY JAMES.
On Receiving an "F" in Spanish .......CAROL RIa;RN
An Alphabet.... ............. IDA RUTH HI.MMER,
A Mexican City .............. PATRICIA FLINT,
Koli Koli Pass .............. ANDREW DONOVAN,
Carnival ............ .... CONSTANCE GRAFF,
A Wal\Vijin Tre e..... KATHERINE SUNDQ'Isf. "i
I .... ..... AN IDRE DONOVAN. '26
i1 I *,., of the Fouir Sa'red Day
ANDRImE DONOVAN, '26
Guless Who? .... .... HELENS GRLMISON. '25..
ET'HI1L \VAINIO. 25.
EDO:r TROW\BRn:o;, '25.
Who's Who in B. H. S..
I n Recuerdo .. IDA KI II HAxER, '25
La Puesta del Sol. . .ETL W.uNIO, '25.
Skloion ..... CAuOL RU, '25
A Protest .. .. .CAROL RIKR;;B. '25.
Room 52 ...... I 31i RED (11 I\ ER, '26
The Courtship of Mils Stani ish ('HARi !. BInIr ER. '26
Snatches from a Diary. ...... I.rCIE jliFiER. '27
Eternity ..... (.. \A OL RI.B '25
The Bird of Kilhliworthi.. C.(.\eHLE BiTrER.. '26.
Our i'. 1 i ...... LiiR A KoER. '2
The - i I ... REN DE YOULNG. '25
The Tale of a Hat.. .. ... CAROL RIGBY. '25
Dreams ....... .... CCNSTANCE GRAFF. '25.
Scandal Sheet ... .. . .. CArOL. R[GBY, '25,
DOROTHY FASTMAN. '25.
The '.' .,. r i iltionl. ....... ALICE HALLORAN. '26
If I .. .. . ...... LORETTA KoCHER. '25
The Seniors of '25 ... ... .. .LORIi rA KOCHER, '21
Society.. . .. .. .. ..... RENA DE YVOUNG. '25
Memories ......... . ... C.CHARLEs BIriERi '26 .
Alumni ........ ... C E EL XWAIVNI '25
F"' .. -- .. RICHARD W. ENGELKE. '26
S I *. ... .. JOHN T TOtM '25.
Spanish Cross-word Puzzl-. . DOROnTH EATMiAN. '25
French Cross-word Puzzle .. PArRiCA FLTNT, '25
Boys' Athletics .... ...... PA L Sll IVAN, '25
Girls' Athletic ... ALICE OLIVER. '25
Solution of the Spanish Cross-wor I Puzzle.
Solution of the French Cross-wor I Puzzle.
An Epitaph ....... ...... . .
Sectors Supreme.. .
Jokes .. ... .
..I. LEON WF.IS. '25
IARY JOE LOWE, '26
TH E ZONIAN.
Business Manager ...
Literary Editor.. .
..... .. .....JAMES BURcooN
... .......... PAUL DURAN
. ............ .AGNES McDADE
............RENA DE YOUNG
................. RICHARD ENGELKE
........ .......... E HEL W AINIO
Joke Editor. .................. ..... WILLIAM ALLEN
Staff artist .............. .. .....ANDREW DONOVAN
Girls' Athletic Editor......... ...... ....ALICE OLIVER
Boys' Athletic Edtor...................... PAUL SULLIVAN
Bl i:',-..: Adoisor........... .... ........... MR. Boss
Literary Advisor ......................Miss HOPKINS
Dorothy Eastman, '25.
Long years ago, the inhabitants of a tiny village
determined to build a cathedral. Since most of
the villagers were very poor, they decided to
build it with their own hands, each doing the thing
for which he was best fitted. It was to be a beau-
tiful building that would be an inspiration through
all the centuries to come, for the building of which
the simple villagers had both vision and courage.
There were some who were masons, skilled in
their trade, who undertook the task of carving the
huge pillars that were to uphold the roof. Others
prepared the foundation stones. As much skill
was necessary for the doing of this well as was
needed for the carved pillars. One old man,
skilled in the art of carving, spent the remaining
years of his life in chiseling the delicate traceries
which were to adorn the altar. Rich ores were
brought out from the depths of the earth and
melted, beaten out, and fashioned into vessels and
wonderfullamps. Painters set to work on paintings
depicting religious scenes, and spent their days in
labor and their nights in prayer for inspiration for
their work. The women spent many hours col-
lecting rare dyes and rare textures, weaving the
results of the combination together in intricate
patterns to form the beautiful tapestries for the
walls. It took a lifetime to make one of these
tapestries. Those who could not labor gave
money or encouraged the workers. All had some
part in the building of the great church. Each
gave the best that was in him according to the
talent that he possessed.
Time passed; the old man engaged in carving
the altar, died; but his son, following his trade,
took up the task where his father left off; the same
with the other workers on the huge edifice. Gen-
eration after generation passed, each giving their
lives to the great undertaking, until at last there
came a day when the people, with prayer and
thanksgiving in their hearts, saw that the great
building was finished; their labor was ended.
How beautiful it was! How deep and lasting its
foundation with every stone selected with care!
How sturdy and grand the pillars on which the
rays of the sun glanced off each morning! What
intricate carvings covered the altar! How won-
derful its tapestries of deep, warm colors, its
paintings and its ornaments and lamps of precious
metals! It was indeed beautiful; it was a thing
to endure through the centuries. People came
from far and near to worship, drawn by the very
beauty of it.
Similarly, deep within each one of us, however
poor our lives may seem, there lies some latent
talent, some worthy gift that we may leave the
world in passing. Scorn not your talent. It is
worth a lifetime's effort to find it; it is worth a
lifetime's effort to develop it and thus give the
best that is in you, to life. Dream your dreams!
Have your vision! See the purpose in your life!
Build into this beautiful structure of life what
you alone can give. It takes great daring and
unquenchable courage. Yes, but you have them!
Withold not your gift!
WHAT IS YOUR GOAL?
Florence Robinson, 'S..
Off to school, then to class, then to lunch. What
a monotonous routine! It is so, but have we
,topped to think that our best days are our school
days? Do we consider that the habits we are
forming now will undoubtedly stay with us for the
rest of our lives? Do we realize that our charac-
ter is in its making during our school days? All
these seem trifles now, but what will they develop
into? Wh:t man is there that has risen to any
great height who has not a life and character
worthy of careful observation on our part? There
is none, and should we go deeper we shall find
that all these men had a definite goal. What
would our ships at sea do if they did not have a
certain course? Our lives would be like ships with-
out a course. It would be as though we were
going around in a circle, each time becoming more
and nire bewildtcCd.
We should choose our goal and put forth our best
efforts to attain it. It has been said that the best
way to kee, young is to have some ambition yet to
complete. This stimulates us, making us forget
the time. It is the rich that are generally the most
discontented. They have all that cmrni' can buy,
LvcrT thing their heart may demand. Then why
are they discontented? The answer is that they
have everything done for them; therefore time
hangs heavy on their hands. They do not know
what to do with it. They chase after artificial
pleasure, foreitting that the greatest joys in life
come from the simple, natural pleasures.
Dorothy Eastman, '25.
On life's wide sea
We take a trip;
'Tis ours to choose
The kind of ship
In which to take our voyage long.
Take heed, you build your own ship
Life's an ocean journey; a perilous journey, for
many dangers beset the way; wandering icebergs,
hidden shoals-all conspire to wreck the fair vessel
in which all our hopes are centered. What is our
destination? What do we hope to find at the end of
our journey? The harbor of worth-while manhood
and womanhood. Build your boat strong that
you may resist all the winds of life and reach the
There are somz who spend ti.rnc a:i mnionNy 'n
beautiful wood for the bow and tern of their ves-
sel. The outer appearance is the chief thing in
their minds, so they buy such t \pii t oo'ds tor
the fittings of the ship that cheap timber must be
used for the beams and ribs of the boar. These
boats are hardly ever heard of again after they sail,
for they were not built to face the tempests.
Others, pleasure bent, spend their time in amuse-
ment and idleness while the timber warps in the
sun until it is no longer fit for use. If their cap-
tains delay too long they can build no ship whatso-
ever, but must be content to cruise about on a rude
raft, never daring to venture toward the far-off
harbor because of the unseaworthiness of their
But there are other captains who know the dif-
ficulty of the way to the harbor of worth-while
manhood and womanhood, who realize the dangers
of the reef and the false lights of wreckers along
the shore; and these captains and builders form
the beams and ribs of their boat of stoutest pine,
that most enduring of woods. The boat is built
with care, there are no moments of rest and idle-
ness during which the elements can destroy the
work already done. No; there is no rest until the
ship is complete. Strong and sure of himself and
the boat, the captain sails forth. How strange it
is that his boat, on which no time was spent in
making it beautiful, should seem far more beauti-
ful than the useless boats built with rare woods
from the Orient, the boats that fail to reach port.
There is beauty in its strength, and almost gran-
deur in its simplicity. With his chart in hand,
the captain sails the sea of life. He avoids its dan-
gers and when, through some mischance, he sees an
iceberg before him or feels the grasp of a sand bar,
the strength of his ship enables him to corime
through the ordeal unchanged; and with sails
flying he reaches his harbor at last.
Our characters are our ships; they are what we
make them, seaworthy or unseaworthy. Build
them strong; avoid evil that you may weather the
storms of life. Do not carve and ornament your
ship with the intricate fabrications of falsehood.
While you carve, worms may be eating the ribs
and boring holes in the bottom of your vessel.
Be honest, for honesty is the mast of pine, holding
the sail which catches the wind and makes the
voyage possible. Build the beams and ribs of
Self-reliance and Dependability, qualities which
are necessary to a good life. Keep your craft
clean with Pure Thought and Clean Living. If
decorations are necessary, ornament your ship
with the carvings of "Good Deeds" and "Kindli-
ness;" for these are a credit to the captain. Above
all, anchor your ship in time of trouble with
"Friendliness," calk the seams with "Temper-
ance," and rivet the timbers together with
"Thoughtfulness" and "Unselfishness; and you
will be sure to reach that harbor toward which we
all are straining, the harbor of Wholesome Man-
hood and Womanhood.
So, on in your ship
O'er the sea of life!
Of the shoals and the reefs beware!
There are lighthouses
All along the way
For the ship that is built with care.
HABITS OF SCHOOL LIFE.
Education is a preparation for life. No matter
what course we pursue, be it science, mathematics,
bu.;in s, or l.iii- i.u ..h l.r r the course, it
is to prepare us for life.
"The man makes the habits, and then the habits
make the man." We have all heard this .. i_',
and we all know what it means, but how many
heed the hidden warning of the words?
It is in school that we form the lasting habits of
life. We do our work well, neatly, carefully; or
we do it slovenly, and in a haphazard way; and
our manner of doing things in school sticks to us.
If we are careful of all our school work we will be
careful of our work after school. Care, tidiness,
neatness, accuracy, and speed are the leading
qualities that insure success. By forming the
habits of these qualifications in school, we prepare
ourselves for inevitable success in life.
WORKING A WAY OUT OF POVERTY.
Frances Greene, '26.
As Edward Bok says: Poverty is one of the
best things in the world to experience, but not to
stay in permanently. It seems a rather hopeless
task for a boy, born to poverty and want and lack-
ing an ...lu,:.ri..i. to rise out of his environment
to prosperity. It can be done, however; a fact
that has been proved by countless thousands.
Ambition is the first requirement for such a
change. An inner fire must urge one on. It may
be for ourselves or someone else, but the incentive
and the will to do must be there. One must over-
come difficulties with an "I can," instead of sub-
mitting with a weak, "I can't," at the first sign of
The second requirement is persistence in per-
fecting any work one may do, and getting ready
for more important work. It is not enough to do
your work well; you must do it better than any-
one else. Look for the opportunity of learning
more. Prepare yourself to be able to take over the
work of the man higher up, at a minute's notice.
The third requirement is education. In any
big city there are always night schools to be at-
tended. Put a good share of your leisure in study,
for it will pay. Not only do you learn the rudi-
ments of knowledge in school, but you learn the
latest business methods. Read. Read all you
can of any kind of paper, book, or magazine which
has useful material in it. Try to get books that
will improve your English, and observe what you
read. Try to make friends of people that have an
education or people that have knowledge which will
be of use to you.
If a person honestly desires to better himself he
can, despite impediments.
THE STUDENT'S CREED.
Leon IL'eiss, '25.
I believe that education is the foundation of
greatness, and that it results in the progress of
Civilization and Humanity.
I believe that the school is the basis on which a
nation's greatness, enterprise, and advancement
I believe that the progress of the United States
in the past few hundred years has been fostered,
guarded, and developed by the persistent search
I believe that the ambition of Americans should
be to acquire an excellent education.
I believe that knowledge is power, and that only
with education can the building of a nation be
BERNARD L. Boss.
HELEN L. CURRIER.
A. B., University of Minnesota.
Supervisor of Public School Music.
MYRTLE A. DOLAN.
Nebraska Wesleyan University.
Gregg Normal School, Chicago, Illinois.
LESTER S. FLINT.
B. S., Tufts College.
OLGA J. FROST.
A. B., Mount St. Vincent-on-the-Hudson.
Spanish and French.
GARNET V. GROVER.
B. S., Kansas State Agricultural College.
A. B., State University of South Dakota.
Post Graduate Work, Columbia University.
THos. R. KING.
Beloit College, Wisconsin.
Stout Institute, Wisconsin.
University of Wisconsin, Wisconsin.
Supervisor, Industrial Arts.
ULVA L. LAWS.
A. B., Wesleyan University.
HELEN C. SANDFORD.
A. B., Syracuse University.
Post Graduate Work, Columbia University.
GRACE L. SHERMAN.
A. B., Ohio University.
Post Graduate Work, University of California.
Macalester College, St. Paul, Minnesota.
Rasmussen Business College, Minnesota.
MYRTLE M. WHALEY.
A. B., University of Washington.
Post Graduate Work, Columbia University.
English and Commercial Subjects.
MARGARET MARY WOOD.
B. Ped., University of Wyoming.
B. S., University of Washington.
A. M., Columbia University.
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I'ice President.-DOI)oLA.s CRI'm.
Secrtcart..-J AME BI R(GOIUN.
Trevasrer. -J OHN TA roM.
Cl(ss .Idvi.or--MLss SHERMAN.
Class Colors.-Blue and yellow.
Class llotto.-Adelante, siempre adelante!
DE YOUNG, RENA
HAMMER, IDA RCTH
HARDEVELD, JACOB \AN
MANiLEV, ELIZAB ETH
S ANZIOLA, NICHOL.A
Si.LLIVAN, PA L
\\OODRU FF, MARGAREl
ATTAWAY, MRS. E. F.
COOPER, ETHEL H.
GRANT, MRS. ISABEL R.
MICGRATnH, ELOli E
SEIFERT, MRS. C. N.
JOHN DOUGLAS CROSS.
"I am a part of all that I have met."
1923-Editor of Sophomore Souvenir.
1924-Assistant Business Manager of ZONIAN.
1925-Editor of ZONIAN.
1924-25-Glee Club and Orchestra.
"Silence is the perfect herald of joy;
I were but little happy, if I could say how much."
1924-Class Vice President.
1925-Class Vice President.
JAMES F. BURGOON.
JOHN FLETCHER TATOM.
"The first of his own merit makes his own war."
1922-23-Cristobal High School.
1924-Baseball and Basket ball.
1925-Track and Swimming.
1925-Baseball Manager and Baseball Team.
1925-Business Manager of ZoNIAN,
1925-Captain of Basket ball team
"A lion among the ladies is a most dreadful thing."
1922-Pensacola High School.
1923-"The Ghost Story."
1923-"The Glory of the World."
1923-Business Manager of Sophomore Souvenir.
1924-Class Secretary and Treasurer.
"As the west winds, that passing cool and sweet
O'er desert places, leaves them fields and flowers."
1922-Schenactady High School
1923-24-; :--(h., Club.
JACOB ARNOLD VAN HARDEVELD.
"I dare do all that may become a man; who dares do more
1922-23-24-Phoenix Union High School.
ANNA JULIA ZIDBECK.
"Within her tender eyes
The heaven of April with its changing light."
"Her voice was ever soft, gentle and low,
An excellent thing in woman."
"Knowledge is power."
A. EARLE GERRANS.
"Give us some music."
-"The Glory of the World."
-"The Shamrock Minstrels."
-Society Editor of Sophomore Souvenir.
-Exchange Editor of ZONIAN.
-Literary Editor of ZosiAN.
1924-Basket ball and Tennis.
I\MARGARET STAFFORD WOODRI.FF.
"Friends I have made, whom envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend."
1922-23-24-Holton Arms School.
LUCIE WRIGHT FRANKLIN.
Washington, D. C.
"For this is wisdom-to love-to live."
1923-"The Glory of the World."
T ETHE ZONIAN.
RENA MARY DE YOUNG.
"If eyes were made for seeing,
Then beauty is its own excuse for being."
1. :,: .: I ..I ,.
1925-Society Editor of the ZONIAN.
WILLIAM B. ALLEN.
"Alh-he sits high in all the people's hearts."
1922-23-24-25-Track and Swimming.
I.ORETIA LO.'ISE KOCHER.
"Golden hair-like sunlight streaming."
FLORENCE GERDA TONNESON.
"There's sleeping aplenty in the grave."
1924-25-Indoor Baseball and Bowling.
i 7THF ZO(NIAN.
L J j
THE ZONIAN. i<
CONSTANCE ADELAIDE GRAFF.
Culebra, Canal Zone.
"You with your soft eyes darkly lashed and shaded
Your red lips like a living, lIru'hiin rose."
JAMES WOODRiF F, JR.
"Laugh not too much."
1922--Secretiar of lFreshman Class.
92;--Directress of Follies.
1922-23-24-Alexander High School.
PAU. A. SULLIVAN.
GEORGE I). GREGORY.
"Sigh no more, lad sigh no more-
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in e I and one on shore
To one thirg consrta:- -ne er.'
19122-23-24-Far Rockaway Hi'gh School.
1)2;-- Uher for Senior Play.
"In joys, in grief, in triumphs, in retreat,
Great always, without aiming to he gre tr.
1922-23-24-25-Basket ball, Base:ball, and Track.
1925 -Captain Baseball Team.
1925-Athletic Editor of the ZoXIs'.
20 THE ZONIAN.
Patu. DIRAN M.
"Why then, the world's my oyster,
Which I with sword will open."
1923-"Legend of Sleepy Hollow."
1923-"The Ghost Story."
1923-"The Shamrock Minstrels."
1924-Assistant Circulating Manager of Z'ox-i
1925-Circulation Manager of ZONIAN.
1925-Captain of Track Team.
RUTH IRENE BRENEMAN.
"There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip."
1922-23-Saint Elizabeth's Academy.
MARYON PATRICIA I.OCKEN.
"She looks as clear as morning roses,
Newly washed with dew."
1923-"The Ghost Story."
I024--Society Editor of ZosNAN.
ElIHEL BEATRICE VAINI).
"Her body was so slight it seems she could have floated in the
And with the angelic choir made a symphony."
1924-Literary Editor of ZoxiAx.
1925-Alumni Editor of ZONIAN.
22 THE ZONIAN.
HELENE SHAVER GRIMISON.
"Look to the blowing rose about us;
'So, laughing,' she says,
'Into the world I go'."
FRANCES RALPH CLEMENTS.
-"The Glory of the World."
Washington, D. C.
"My only books were woman's looks,
And folly's all they've taught me."
MARY JACQUELINE PEACE.
OLIVER EI'GENE SCHROYER.
"An honest man is the noblest work of God."
T923-Assistant Joke Editor of Sophomore Souvenir.
Washington, D. C.
"Oh, amber eyes-oh, golden eyes!
Oh eyes so softly gay!
Wherein swift fancies fall and rice
Grow dark and fade away."
1925-Senior Play Committee.
ELEANOR ELIZABETH AYERS.
"Your hair is golden, as the teneter tints of sunshine."
1922-"The Glory of the \orld,'""T he Shamrock Minstrels"
Typist for Sophomore Souvenir.
NICHOLAS STANZIOLA S.
"Though modest, on his unembarrassed brow nature had
"Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken hearted."
IDA RtITH HAMMER. 1922-23-24-Glee Club.
"That caressing and exquisite grace ever
present, which just a few women possess."
1923-Captain of Water Polo Team.
1923-Art Editor of Sophomore Souvenir.
2i THE ZON1 AN.
!i~1.`I ~A ~ i
EDITH ISABEI.E TROWBRIDGF.
Ancon, Canal Zone.
"On with the dance!
Let joy be unconfined."
1922-23-Cristobal High School.
1925-Follies of B. H. S.
LEON J. WEISS.
"Leon's our salad: In him we see
Oil, vingear, salt, and sugar agree."
1923-Class Vice President.
1923-Joke Editor of Sophomore Souvenir.
1923-"The Glory of the World."
1923-"The Shamrock Minstrels."
THERRESSA ELMIRA BETZ.
"The sweetest thing on earth, a woman's tongue,
A string which hath no discord."
1922-23-Cristobal High School.
1924-25-Basket hall and Indoor Baseball.
1925-Athletic Editor of ZONIAx.
"To me more dear, congenial to my heart
One native charm than all the gloss of art."
1922-"The Glory of the World."
GRACE CAROL RIcBY.
"Myself when young did eagerly frequent,
Both doctor and saint and heard great argument."
1922-23-Evanstown High School.
W illiam Allen.........
Eleanor Avers .
Theressa Betz ......
Ruth Breneman .......
Rena de 'tILuni .........
Paul Duran M.......
Dir,,rh,. Fa.itman ....
I.uie Wri ghr Franklin.
Earle Gerrans.. ......
Ida Ruth Hammer .....
Jacob Van Hardeveld...
M ary Peace............
Oliver Schroyer .....
Paul Sullivan ........
John Tatom ..........
Floren.te Tunne run.
I .en Weiss
M.,re rrer uodlruff
illy.... His athletic appearance.
Nor-Nor. Her smile .............
Tebby... Her serious air........
Rufus.. Her Amazon-like build.
Kay .... Her wavy hair.......
Buster His laugh............
Clem.... His height...........
Doug... His smile ............
Dee.... Her curls............
Pau..... His sheik-like ways ...
Dot.... Her executive ability..
Lucie.... Her drawl ............
Earle... His laugh.........
Connie. Her beauty .......
2 G. D....
7 Hel. . .
99 Pat... .
10 Al. .....
179 Flo ....
I I ed
Io | Pedee.
His good complexion...
Her baby talk.........
His casual manner.....
Her impetuosity ......
Her giggle ...........
Her height. ..........
Her sweet nature.....
His small stature......
His curly hair.........
H is uni.ibtltt .......
Her red hair
His d ,rk skin
Hi, dra l .
Her A.k .
I'll fix it up! .......
D earie! ...... .....
For the love of cats!
I know it!. ..........
At the pool.............
At the clubhouse............
At Annie's house............
On a motorcycle.........
On the links. .......... ..
At the gym...............
These girls!........ At the gym.....
Drop dead!....... At Dot's house..
My word!......... At home ......
Order, please! ...
Oh, for crying out
At Ancon ... ...... . .
At K v' house .. ..........
At the Union Club...........
Good grief!........ In the pool room..........
Heavens!......... (She refuses to tell, ....
Yeah!............. At Fort Amador......... .
Hello!.............. In Dick's car......
Reahlly!............ At the Century Club........
Blah!............. At the garage ........ ....
N aow!............. At the lihr ir ..............
Listen!... ....... In an .luioniubile ........
'Ray for the Irish! In the typing room..........
Oh, ugi.ir'........ In a green Paige...........
But, Rih, Hopkins,. At Quarry Heights........
I don't wpree'. At home............. .....
Now, nMli. Shermn ir. In the hospital grounds......
I'm getting dumber!. At the clubhouse..........
Gee, whiz!........ At any ball game........
Tha.r',s r.iight good! At Pedr. Miguel
Honestl','! At the Coroz:il Poi Ex.ch.ing.
NM hta.rt' At .in', dance
,..-night I'm going' i\\e uon't tell i
Oh, dear' At Toonerville
Your l,,rn rootin'! In Chem. lab
But, gee, man! On the Roru'er
For Pete's .ak I On Quarry Heights
Est.ce ,lue je snis? In the back of the phone boi,k
D ivrn .............
\\i rkinL .............
H urrying ............
ri ,i r, ... ..........
Gulfini ............. .
Playing basket ball ..
Playing basket ball....
Arousing envy by her
Talking about himself.
Playing the violin......
Going home 7th period.
To be a surgeon.
To work in a business office.
To do missionary work in
To be a stenographer.
To be a musician.
To be a professional basket
To be a professional basket
To be an architect.
To be a private secretary.
To be a toreador.
To be a violinist.
To have a %ifeli career.
Playing the piano...... To work in a dentist's office.
Dreaming............ To have her dreams come
Lying down in class.... To sell automobiles.
Dancing............. To be a success.
Acting in amateur the- To act on the legitimate
Working.............. To own i newspaper.
Getting teased...... To he .i school teacher.
Dancing............. To be what she is now (she
Getting in trouble.... To be a private secretary.
Riding............... To be a stenographer.
Dancing ............ To marry a million.rire.
Re din .. ..... .. .. To be a doctor.
Coveting bobbed hair.. To be a cosrume designer.
Answering in der.iil .. To be n.nager of the jockey
likingg ............ To be a stable owner
Viitint Fmilv ... To., be a second Babe Ruth.
i Ch.ising the girls To go to Annpiolh.
I V:i\ ing the piano I'. o go to busine.. college.
Going out To be a nun.
Studying .. To be atenogr,'iper.
Listening in .To be 1 r.dio engineer
Pli. ine tennis T, go t Annapoli.
Swimming. . To travel.
Ruinn'ng To be a stenogr.apher.
TAKE COURAGE, FRESHIES!
WE, THE AUGUST SENIORS, LOOKED LIKE THIS IN 1921.
Rena De LYian, '2.
When Freshmen, we were like herded sheep
The world seemed dark and dreary,
All thought us green and half asleep
And we at times grew weary.
At last through hard and steady work,
The goal we sought is now attained.
As Seniors we have made our mark,
And joy and gladness gained.
THE CLASS OF '25.
Ethel lI ainio, '2_5.
We shall not pass this way again, We regret not any one of them,
So before we say good-bye, Nor anything we've done,
We'll breathe a prayer, if not in vain, And our memory will be a gem
For the years that have slipped by. Of each and every one.
Our teachers and classmates all will share
A place in our busy mind
And we'll ever praise the school so dear,
Which we shall have left behind.
Sf ~ c ~:j:li
i'ce President.-BYRNE HITCHINGS.
Secretary and Tr2easurter.-HATTIE BELLE RADEIR.
Class Aidvisor-Miss FROsr.
GILL, HARRIER TTE
LOWE, MARY JOE
McCONAGHY, M ARY
READER, HATTIE BELLE
\HI IAKER, CHARLOITE
President (First semester).-FRED HOLZAPFEL.
President (Second semester).--LEoN GREENE.
Secretary and TreasurTer.--WILIAMI MENGES.
Class, .dvisor-MIss HoPKINS.
BRU LAND, MARGARE'I
GRANBI RY, ELIZABETH
KNABENSHI E, KARI
S l'ND0riST, KATHERINE
VAN SICLEN, NWII.AM
\ ILLOUGHBY, AGNES
I r *Ir ,n I. I
Vice President.-R ITH HU EBNER.
Secretarv.-SARA I) LA. PENA.
Class .ddcisor-- Mss WHAL.E.
President.-HA RRY GRANBERRY.
I'ice President.-FRANK ARNODI).
Secretary.-CA :.OS MII .LER.
Class .ld:'isor- MR. FI'NT.
DE CASTRO, JACK
DE IA PENA, SARAH
DE PAREDES, RAUI.
KERR, Lol ISE
McCONAGHV, MARGARE .
RE' NOL)S, HELEN
St IMNER, MARGARET
VAN SICIEN, NATILDA
WILSON, EMILY MAY
We, the Seniors of Balboa High School, in the
year of Our Lord, one thousand nine hundred and
twenty-five, being of sane mind and reason, and
being about to pass from the life of school to the
life beyond, do make and sign this LAST WILL
AND TESTA M NT, declaring null and void an
other will or wills made by us. We appoint the
Freshmen executors of this will and warn them to
see that it is carried out in every detail.
To the faculty we leave our deep appreciation
for all they have done for us, and the memory of
the years they have spent with us.
To the Juniors we leave the right to be called
"Seniors," and to occupy our places in the assem-
bly and in classes.
To all the classes we leave the right to work for,
and finally to earn, diplomas.
Possessing many individual gifts, we wish to
bequeath them as follows:
To Richard Engelke, Dorothy Eastman leaves
her position as Senior President. We know that
Richard will fill this as well as Dorothy has, for
both are capable.
Douglas Cross, being of an extremely generous
nature, wishes to leave to Charles Jackson, a few
feet of his magnificent height.
From the depths of his benevolent nature,
James Burgoon leaves his undying love for ath-
letics to Newton Warwick. (This must be cul-
tivated by hard work, but it pays in the end.)
To Marian Slavin, Eleanor A\ers readily re-
linquishes her habit of coming to school with all
her lessons prepared.
To many members of the lower classes, whose
names it is deemed best not to mention, Theressa
Betz leaves her quiet and unobtrusive bearing.
Not being able to appreciate to the fullest ex-
tent the trials and tribulations of a person with
straight hair, Rena De Young has decided to leave
to Anna Knapp her beautiful curls.
To Bert Betz, Ralph Clements desires to give
his happy-,i i-lucky nature, and his habit of taking
life as a joke.
I.\sT1 \\I.L AND) TFS'ITA'
\IENT OF SENIORS,'.
--~- ----- -^
Since he possesses great dramatic ability, Paul
Duran wishes to bequeath this to the entire
school, and he prays that the lower classmen make
use of it.
After deep consideration and much weighing
of different points, Paul Sullivan has decided to
relinquish to Emilie Conley his good humor and
To all the uawk% freshrnen, James \\oodruff
leaves his very trim appearance.
To A~gnls illouhghby, Margaret \\'nodrufft
gives her pep and her willingness to lend a help-
Realizing the urgency of the occasion, Mary
Peace has decided to relinquish to Eugenia Tur-
nipseed her ability to have and to hold a girl chum.
Maryon Locken readily relinquishes to Ada
Jackson all the qualities which tend to make her an
Lucie Wright Franklin bequeathes to Elizabeth
Whaler her slender figure and the secrets of ac-
Katharine Brown in view of the urgency of the
occasion, leaves to Norbert Jones her quiet bear-
ing and her habit of speaking only when she is
To Lucy Sudron, Constance Graff leaves her
queenly dignity .
Realizing the absolute necessity of the action,
Agnes McDade leaves to Grace Domell her skill
To Vir'inia Robinson, Ida Ruth Hammer leaves
her ability to flirt successfully, as she will no longer
have use for it.
After deep consideration, Loretta Kocher has
determined to relinquish her hairpins to Naenia
Baxter, charging her to keep them, and never give
To Leslie Banan, Jacob van Hardeveld leaves
his quiet and calm manner in an emergency.
Realizing how hard it must be for a short person
to be seen in crowd, .Alce Oliver leaves to Marian
Allen a few feet of her majestic height.
Knowing the danger into which lack of study can
draw one, Nicholas Stanziola leaves to Joe McKay
his studious habits.
From the depths of her profound nature, Flor-
ence Robinson wishes to bequeath to Catherine
Miller her deep respect and regard for the faculty.
Realizing the trials and heartfelt depression of
one who practices much, Earl Gerrans leaves his
remarkable ability to play the piano to Fred
We know that Sara de la Pefia will appreciate
the fact that Ruth Breneman kindly gives to her
her total lack of formality.
Realizing the great benefits that a foreign lan-
guage may hold, Julia Zidbeck relinquishes to
Rose Palacio her knowledge of French.
To Lucie Jitdr.,, Ethel Wainio leaves her
scholarly habits and the ability to keep her name
off the flirik.r,' list."
Not being able to understand why a person
should keep a strict, stern face all the time, Hel-
ene Grimison leaves to Helen Hendricksen her
cheery smile and beautiful dimples.
Seeing that Mary McConaghy is always in a
hurry, and very quick, Carol Rigby wishes to
give to Mary her slow and deliberate manner.
After much thought, Oliver Schrover has de-
cided to relinquish to Isabelle Dixon, his ability
to talk and to use his hands while talking.
To Florence Peterson, Edith Trowbridge readily
relinquishes her small figure.
Leon Weiss has decided to leave to James Perry
his ability to bluff his way through school.
Knowing Hattie Belle Rader's need for his gift,
John Tatom wishes to give to that young lady
his Southern drawl.
Florence Tonneson readily relinquishes to Eloise
Loring the ability to be an all-around athlete.
Understanding that hard work and close atten-
tion in class is never necessary, George Gregory
leaves to \Ilrl.in Halloran his ability to loll and
rest in class.
In witness whereof, the said Senior Class of 192;
have hereunder set our hand this first day of June.
THE SENIORS OF '2;.
View oi Balboa Prado with Administration Building in the distance.
D.'.,t,:i.- -,'tt'Lw w,'a '2j.
Droning in a sing-song tone some chant of the
East, the shriveled little man in faded blue silk
turban sat sifting sand tirelessly through his
wrinkled yellow fingers. He was seated cross-
legged on a tawdry Algerian carpet in the middle
of a busy bazaar in India, and was clothed in the
all-cn .eloping robe of dull blue girdled in orange,
common to merchants of India. His chant rose
and fell, growing in depth and then thinning out
into shrill minor cadences; and as he sang, he
rocked backward and forward, endlessly sifting
the sand from the big brass bowl onto the carved
wooden tray at his feet.
Against my will, I paused to watch him; and
as my shadow fell across the sand at his feet, he
stopped abruptly and raised his head. I was con-
scious of a thrill of dread; for his eyes, dull caverns
burning with mystic fire, were so large that in con-
trast with the sunken cheeks and pale lips, they
lent a touch of mysticism to the oriental. A mo-
ment he gazed almost fiercely while I inwardly
trembled, and then he spoke in English, making
the well-known langu:gc beautiful with the lan-
gorous, colorful accent of the East, "Your fortune,
would you not like to have it told? See, I blow
on this sand and it forms pictures, pictures por-
traying the future. You must have a lovely for-
tune; let me tell it." As he -Rpoke, he patted the
sand lovingly. UI'nillingly I allowed him to bring
out from the dusky interior of the little store be-
hind him a carved stool and I sat down. As I
seated myself he pulled his robes about him and
gazcl fixedly into my eyes for a moment. Then
he began a weird chant; and as he chanted, he
poured sand in little heaps in a wooden tray. Ab-
rupiirl his chant ceased; and, curious in spite of
myself, I leaned forward. He bent low over the
tray and began to blow; little whirls of sand arose;
and then as I watched I saw, in the middle of the
tray, s.mnicthini !ciuin to take form. At last he
ceased lIIh ing' and the last grain of sand fell into
place. There in the sand was sculptured in bas-
relief a tiny violin. My dearest dreams were to
I rose to go, tossing the sunken-eyed man some
copper coins; but he stayed m.- with one shriveled
outstretched hand: "Stay, would you not like to
know the future of some of your friends?" The
idea appealed; I acknowledged it; and after some
hesitation I sat down again, and told him that I
would like to see the futures of the members of the
class of '25 of Balboa High School, the class that
had meant so much to me.
Again, he gazed into my eyes until he seemed to
tap the sources of memory for my friends; then
again sifting his sand, he began. Upon his re-
quest I named the first whose fortune I wished to
see and thought of her v.'hile the sand shifted.
"Agnes," I said, "let me see what will become of
.AAnes." Faster the sand whirled and faster, and
then it was still. And there lay, what was it?
A laurel crown. "Fame," cried the old man,
"fame to you with the melodies you draw from
your instrument and the laurel crown to your
friend." Next the fortune of Douglas Cross was
disclosed. At first, I was disappointed; all I
could see was lots of little cone-like projections.
"\What is this?" I asked. "He will be rich, his
money earned through oil, found by accident."
After that, his psychic strength increasing, the
prophecies came one after another; and as I looked
into the future I saw each of my classmates em-
ployed in his profession. John Tatom and James
W'oodrutT are officers on the U. S. S. Rochestr, and
George Gregory is a M1ajor-General in the Army.
Paul Sulli'an, it appears, is a bishop, while Ther-
essa Betz, supported by her church, is a missionary
in Africa. Paul Duran, symbh.lized in the sand
by a winged foot, is a famous runner. Likewise
starring in athletics are Katharine Brown, wom-
an's golf champi'-n of the world; William Allen,
world's champion diver; Ralph Clements, all-
around athlete in the Olympics; and Florence
Tonneson, said to know more about basket ball
than anyone else in the world, coach of teams in
the largest college in the States. Carol Rigby is
spending her life traveling. She is writing articles
for Asia. James Burgoon is to be our next Presi-
dent. Nicolas Stanziola is a lecturer on South
America who is very much in demand at the pres-
ent moment. Oliver Schroyer is one of Wall
Street's shrewdest business men, and Ruth Bren-
eman is his confidential secretary. M.m in Lock-
en, it appear, is private secretary in a Spanish
Legation in Washington. She has already made
three trips abroad to refresh her Spanish. Mary
Peace is leader of the smart set in New York and
rumor has it that she is engaged to the son of one of
the proudest families there. In the same set we
find Loretta Kocher a prominent member. J. V.
Hardeveld is a shrewd business man. Helene is a
stcncgraphli-r, but the signs have it that she will be
married soon. To Eleanor Ayers, Ida Hammer,
Julia Zidbeck, Ethel Wainio, Margaret W\\ .lr ru',
and Edith Tr,., bridJL-, wedding rings were shown
as symbolical of their future. Constance Graffis
a society belle in Newport, although her last
name is changed. Earl Gerrans is playing on
Broadway when he isn't plying his trade of dentist.
Leon Weiss is an electrical engineer of great promise
and is sure to be a success. Florence Robinson
teaches English in Wellesley, and Alice Oliver
is athletic instructress at New Haven Athletic
School. Lucie Wright Franklin is noted for dis-
coveries in the field of :irhe..l,.L', made during
her trips around the world with her husband.
Last, but not least, the little man showed me
how my classmate Rena has had phenomenal
success in business, rising from private secretary
in an office to the secretary of the president.
It was finished. I had heard from all of my
classmates; no one from my class was poor, un-
successful, or a failure. I stood up, poured into
the outstretched hand of the seller of fortunes a
stream of copper coins, and departed. As I reached
the corner, impelled by a thrill of wonder and
dread, I glanced back. The little old man was still
seated singing his shrill chant as he rocked back-
ward and forward, tirelessly sifting the sand
through his yellow fingers.
Miraflores Locks at night.
KNIGHTHOOD OF 1925.
The "Palace of Knowledge" was appallingly
silent; not a sound disturbed its tranquil peace.
King Bernard's "Knights of Freshmen" were
holding council in the great hall. The monarch's
voice echoed and re-echoed on the gray stone
"Good knights, you are about to start out on a
four years' journey in search of a great treasure
called 'Diploma'. The way will be steep in
places; at times you will lose courage and become
despondent. But I will advise and urge you to
carry on, for at the end of the trial you will find
your great reward.
"In order to accomplish this feat with success
you must also abide by the rules just read to you.
For those who do not, there will be the shameful
and distasteful mock of failure. You have chosen
your leader, Sir Malr'. i n of Locken, who is, I know,
competent and well able to be your guide.
"So bravely forward, 'Soldiers of Work,' and
may God be with you." As the king uttered
these last words, he turned and left the room.
The day of the journey dawned bright and clear.
The knights bade farewell and with their captain
started forward. That night as they rested by
the roadside, a band of robbers from "Upper Class
Men" attacked them. The cruel invaders took
their .hlliuL' mantles and smeared their faces with
grease, but Sir Maryon fought bravely and finally
led his men to victory.
Some of the foes were captured and it was de-
cided that they should be tried and convicted be-
fore a throng of people from the surrounding
At the trial a heavy sentence was inflicted upon
the evildoers whereat there was great feasting and
-i,.i'ikin.' thr-ir.,ugh. it the night. Such powers had
the L.nrlr. shown that Sir Booz, of the mighty
Clubhouse, called for the trial to be repeated as
an example to all who dwelt in the land of Balboa.
The next in. rnirnI the "Crusaders" resumed their
journey. During the course of time many tour-
naments were held, the greatest being in the last
month of the first year. The "King of Tests"
had offered rewards to those who would be able
to overthrow the strongest power in the kingdom-
"Exams." Sir Mar on and his followers competed
in the contest, and all but six were successtul-so
ended the first year.
After three months of joy in the "Catle rnt Fun"
the group assembled to choose a new leader and
make plans for the coming year. Thcy had re-
ceived their first badge of success thus becoming
the "Knights of Sophomore." Sir Dorothy of
Eastman received the great honor of being chosen
their future commander-in-chief.
After a week of conference they made read:. oncl
more. As they neared a forest, a fortnight later,
they came in sight of a dwelling. Being tired and
weary, they entered to rest. There they gathered
around the fire, and they sang ballads fitting their
own words of valor and strength. .A, the hour
of midnight approached, they heard strange nuose-;
curiosity compelled them to look from the n mdou.
Below, in the cold moonlight, they saw witches,
ghosts, fairies; ah, it was the hour and time for the
"Spirits of Hallowe'en" to make merr! \\'hat
joy! What freedom! Why not join them-for
was not to-morrow another day of toil ?
Month after month the gallant soldiers plodded
onward. At the end of another eight moons they
had but one event to accomplish. They must
reach the summit of the "Hill of Ancon" before
sunset. Upward, upward they climbed until full
of fatigue but joyful, they come to the top; need-
less to -a\ there was much feasting. The told
legends, becoming so enchanted with them, that
they scarcely noticed the people called "Scrubs"
As the moon began to wane, Sir Djroth ad-
dressed his knights saying: "Good Knights of
King Bernard, we have again come a year nearer
to the end of our journey. You have accomplished
much, so therefore we shall writedown these events
on a scroll always to be kept and remembered.
It shall be known as the 'Sophomore Souvenir;'
let us then gather together our material. The
names of those who still remain in the conquest
shall be inscribed upon the first page. We shall
tell of our encounter with the 'Irish Minstrel'
C -'l, ll 'hr /. fj y, '5-.
and also of the Christmas fairy who helped us
with the tournament bestowing upon us 'The
Glory of the World.' This done you shall go
and not return for three months more."
Time passed. An October day found our
heroes proclaiming Sir Dorothy their leader for
the remaining two years-for was he not success-
ful, ambitious, and beyond reproach?
Before starting anew they gathered together as
the "Knights of Juniors" and drank to the health
of the future.
For a great length of time they went along. On
a dull day in February, they passed through a town
whose inhabitants were starving from want of
food. The loyal knights fed the hungry crowd.
They were praised for their noble action, and the
"King of .~I.n.," gave to them the payment of
"'FunIl" which they would need for future use.
On they passed, helping the poir by holding fairs
and creating much pleasure for those in great need.
The "Emperor of Gaiety" heard of the famous
men and commanded them to meet in his castle
of Tivoli. There followed a great ball and then
a banquet, the knights acting as hosts. So ended
the third year.
The "Knights of Seniors" are now nearing the
end of their journey. How glad they are and vet
there is a feeling of sadness. In their Scroll are
written the many events of the past, for the years
have slipped by and they have carried on success-
fully. The few months that remain hold happi-
ness and fame; and may other knights who follow
have as pleasant reminders as these:
The Year 1921-1922.
"Battle of Upper Classmen-Trial and Con-
The Year 1922-1923.
"The Gathering of Hallowe'en Spirits."
"The Life of an Irish Minstrel told and re-
"Writing of Scroll, Sophomore Souvenir."
"The Bestowal of the Glory of the World."
"The Climbing of the Hill of Ancon."
The Year 1923-1924.
"The Feast and First Gathering of the
Knights of Juniors."
"The Feeding of the Hungry."
"The Fairs and Funds."
"The Ball and Banquet in honor of knights
called Seniors or the class of '24."
The Year of 1924-1925.
"The Carrying on of the Scroll (with name
changed to Zonian of Seniors).
"The Tournament of The Three Amazons."
As the knights looked over his list, Sir Dorothy
with a sparkling light in his dark eyes said:
"Oh, Knights, beloved Crusaders of Bernard, you
have but two months more before you will set out
alone in quests all over the world. In the month
of May, we will gather in the great Palace once
more where you will be given great feast by the
"Nobles of Under Classmen." You will soon
receive the reward for which you have striven so
hard. Be brave, for the end is nearly here and
May you go on through life successfully and
from time to time may this song be heard on your
"As the years go drifting by,
Thoughts come back to me,
Days in old Balboa High
Happy as could be.
But the memories are left
And they're so dear to me,
For all four years were
Full of fun and pep,
In Balboa High."
THE QUEST OF A PIN.
Dorothy Eastman, '25.
Forth to the world went the heralds,
Their clear-toned message hear,
"Oh, ye knights and ye fair ladies,
Come, by all ye may hold dear.
"Return to the huge stone courtroom
Where oftimes ye have met,
A matter of great importance;
The minds of all doth fret.
"Return and that right quickly."
The wandering heralds said;
Thirty-three knights and ladies
Followed where they led.
With awe into the courtroom
They came both one and all;
The cries of the crowd of nobles
Resounded through the hall.
"O, calm yourselves, my ladies;
Calm yourselves, ye men."
The leader rapped for order
He did it again and again.
"We meet this day," said the leader-
"If ye haste 'twill not take long-
We meet to choose an emblem
Of the rank to which ye belong:
"The rank of the class of Seniors,
The highest rank, they say,
Which the common lad and maiden
Attains, this time of day.
"Here ye see an emblem
With bright gems circled 'round.
If ye like not its dainty semblance,
Another can be found.
"Here is one of onyx
The stone that many wear.
Speak, which are ye for?
The two are passing fair.
"Ay, speak, ye knights and ladies,
But speak ye one by one.
Ay, ye good Sir Knight William
By ye, the fights' begun."
Sir William stood right smartly,
A man of wit and might,
"I, for the pin of onyx, Sir,
The stone as black as night."
"Ay." said the leader, "ay, laddie
What hath ye now to tell?"
"Sir," quoth fair lady Mary
"I, also, like it well."
"'Tis good, and now that several
Their wishes do explain
If ye choose not sagely,
Ye, alone, are to blame."
But then up rose a lady,
Who said in manner grand,
"Sir, indeed I fain would rather
A ring to grace my hand."
Up sprang the great Sir Buster,
"What think you, Lady Ruth,
That knight as strong and bold as I
Would want of rings, forsooth?"
Up sprang Sir John, the Jolly,
Up sprang Sir Douglas True,
And up sprang all the others,
Ay, all the ladies too.
In vain the weary leader,
To calm them did essay.
He rapped 'til his scepter was sundered.
But they would have their say.
At length, spent and broken,
He glanced at the dial in the sun;
And knew 'twas the time for parting,
E'en e'er the task was begun.
With a sigh he turned to those waiting,
And quietly said his say,
"Think of the emblem while working;
Return a week from to-day.
"Go ye forth all ye knights and ladies;
Gadzooks, seek where ye may
The emblem that ye most cherish,
But return a week from to-day."
And many a brow is furrowed
As they, their search begin.
May their trials soon be over,
On this dreary quest of a pin.
Polly James, '-7.
Short Story Contest-First place.
For hours he would stand and gaze at the m:oon
until strange lights danced before his eyes and the
wind rushed in his ears.
"Mooncalf! Mooncalf!" they would shout and
jeer at him the next day when he would stumble
heavy-eyed through the cobble-stone streets of
the village. Sometimes they would stone him or
throw mud at him from the puddles in the gutters,
but he scarcely heard them or heeded their blows;
his mind was speeding along the golden path of
the moon which stretched in endless links over the
"Some day I shall climb it," he would whisper
while his eyes shone with the fever of desire and
his heart throbbed in anticipation.
All day long he worked with the apprentices
:lir nJ111 pots and earthenware jars that had rough
edges. His fingers strayed and his eyes stared
into the wilderness of his dreamings-so Master
Simon lashed the "L.,,'mc:il" with the long
leather straps of his whip.
"Imp of Satan! Mooncalf!" would accompany
each cut across the poor boy's back whenever he
pleaded for mercy. These things preyed upon
his mind until he longed for the full moon that he
might escape up the shining ladder that lay wait-
ing for him on the surface of the water.
"Some day, soon," he murmured, and a jar
slipped from his hand to the floor with a loud
crash that died away in the merry chinkings of
the pieces as they danced across the room. Then
the brutal lashing of the whip and the unsteady
rumble of Master Simon's voice in his ears.
On dark, cloudy nights the "Mooncalf" would
lie on the rocks on the shore of the bay and
weave splendid dreams about the garden behind
"There will be countless flowers," lhe woul-l
cry, "Great milky lilies with silken petals: glor-
ious roses as red as wine in the sunlight with th:
.l.iinjm reflections of the sunbeams; violets of a
deep mysterious blue like the bottoms of mountain
pools where the 'still waters run deep'; and a
pansy for every thought. There will be palm
trees with leaves of glossy green; and winding
paths of the dust of pure white shells. It will be
very still except for the silvery song of the poet
bird that sings when the moon is full. And over
all will shine the light of the moon that will change
the flowers to fairies nodding in the breeze and
glide over the palm leaves in ripples of wet silver.
So the nights went by and the moon waxed fuller
and brighter while the whip of M1i-tir Simon grew
more merciless, and la-ge stones were thrown when
before only pebbles had been pitched at him. So
the tide grew higher and higher 'till it washed at
the foot of the rocks on the shore of the bay and
the moon ladder's bottom rung scintillated in
the ripples on the sand.
Said Dame Gyer to Widow Strom: "Why does
not Master Simon send the stupid child to the
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asylum For 'ears he has taken care to him an.l
eerc day the bc-., gro s -rai,.. M\l % n chil-
dren tell Ime tales .-.I hii, he lets the jars slin Iroml
his miners and hreak t, pieces in the floi-ir. Lven
the heat: \hip of Nlaster Sun .i -cm, t, Jdo him
"'All that -'ou -a;i is trueL," replhki the- i.jo ,
"But Master Silrinln dares not send the child to
:he as\lum. \\hen Ibtt a riny Ct, it %as left in
his r.",m by it_ Old father an-d Sinmn was soi
irightelled bL its i quecr \:a\ that he bclideves i; i-
a m...inchiid and that the dcvil will take vtnyiancc
on the iman % h, harmn it. Hc v. hips it bccaui.t
he hold, that ritht oier it, hut tn -end it ana\v
min'ht make trouble tfrr huim."
".*, perhaps ,,ou are rilht," siihc,-d Danie
G( t.r, "1 iiinl% wish that he \'.'-uld rcc.- e-r from
lhi, minJ.n--truck a \,. Hc's. ri e ,I',kin' bi.)
e\icelt fitr his h.iaunted .\c that :carc as th .ugh
the~ s.m thinly, us ithcr tilk don't knu% abMut."
"Perihaps their\ di. pIerhaps they dln," iurminured
tht midow .'. "Devi !-' imps ia\ hae srrangc powers
and I never saw the beat of this boy."
Conversing thus, the two women walked on
down to the lsu.ire, for it was market day and
there were some fine fish to be had at a moderate
price if one knew the fishermen who sold them.
Then one night the moon rose full out of the
water, dripping gold on the bay while its trail
joined link by link with the waves until it reached
the shore. The "Mooncalf" was waiting on the
rocks, his mind burning with dreams, his body
sore with the cuts and lashes of Master Simon's
whip. He waited until the bottom rung of the
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shining ladder sparkled in the eddies at his feet.
His heart %,as pounding with excitement, his eyes
glowed with the reflection of the moonbeams on
the water, and his hands were cold and trembling
like -nowflakes in mid-air. He stretched out his
arms and lifted one foot to place it on the path be-
low him-then he stopped. A cold, inexplicable
fear clutched his spirit and he stood shaking from
an unknnon terror. Instinct warned him of a
t;.e that he neither knew nor understood, but he
felt its menace.
"\\h\ do you heirtate, little b y?" the dancing
lights seemed to say, "Are there not wonderful
sights to see behind the moon? Hasten, for soon
it will be tu-i late and I shall not come again for
fiiur whole %weeks and it may be cloud' then."
"Oh. I will come," cried the boy,and hesitating
no linger stepped ,in the dazzling rays of moon-
guld that swam dizzilz in the water.
There are secrets in the heart of the sea that men
will never learn. Strange, ghostly shapes that
glide to rest In the shell-covered floor of the ocean.
The timbers of large wounded ships rot in deadly
monotony at the bottom of the water. The fishes
wonder why man can not stay in his own domain,
the seahorses are disturbed in their play by falling
bodies, the crabs and shellfish crawl disgruntled
from their interrupted naps.
The tides rise and fall, the waves swell and die,
the ripples rush and recede, and the moon waxes
and wanes till the bottom rung of her ladder
dances in the pools at the foot of the rocks on the
shore of the bay.
Fred Helmerichs, '27.
Short Story Contest-Third place.
Perhaps you have heard or El Barrig6n, that
larct of monkeys of South America. Standing
about four feet high, with long arms, short legs,
and a great pot-belly, he could be easily mistaken
for a squat, hair'., pigmy. From the way he is
built, he looks very slow, but even that agile
denizen of the jungles, the spider-monkey, is prey
for El Barrig6n.
There are many Barrig6nes, but he of whom I
am going to write was the only one on the Rio
Negro. Afraid of nothing, not even that terror
of the jungle;, the jaguar, El Barrig6n was the
king of the Rio Negro District. He had escaped
so many times from traps that the natives claimed
he bore a charmed life.
For four years El Barrig6n had been the unbeat-
en master of the Rio Negro Region from its head-
waters to where it joined that mighty river, the
Amazon. Many times had he fought rivals for
the supremacy of that district. Twice he had
escaped death at the hands of the repeating rifles
of the white men. Even now, there was healing
on his shoulder a great wound, the result of his
last brush with those same whites,
Twice in the last week El Barrig6n had found
traces in his territory of an intruder. Each time,
however, the signs had been too old to give any
idea of the size or the identity of the interloper.
Both times El Barrig6n had set out to track down
this menace to his peace of mind, but each time
he had lost the scent.
One day in his wanderings, El Barrig6n came
to the edge of a clearing. He had started to cross
it, but had seen a shadowy form on the other side.
Then, carried by a vagrant breeze, came the scent
of that intruder of his domain. Instantly, with
a roar of rage, El Barrig6n started to cross the
clearing. Just then he got a good view of his
adversary which was smaller and less heavily
built. This did not decrease El Barrig6n's rage;
in fact, it increased it. Growling and 'riff.-lgL-Ll,
he approached his enemy, but to his surprise, the
other made no sign of preparation for battle, but
seemed to be suing for peace. Gradually the
hairs on the back of the neck of El Barrig6n began
to go down, and he began to whine conciliatingly
as if to make friends. After a while they left,
side by side. At last, El Barrig6n had found a
STRANGE STORY OF ELIZABETH STAFFORDSHIRE.
Catherine E. Conger, '27.
Short Story Contest-Fourth Place.
Anne Marlowe and I were wandering through
the house which she had just bought. It was an
old English mansion in Staffordshire, and tradition
said that there was a secret room somewhere. We
were searching for it in a half-hearted way, when
we came to a gloomy chamber which evidently
had not been opened for years. We were about
to explore it further and Anne was groping along
the wall, when she said 'Oh," in a startled voice.
and suddenly sat down. I came nearer to see
what was the matter and saw a gleam of light
piercing through the darkness. Anne had stum-
bled against something and had caught at the wall
to save herself from falling. In doing so she had
touched a secret spring which revealed to us the
object of our search-the hidden room!
We entered and found a small chamber fur-
nished in the manner of centuries ago, with a little
escritoire over in one corner. We opened it and
Anne pulled out some documents. She glanced
at them and then chose a parchment manuscript,
faded, but still for the most part legible. Anne
began to read it, stopping here and there to de-
cipher a word. I will not attempt to give it in the
exact form, for the old English is difficult to under-
"I, Elizabeth Staffordshire, Countess of Staf-
fordshire, do write this the story of my life in this
year of Our Lord 1487. So many things have
happened to me of late that I feel I must write
"Last year, I, being in need of a sea voyage, did
set sail with my sister in a merchant vessel, and
having gone through the .llir..rranean Sea,
landed at Messina. There I boarded a Genoese
ship and sailed to Tana. Being seized with the
wanderlust, I went by land to India, as I had a
great desire to see that strange country whence
come our jewels and spices. A ship was there, the
captain of which had heard of islands to the east,
where pearls more beautiful than any before seen
were to be found. In consequence, he determined
to go to these isles and my sister and I took pas-
sage on the vessel. On the way a great storm
arose which lasted for many days and nights and
finally, when we struck the land we were wrecked.
I lost consciousness just as I felt sand beneath my
feet, and on regaining my senses, I found myself
the center of a circle of strange creatures, all
staring at me in awe.
"I rose quickly and looked about me. On my
right was the ocean, and I could see the wreckage
of the ship floating. Great rocks were projecting
here and there, but to my left was a small covewith
a sandy beach upon which I had been cast. I
glanced again at the creatures whom I now per-
ceived to be human beings of the color of copper
and who were clad in strange garments. They
made a deep obeisance, and then motioned me to
follow one who seemed to be the chief. Not
knowing what else to do, I obeyed, and was brought
to a kind of litter all covered with precious metals
and jewels, and was invited to enter.
"Upon my doing this, the litter was raised and
borne upon the shoulders of the natives to a city,
where a great crowd gathered around. M.N es-
cort did not pause, however, until at length it
came to a palace. There I was kindly received;
indeed, I seemed to be worshipped.
"The women of the palace have taught me much
of the language of the people, so that, although I
am not greatly skilled in it, yet I can make my
needs understood. And they have given me a
name which means 'Shining One,' because, like
a true Englishwoman, I am tall and my hair is
"The country is called in the language of the
people,'Tavantinsuyu,' which means 'Four Quar-
ters of the World.' The city in which I now
am is called 'Cuzco,' and is the city of the ruler
or Inca. He is supposed to be the child of the
Sun and most of the nobility are called 'Children
of the Sun' likewise, as they are his kinsmen. The
Inca has asked me to come to an audience, so I
must go now.
"At last I have discovered why I am so honored!
The Inca made an obeisance as I entered the room,
and then said he would explain why he had asked
me to come.
'The people of my province wish to behold
thee with their own eyes, oh Shining One. They
have been so insistent that, though I feared lest
I offend thee I was forced to ask thy permission.'
He made another obeisance and waited silently,
evidently expecting an answer.
"But why, oh king, should they wish to see
"The Inca looked startled. 'Surely the Shining
One jests. Surely the great gp'ddils. knows that
her presence will confer much good on all who are
near. Will not the sister of my glorious ancestor,
the Sun, grant to my people the light of her coun-
"Since you wish it, oh king, I will do so for my
brother's sake. I was about to leave ere my
telltale face disclosed my secret, but the Inca
'If the Shininr One will not be angry with
her servant, may he ask her a question?'
"I assented and he continued after a slight
hesitation. 'Why did not the Shining One know
the languag.i of the Incas? Do not the prayers
in out tongue ascend to the sky and does not the
Sun answer them?'
"Oh, as for that, I live in the Land of the Sky,
as you know. There is a language of that coun-
try, and never having expected to visit Tavantin-
suyu, I did not trouble to learn its tongue. When
prayers ascend, as they touch the sky they are
transformed into the language of the gods. Is
my lord the Inca satisfied?
"He nodded and I passed from the room and
came speedily to mine own chamber, that I might
write down this strange occurence.
"Tis a good five years since I have written in
this chronical, for the burden of governing this
country of Tavantinsuyu hath fallen on me, since
all the people believe me to be a veritable source
of wisdom. The Inca and his ministers have
shown great respect for my opinion, and in all
matters of importance they ask me first if I be
pleased. And the thing doth not seem right to
me, I have but to speak and it will be prohibited.
The priests have exhibited awe of me also, and I
have taken up my abode in the principal convent
of the Virgins of the Sun, as their priestess.
"I have just discovered this manuscript which
I began so bravely, and decided to finish it. In
the year 1532, Pizarro, a Spanish gentleman, came
to Tavantinsuyu, and, after a long struggle, cnn-
quered it. He hath been so kind as to send me to
Spain on one of his ships, and from that country
I can easily reach my dear England. But my
sister died on that memorable night of the wreck,
and whether my friends will be there, I know not.
It hath been full 50 years since I last saw them,
and I doubt not that many will be gone."
Anne stopped, and I said: "Is that all?"
"No," she answered, "but this is in a different
hand, and is more illegible. Oh, here it is:"
"Lady Staffordshire returned only to join her
ancestors in the burial vault. Requiescal in
Anne and I immediately went to look up the
records of Staffordshire county, and found that
an Elizabeth Staffordshire had disappeared in
her sixteenth year, together with her sister, and
had returned alone a half century later to die in
her old home.
"But why was the manuscript hidden in the
secret room?" murmured Anne, half to herself.
"Yes, why?" I echoed.
Soon Anne turned up a record which said that
during the Cromwellian Wars, an attack had been
made upon Staffordshire Manor. After the battle
it was discovered that a number of important
documents had disappeared. It was believed
that they had been placed in the secret room by a
gentleman, the only one who knew the secret of
the chamber. The documents had never been
recovered, as the gentleman was killed during the
attack. Among these records was a manuscript
which told the strange story of Elizabeth Staf-
ON LEAVE FROM THE CEMETERY.
Edith Ti owbridge, '2-5.
Short Storv Contest-Fifth Place.
"Good Heavens, I never go any
This darned burg gives me a pain
go, nothing to see, and nothing to
6.30 train goes through, this place
etery," I complained to my mothe
"But Edith," she repliLd. "you'
the time; you are never home at a
"Yeah, I go to that pluhLgl scho
and then when I do want a chang
night, there's nothing to see," I gr
The telephone bell put an end to
and I rushed to answer it, for it
date-oh,just anything to get out o
"Hello," I bawled into the trans
"Hello, hello, Edie," a feminine
"Yeah, oh hello, Marge," I ans'
"What are you going to do
"Not a darn thing," I complain
telling mamma that this place isdea
and dumb asylum."
"\\Wll, what do you say we gc
evening?" suggested Marge.
"Sure, anything to break the
"L'right then; I'll meet you at
at 7. Bye bye."
The receiver clicked in my ear.
I entered my room to get my swe
ers out of the trunk. I looked at n
and it was only 5 o'clock; so after
to my mother to wake me up at 6
"Oh, Edith, they are going to
about going canoeing at night."
"S'all right, Mumsie."
"Gosh, bub, this water's sure ci
queried between chattering teeth.
place any more. "Well, quit trailing your hands in it, you poor
. No place to dub," responded *l..r ...
do. After the "Thank goodness, we're almost there anyway.
is a living cem- I won't be sorry to see and feel a fire," I added
re on the go all "From the way you're raving, you'd think we
ny rate." were approaching Iceland instead of the Code,"
)ol all the time, responded Marge in a rather disgusted tone.
e of scenery at We pa: lllk in silence for almost 15 minutes
fumbled. when finally we came to the '.'' -;ininL' of the
our argument, Code. There were innumerable stumps in the
might mean a river, so we were obliged to go slow.
f Pedro Miguel. "Watch out there," screamed Marge, "we're
hitterr. going over a stump! Can't you see anything?
voice asked. One of those stumps will take out the bottom of
wered. this canoe, and then you'll wish you had looked."
this evening?" "Well, I'm not an owl, if that's what you mean,"
I responded angrily. "How was I to know that
ed, "I was just stump was there? It wasn't sticking up so that
ader than a deaf I could see it."
"Oh, of course not," said Marge in a sarcastic
canoeing this voice. "They certainly should have traffic cops
up here for your benefit, or at least a red flag on
monotony," I ver ump."
I was about to retort when we went over another
stump, but this time we did not fare so well, for
the stump stuck in the middle of the canoe and
S we could neither go forward nor could we back up.
*ater and knick- Wn l
", ell, I hope you're satisfied. You've wrecked
Sw us for sure this time," grumbled Marge.
r a hurried call
r a h c "ell, Good Heavens, if you think you can do
.30, I tumbled
Sany better, I'd be glad to move out and let you
navigate the whole thing!" I hissed.
put out extras .
"Oh, sure you are, after you've wrecked the
boat," Marge sneered.
"Well, now to get this thing straight, can you
* name the time I ever told you I was a licensed
:ld, isn't it?" I pilot? And anyway, who got up this darned old
trip? Anybody with a grain of sense ought to
48 THE ZONIAN.
know better than to travel out at night on a lake
when it's full of stumps," I grumbled. a
"Speaking ofgrains of sense, I notice you weren't
very grainy or brainy when I suggested this trip.
But this fussing won't get us anywhere. Let's
both jump forward and try to dislodge the old
bus," suggested Marge.
After several futile attempts of jumping for-
ward and then reversing, we found to our dismay,
that the boat had not moved an inch. So we de-
cided to take other measures.
"I know what," I cried, breaking the silence.
''"ell, what is your cute suggestion now?"
"Well, don't be so darned sarcastic," I re-
sponded, "but I was going to suggest that you
take off your sweater and dive in and push us
off the stump."
"Such nerve is unwarranted! You detestable
thing," raved Marge. "Since you are the one
that got us up here, you might at least be good
enough to get us off!"
"Sure" I responded, "but you've crabbed so
much about my being a bum pilot, that I thought
you might like to try your luck as adeepseadiver!"
"Yeah? Well, just think again, and this time
think of something you can do yourself, to relieve
the situation," grumbled Marge.
After much argument on both sides we decided
that it would only be fair for both of us to dive in.
Marge insisted that we both dive in at the same
time, for she knew that I wouldn't go if she went
"One, two, three," I shouted, and there was a
mighty splash. I struck with both my arms, to
say nothing of my feet. I heard a voice shouting
and a bell ringing! My time had come!
"Stop it, Edith," the strange voice kept saying,
"I never saw such a rambunctious person in all
my life. Quit kicking me like that; you told me
to wake you!"
I opened my eyes to see m% mother bending
over me! Then it wasn't really so? Had I
dreamed that abominable trip?
"Marge wants you on the 'phone, Edith," my
"Tell her I've changed my mind about going
canoeing," I replied.
THE DREAM GIRL.
Lucie Wright Franklin, '25.
Short Story Contest-Seventh Place.
Two men sat before a fire one winter night in
the last part of December. The room was spa-
cious and comfortable looking with heavy rugs,
hanging tapestries, big easy-chairs, and a grand
piano at the farther end of the room; a tall floor
lamp was the only light in the room beside the
firelight, thus giving the two men a feeling of
comfort and ease. A small table stood between
them containing liqueur and cigarettes. The men
were strangely silent, each occupied in his own
thoughts. Finally one spoke; he was a black-
haired, black-eyed, medium-sized man with a look
of succes-s and contentedness on his whole being.
"Berry, old man, doesn't it seem good to be to-
gether after five years? We spent our boyhood
practically in the same house, and at Princeton we
were always together. Tell me, old chap, how
does it strike you?"
The other man was a strange contrast to the
first; he was very tall, very broad, and a decided
blonde; his face had a rather dissatisfied expression
and yet, even the most particular of women would
have to admit that he was very good to look upon.
"Well, Frank, it does and it doesn't! Hold on!
I mean it does because you are like a brother and
pal to me; and it doesn't because you are such a
good example of what I should have been, too, a
business success. I've realized once or twice in
the last two years just what a mess I have made
of my life, but never so much as I do right now,
sitting here in your study and seeing success on
every side of you."
The other man was quiet, but he realized the
truth of his friend's statement. Berry went on,
after having lighted a cigar.
"You started in Wall Street, at the bottom,
and to-day you have a seat, and you are making
money. You have your diversions, you have a
home, and you have a wife whom I hope to have
the pleasure of meeting. You are happy; while
I, when I left home hit the trail, went to the
Argentine with the engineers, and have struck
every place in the world. I have enough money,
I have a job, but I will never have a home."
Frank Johnson raised his eyes to his friend; he
knew him well enough to guess that there was
something else also, so he asked:
"And Berry, what about a wife?"
He seemed to have hit the nail on the head, for
Berry gave a little start, and then lau:ll.il. He
was more than handsome when he laughed, he
"Years haven't changed you any, old top, be-
cause there's where I am the biggest failure-
shall I tell you about it?"
"Yes, go on."
"It was at Virginia Beach, about a year ago,
but the main thing begins back fifteen years,
rather it was started fifteen years-my dream
girl. I remember when a boy- "
His voice grew lower as though he were merely
talking to himself, so that the man opposite him
leaned forward to catch the words. It seemed
like college days to the latter, when his chum,
Berry Longstreet, was kidded for writing music
and being somewhat of a dreamer.
"I first thought of Her. She was to be very
slender and tall; then after a few years I added
some more to her. She must have dark blue eyes
and auburn hair. Nowhere had I seen a woman
with that perfect combination. During the flap-
per age, I decided that she must not drink or
smoke. I wanted her to be clever, but lovable;
I wanted her to be admired, but not pursued;
well, I reckon I wanted her to be perfect, and she
The voice stopped, and the two men sat there
in silence. Then Berry continued:
"I was taking a vacation down near my home
town, Norfolk. One afternoon I took pencil and
paper, and started down the beach. I finally got
to a spot where I could sketch the ocean waves,
and that gorgeous beach without disturbance. I
had been there about an hour, and the sun was
beginning to set when I looked up the beach and
saw Her. She was on a big black horse which had
been running, because the sweat poured from the
animal; and her hair, her glorious red hair, had
become loose, and fell over her shoulders; I knew
before she got closer that she was my dream girl,
and I sat there like a schoolboy hypnotized. I
can not remember how we met, or who made the
fi-st remark, I was simply under the spell of her
enchanting voice. As I repeat, she was all that
I had dreamed about, and more too. We sat
there on the beach and she told me about her
life, just a little though, and I didn't ask for de-
tails. I only marveled. Well, the next day she
went swimming with me, and I loved her-- I'd
loved her for fifteen years, so it seemed natural
to me, to be with her. I was in Paradise for three
days; we swam, rode and talked; we even danced
in the evening under a gorgeous moon. And then
she told me that she was going back to New York,
and that she was married."
There was a long silence after the last sentence.
"Somehow I managed to live through it, but
I shall never forget the hell I went through the
night she left. I walked the beach all night. You
see, she loved me, and I'd loved her all my life--
we were made for each other. But she left, I
never knew her name, and I've never seen her since."
The door opened and a tall, slender woman,
dressed in Nile green, entered the room, just as
Berry was finishing his story. Her hair piled high
on her lovely head was auburn color, and the eyes
that slowly went from man to man were of the
deepest, darkest blue. Frank Johnson rose from
his chair, saying:
"Come, Natalie, I want you to meet my life-
long friend. Berry, this is my wife."
Carol Riqby, '25.
For what is so rare as the day in June
When we leave B. H. S. to the mournful tune
Of weeping and wailing? (But have no fears
Our feeling of pride will dry our tears.)
Yes! What is so rare? We have long-d and yearned
For this day of days. Then at last having learned,
Our English and Spanish and History and Civics,
Our French and Geometry, Latin and Physics.
We'll walk condescendingly all down the aisle,
Our sheepskin in hand, and toploftily smile
On Sophomores and Juniors and parents and friends
Who don't have the air our B. H. S. lends
Her well-finished products-all polished by hand.
So we soon will become a great power in the land.
Yes, what is so rare as that day in June?
Hip! hip! hooray! for it's coming soon!
\oj THE ZONI.N.
STREEr LEADING To ANCON HOSIrTAL.
SALLY AND THE SILVER KING.
Dorothi Eastman, '25.
Every day for the last two weeks, on her way
to the links, Sally Evans had stopped at the golf
club to see the prizes for the coming tournament.
This tournament was to be a unique one, the like
of which had never been known before in the an-
nals of golf history. It was to be a mixed doubles
tournament; that is, a man and a woman would
play together. At the end of 18 holes, the couple
with the lowest score would win a box of "-~i ..
King" golf balls, the finest balls to be had. Sally
had made up her mind to enter the contest.
The day before the tournament, about to enter
the club, she hesitated in the doorway, for, stand-
ing in front of the case in which the prizes were
displayed, stood Jack Kent, a man who had some-
how aroused her interest, although he had never
given her a second glance. "So he is out for the
prize, too," thought Sally, as she turned to leave.
"Well, he'll get it,no doubt. The girl .ii be for-
tunate who plays with him." Jack Kent was her
ideal. He was a fine manly chap, clean, whole-
some and expert in all sports. He was a leader
in his crowd; where he led, they followed. Sally
had never been able to come up to his standards
for a girl in sports, although she had tried.
When Jack had taken up swimming, so had
everyone else and all had tried to become ex-
perts, Sally with the rest. Sally, however, al-
though she became a fine long-distance swimmer,
was forced to give up the races in which Jack
delighted, due to her weak heart. Water polo,
tennis, basket ball, -k.lri.., skiing, all in quick
succession were taken up and dropped first by
Sally and later, as the novelty wore off, by Jack.
In none of these sports could Sally excel; but she
had done her best.
At last the vacillating crowd turned to golf.
Feeling that here at last was a game she could
play, she took it up, soon mastering the form and
:in:niri a drive that was a credit to her, a mid-
iron shot that was good for a clean i;5 yards, a
mashie shot that cleared the greatest obstacles,
and a putt, far-famed for its length and accuracy.
The crowd regarded her with some trace of ad-
miration; but Sally had heard Jack call it "fool's
luck," and she had heard him say, "It won't last;
she has not the qualifications for a real sports-
woman." ,, I\ wondered if that was true; won-
dered if she could ever hope to do ..II in any
sport. However, to-morrow \was the tournament
and she must show what she could do. Paired
off with however bad a partner, she would play
to win. Winx what? Two things. The box of
"Silver Kings" and the admiration of Jack. Be-
ing imaginative by nature, she lived in a land of
story books; and so it was natural that she called
this man, who was her ideal, by a fanciful name.
She called him her Silver King, and it seemed fit-
ting to her that the best golf ill in quality anl
endurance were I 11...I after the name she had
given him. "Some people have rl Bi,._" she
thought as she left the clubhouse, "Jackl is as fine
a golfer as he is a swimmer and tennis player."
The match was scheduled for 8 o'clock and at
a quarter to eight, Sally was on her, wa to the
clubhouse. She passed Jack walking, and after
some hesitation she stopped the car and waiting
until he caught up with her, she offered him a lift.
To her surprise, Jack accepted and they rode to the
course together, arriving just as they were pre-
paring to draw slips for partners. Sally got in
line and soon received her folded slip. Without
unfolding it, she passed it to the man in charge,
and he, opening it, read in a loud, clear voice:
"Kent to play with Miss Evans." Jack came
forward quickly from the ..in' of men with
whom he had been talking. He bowed and shook
hands with her, resolving, at the same time, that
he would do his best to wxin, girl or no girl.
They went out to the first tee, where there was
a crowd of people waiting to see the twosomes off.
Sally, placing her ball on the tee, heard one of
them say, "Poor fellow, he sure is handicapped."
How was she to know that they were not referring
to her? Nervously, she drove and hooked her
hall way off to the left and down into the canyon.
Jack groaned inwardly but said nithinmi. He
teed up his ball. Her second shot, however, land-
ed her on the green, where Jack was impatiently
waiting. "Hard luck, Miss Evans," was his (on)l
comment as she holed out in five. Still, she made
it up on the next two holes. On the fourth hole
Jack drove his ball into the ocean and his second
ball into a sand bunker. Aside from that, there
was nothing eventful in the first nine.
When they reached the tenth hole Jack was one
in the lead. A crowd of people was there to hear
how the game was going and Sally's heart leaped
as she heard his jaunty reply to their queries,
"The others haven't got a chance, we're out to
win." With pars and first Jack winning a hole
and then Sally winning a hole they reached the
eighteenth. Sally drove first. Slowly she made
her tee of compact sand and placed the ball on top;
this was the great moment of her life. She drove;
up and out went the ball, hissing through the air
for a good 180 yards. Jack whistled his admiration
and made a good drive too. Sally, getting ready
for her second stroke felt his intense gaze and she
topped the ball badly. Jack, in stony silence,
made a shot that landed him just this side of the
green. Sally walked to where her ball lay and
whispered as she swung, "For the Silver King."
She balanced herself, brushed a stray curl out of
her face and bent over the ball. Down came the
club all her strength behind it; straight it went,
so fast that the eye could scarcely follow it. It
bounced and rolled onto the green. As the ball
stopped a few feet from the hole, Sally sighed in
relief and then smiled at Jack's hearty laughter.
Surely he could not think little of her if he laughed
like that. Jack's approach shot was too hard and
went beyond the pin. Disgusted, he shot for the
hole again and landed a few feet from it. Sally
putted in neatly and Jack followed. It was over!
Retrieving the balls from the hole he said, "Con-
gratulations. Miss Evans, on a good game."
Laughing together, they walked back to the
clubhouse where the found that there were two
more couples still playing. Their score was bet-
ter than all of those turned in up to them, so they
felt they had a good chance to win. While they
waited, they drank sodas and talked merrily.
Time went quickly and one of the couples came
only to learn that Sally and Jack had a score that
beat theirs by two strokes. Breathles.ly they
waited for the last couple, and Sally found herself
thinking that it didn't matter if the% didn't win;
she had won Jack's notice at least. Looking up,
she surprised so warm a light of admiration in his
eyes, that a deep flush spread over her face and
neck and she lowered her eyes. The delightful
yet embarrassing moment was spoiled by the
entrance of the last couple, triumphantly waving
their score cards as they came. Her eyes shining,
Sally stood up. The two who had just came in
were laughing as they repeated their score, but
their faces fell as they saw Sally's face light up.
"We've won," she called out. Jack had disap-
peared and Sally was vaguely disappointed but
her disappointment vanished when she saw Jack
return with the prize. "Sally," he said eagerly,
"here's the prize! Don't you think it would be
fun to use them together?" Sally, too happy to
speak, shyly nodded. Clasping tightly the box
of "Sil\er Kings," she foresaw many pleasant
afternoons in the future, playing golf with him.
She had won both the prize and the regard of her
Constance Graff, '25.
It was early nrrning; the sun rose bringing
with it golden light-day. The birds in the tree-
tops chirped their songs; how happy the world
and her children appeared.
Not :,i\ happier, perhaps, than the beautiful
maid who sat on the bank of a crystal lake, singing
-,:- *^ ^ i L- . r
she did not sing. Her lips moved but no sound
was uttered. She stood up, and as though follow-
ing-following, sang a sad and broken-hearted
strain. A mist veiled her blue eyes. To-day-
no horse and rider approached.
a quaint lirle cnant or ner love. Night, the ever mysterious; the first star
SAh-there-therc-she saw him in the distance twinkled brightly but was dimmed by the silvery
-rilin. toward her on his white charger. Her blue gleam of the moon. The lake lapped upon the
eyes danced with joy; yes-it was Hamlet, Prince edge of the shore. A night bird's shrill note
of Denmark. broke the silence.
Far-far in the distance the melancholy note
The sun rose; it was the 1'..ciinnl of another drifted-until still and silent a white flower,
ila\; birds liirp,,l and sang their happy songs. crushed and broken, floated over the crystal waves
A maid sat on the shores of the crystal lake, but of the lake.
Loretta Kocher, '25.
"Three twenty. Three twenty-two. Three
twenty-four. Three hundred and twenty-four
dollars. Whew! What a lot of money to pay
for a bunch of little old class pins. Say, Dot,
where shall I put this money? I wish mother was
here, but we'll just have to grin and bear it."
Frances turned to a very attractive looking
girl, about 17 years old. Dorothy never took
anything seriously. She was studiously trying
out some new jazz, and the noise was unbearable.
"Do keep still, Dot! Be serious for once."
"Let's make it a real romantic place. Gee, I
wish you had a spooky old attic or something. I
crave mystery. Let's hunt up some terribly
"I know that it is foolish to be worried. For
no robber would bother to steal such a measly
little sum. I just feel queer. I am having a
taste of responsibility for once, I guess."
They hunted around for a time and finally de-
cided to put it in the dry closet, in a brief case of
Frances' father's. Dot told all sorts of spooky
stories, but found that Frances would not pay
any attention to her.
After they did this, they went upstairs to study
their lessons. They studied for a time and Dot
discovered she was sleepy.
"Say, Fan, I'm awfully tired; let's go to bed."
"Well, all right, but I'm hungry. Let's go
down and get.some fruit cake."
They got some cake and then went upstairs with
their minds full of imaginary robberies. They
talked until they fell asleep. Then Frances heard
a voice. But what a queer voice! Was it a voice,
anyway? Surely it wasn't human.
"Catch me if you can," it said. And looking
around, Fanny saw a great twenty-dollar bill
standing upright. It had developed legs and-
oh-all around it was every bill and piece of the
precious pin money. They were running away.
"Oh, stop! Don't run away. I never did any-
thing to you. Please! I am responsible for every
cent ot you! Oh, won't they ever stop?" wailed
Ah, they had stopped and the big bill was go-
ing to speak.
"You said this evening that such a measly sum
of money was not worth stealing, so we are run-
ing away," it said.
"Do come back! Please come back! Come!"
"Come where, Fanny? Are you dreaming or
what? It is a good thing I am a friend of 1.-ur%;
I am not usually so mild on awaking. Come
Frances knew now that it would never do to let
Dot know that she had not been calling her, so she
"Come downstairs with me. I am still worried
about that money."
They went downstairs half frightened to death,
but the money was still safe.
"See, you are just a big fraidy cat! Let's go to
sleep," yawned Dot.
So, hand in hand, they went upstairs again and
went to sleep.
"Now," thought Frances subconsciously, "what
are those queer little gold and black things? Bugs?
My, there are about 36 of them. They surely do
resemble our class pins. They have feet. They
are moving. Why, they are class pins! Are
they coming after me?"
"Yes, we are coming after you and we are class
pins. You insulted us and we are all going to
stick you hard."
At that, some of the pins turned as if to stick her.
"Oh, don't. How did I ever insult you?"
"This evening you said that $300 was too much
to spend on a lot of old class pins. Just let me
tell you, young lady," said the pin who was acting
as spokesman, "that it is an honor to wear a class
pin. It requires 12 years of hard labor to earn
one, a clear conscience to wear one, and money
to buy one." He turned around with a vicious look.
"Oh, don't!" "Please stop sticking me."
"Who's sticking you, foolish? I was only pul-
ling a hair from your head to see if you would
They talked until breakfast time and then Fran-
ces, looking very tired, said:
"Dot, you know I have a great respect for class
"Well you know it takes 12 years to earn one
and it takes money to buy one. They are really
something to be proud of."
'\\.:II, of all the queer notions!"
___________ _______________________________ I,
THE HIRED GIRL.
1.lir,',ri Spet "-'2.
Our cook is the tunnicist persiIn imaginable.
Her name is "l.illian," hut she says it's "Lilly."
Lill\ cormes- every mnirnmin abunh t seven o'clock
and does her \(ork well. She has man;\ er\ ,jdd
wvays and is 'u igd-Inatured rhat she- J can'tt mind
She ha. a p,: iiliar habit ,il ans\\ering -henn
spikn toi. \\hcn she hears her name pronmiunced
she strips hatcvr she Is di ing and, s watching the
enld of her n hse, he repeats (\er and o-cr: "Ohl,
\es Mum, es Mium, \ss Mum."
When there is an. amn-.,ii.t 1 IfoJod throw n in the
garbage, and -he- i, askc.l %hy she has throimn it
a\a\ -she ansiirs,: "Oh! i\cll Mum, it n:ier as
an\ good. It l,-okJ-d ,uspiciiJus tri, ml in the first
place, and sceCinL' \V'-u dJi.n't eat it hetn I put it
(on the Table I knei it as susplciusi."
She usually rake, hall )of her meal, hiime with
her in a paper bag, a ing, she can't cat it all now,
but it %ill till in t;or co.mpan\ itshe has any that nighr.
\\hen a iutrnsc l can nrt le fiundl, instead ofi
asking if an uonr has scen it, she takes \er\ article
off the shel\ es and then ii it is in t located, sits (on
the fl>."ir \ ith the dlishts iariunid her :and crics.
Her method -if dr ing the dishes was extraordi-
nary when she first came. She called it fanning
thedishes. Gathering together all the newspapers
that were ahjut, she started to fan, with every
effort possible, o\ er the dishes. Sometimes the
wind produced %%as s.- srrong that it blew some
thin glasses olff the draining board.
One da~ when she was. doing the washing, I
asked her to color an old house dress lavender.
About ttwo hours after this I looked out of the win-
dow and saw the line full of a very beautiful shade
if lavender clothes Inma about in the wind. She
explained the situarion h\ telling me that when she
colored the dress, spots of thL d ye dropped on the
either clothes, and as she thought they would look
better all one color instead of spotted, she dyed
\'hen dinner is ready she pokes her head around
the corner and says: "Do you all feel hungry?"
This nmans that she is ready for us to eat.
The incident which impresses me most is the man-
ntr in w hiih ihe ,a\ she is going home. After the
\work is finished and sheis read\ trI leave, she comes
into. the room and eilaims: "I'm gone, NMum."
THE PASSING CROWD.
.J.,r O(.s er. '*i;.
.As a person stands by an\ stnre in Panama and
watches the :ri'wd gbs, b, he w;ill see many different
races ot pciple.
First comes a huge ivcrdresse.I woman who has
been c-inrl the -sighrs of Panama through : g ld
lorgnettr. Ne,\t arev tw, stately Martinique. \wmenn
Nt hi arc c.inu rsinL in the French of their native
to.ngue. The\ sLrnifdl\ draw aside their Iol-
uniinius skirt ler rthe\ tarith the faded d-ab iof
the sluhchy Jamaican. These Martiniques have
a very plicturesqitu c .srumnl. 1 he stiffl\-starched
skirrs .if their L.g.' gylnuham nidr- scs are held up
neatl y .ver one arm, rrv.ealin a : snl 1\ pettico.lt
eti:ll\ as starthled 1Krighr rhrec-onrnered ker-
chiefs are .r ssI .% cr their sample hosns, whhile
quaint tied turlans .,f vi' i| rel and .ellow a.Id
the finishing t'.u his, ,,f rtl .se ,l ddi dresses.
Next comes a group of tourists; the rather pom-
pous man in immaculate white duck and pith
helmet is vigorously mopping his dripping brow; the
women in gay sport clothes with a smack of Fifth
Av enue shops are diligently fanning themselves as
the. view their surroundings with amused interest.
An elegantly dressed Panaman lady, tall and dark,
passes me,chatting in muscial Spanish toherwaxed-
mustached husband. With them is a dark-eyed
se6orita, whom I take to be their daughter, as she
bears a striking resemblance to both. Lagging be-
hind them are twosmall boy ofl the family, giggling
o\ er the funny sheet of an American newspaper.
An American girl comes hurrying along. Herfluffy
hair is crow ned with an organdie hat which matches
her ruffled pink dress. With a whiff of heavy
perfume she passes and is losr among the crowd.
THE TELEPHONE GIRL.
Polly James, '25.
In the hotel where I live, there was, not long
ago, a telephone operator who was undoubtedly
the stupidest person I have ever known. No mat-
ter what number you called or what order you
gave she invariably would get it wrong. If you
asked for a number that was busy, she would never
tell you so, but let you wait for the connection
until you hung up the receiver in disgust. If you
had a habit of sleeping in the early afternoon, from
say, two o'clock until three, and consequently
pleaded with her most tenderly not to call you
during that time, not on any account whatever,
most certainly she would ring your phone at about
two-thirty to inform you with an amazing docility
that such and such wished to speak to you. You,
of course, would swear, and even condemn her to
all kinds of torturing agony in the afterlife, but
you would be too kind-hearted to report her to the
Once, perhaps, in the late afternoon, you would
encounter a strange desire to have a chicken sand-
wich to eat while reading Michael Arlen or Tolstoi.
You would go to your phone and in the sweetest
and clearest voice at your command, humbly beg
the telephone operator to be so kind as to com-
municate your strange desire to a waiter, which
she would promise most faithfully to do. You
would heave a sigh of relief, return to your book,
and anticipate with infinite pleasure, the coming
sandwich. With great alacrity you would hasten
to open your door for the waiter when he arrived,
only to discover that he had brought you an enor-
mous chicken salad and would proffer you a check
for you to sign you name and approval to the sum
of eighty cents. You would be furious, of course,
and only after great difficulty would you convince
the head waiter that it was a mistake on the part
of the telephone girl. Several days later you
would wonder at the strong, efficient voice that
responded briskly to your lifting up the receiver
of your phone. Finally, you would feel inclined
to go to church on the approaching Sunday to
praise the Lord for his kindness in removing so
hopeless a person from your impatient vicinity.
ON RECEIVING AN F IN I'II"\H.
Carol Rigby, '25.
Last night in the darkness I lay on my bed
I was sad, I was mad, and a great weight of lead
Seemed to lie on my breast. I lay there and thought
Of my awful report card. I wondered if aught
Could retrieve that sad F. N1I spirits were low-
As low as my marks. I let myself go
And cried for a moment. Why did I take Spanish!
I could have had typing, or-Stop! I must banish
Such thoughts from my head. What's begun I must end.
Though I break in the doing, I never shall bend!
(These thoughts are my daddy's, but though they're not mine
A is for Allen, and Ayers, and all;
B is for Betz, Brown, Burgoon of baseball;
Breneman next, with Clements, and Cross.
D is Duran; of tango he's boss;
Then Dorothy comes; our president true,
Grimison, Graff, and Gregory, too;
Gerrans and Hammer and Hardeveld next,
And some at the head of contests are fixed;
Kocher's a name that's not often found,
Locken's a girl who's admired all around;
Manley, McDade-What a wonderful pair!
I simply must use them. I think they sound fine-
So poetical too.) Then my thoughts wandered back
To the hours just past. 'Twas a subject-alack!-
Too painful to dwell on. But if you insist-
I am very unselfish-I'll tell you. Now list
To my tale and be warned. I begin-Oh! my soul
Sing the grand and magnificent war and the roll
Of high words in our home when my marks were made
But no! 'Tis a too sad and sorrowful strain.
Ida Ruth Hammer, '25.
Oliver, Peace, will get their true share;
Rigby and Robinson-they sure will do-
Stanziola and Shroyer and Sullivan too;
Tonneson, Tatom, and Trowbridge are best,
The Woodruffs and Wright, and Weiss make the rest.
There are three who have not been spoken of yet:
Wainio, Young, and Zidbeck. You bet
We are surely some class when we started out right,
Which is always the case! Be assured we don't fight!
We are true to our class, and our High School so dear,
And our love will grow greater with each coming year.
A MEXICAN CITY.
I'atirn:a lai' .'6.
In the high Sierras uf M Ieico the air uf late
August had a decided. nipping quality, although
the birds still called to one another across the
arrovas, and the small animal life of the under-
brush went on busily.
Jaurez was like mist NiMxican cities; and as
we passed down the dusty little street, the itin-
erant shoemaker, cutting and sewing away under
a big Madronia tree beside the Reficgio trail,
grumbled a few unintelligible wirds and drew
his siiape close about his thin shoulders. But
the little urchins played about him oiyously,
active and untiring in the cold, brisk air with
its delicious odors of pine and hay.
Farther d~in the street a fruit \cnder was sell-
ing oranges, apples, pormegranates, and ag.',a-
cahs about which flies and insects swarmed.
Many urchins were playing about his twu-wheeled
cart watching stealthily for an opportunity to
take some of the fruit.
All along the street, women squatted in front
of their adobe houses working ground corn and
water in order to make their daily meal of tor-
idl/as. Now and then one of these spoke to us,
nodding and smiling.
Merchants of little shops came running out
chattering Spanish, most of which we hardly under-
stood. Of course we stopped and looked at their
wares, and to our surprise found many beautiful
pieces of Indian pottery for a peso or perhaps even
As the sun drew toward its height, the people
mvced indoors. The street tender disappeared
and everything became perfectly quiet except for
the bark of a dog now and then and the continual
tap, tap, tap of the shoemaker's hammer.
KOLI KOLI PASS.
,'idrc' Doworan, '"20.
The evening wind whistles through Koli Koli
Pass. It sings through the long, blue valley and
stirs up fine clouds of colored dust, which, like a
cloth of gold perdah, add beauty and mystery.
Stones roll from the path and fall into the gulch,
sending up ghostly sounds that echo about thecrags.
The path grows steep and tortuous and the grey
green grass is dry and crunches under foot.
From the top al Vianai is visible, a wonderful
view of mountains and lowlands, water and sky.
A path of orange red clay winds down to the cane
lands below. In the distance stretches the sea,
the jewel of the universe, and its turquoise waves
are capped with crystal. A tall palm bends in
the breeze and from a small thatched hut issues
a thin, eddying stream of pearly gray smoke.
Slowly the sun sinks, casting golden shadows
on the sea; and a rosy aftermath is all that re-
It is night in Koli Koli Pass.
Con.lanc, Gruff, -'5.
TIhe lights, the confet ti, the serpentines, the music
-all blazed forth in the spirit of the glorious
There are no sad hearts to-nieht, there are no
broken dreams, there are n, troubles; everything
is forgotten in this great humdrum of gaiety.
People-throngs of people-crowded the pave-
ments. Cars-masses of cars-blocked the streets
The jangle of voices chanting quaint strains of
music drifted above the din and noise.
Clowns danced, Romeos made love, Pierrots
frolicked, Pierettes blushed behind fans. All
played for a moment in the whirl of life.
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A WALKING TREE.
Katherine Sundquist, '27.
The walking tree that I saw was in Habana,
Cuba. It beliiedL' to a very wealthy woman,
who had quite a large villa. The tree was situ-
ated in one part of her extensive grounds, along
side of a road.
The walking tree undoubtedly is something
very rarely seen. It appears at first sight to be
merely a vine-covered tree. All the foliage is at
the top of the tree.
This tree, as is indicated by its name, .dk-,
but only toward the sun. It moves very slowly,
only about six feet in ten years. This tree has al-
ready walked into the -I.MldI- of the road twice,
and each time was carefully moved back by skilled
The process the tree goes through in walking
is very like ours in a way. The tree has no roots
as other trees. Something similar to a vine comes
down from the top of the tree and :_;. r. hold in the
ground. Some of these uncommon roots are al-
ways growing and after so many of these have be-
come attached to the earth a corresponding num-
ber break off in the back and go to form the trunk
of the tree. In this manner (so like our own way
of walking by putting one foot forward and drawing
up the rear foot) the tree walks on, ever to the east.
drew Donovnan, '26.
A torii of dull red lacquer timbers -l.iur,.1
through the opaque blue haze. Then appeared
the temple walls ofcaladon green mottled in places
with haricot red and russet. The only sounds
to be heard were the faint rubbing of branches in
the temple c.iurt.ir.l and the shrill cry of the
rice-cake vender which came muffled through the
fog. In the marshes below the bulrushes talked
together ii a harsh, ra.iii voice. A light breeze
stirred the fog about the summit of the mount
and disclosed a peak of royal purple, draped in
ermine against a sky streaked with orange. The
torii gleamed with a new radiance as the sun shone
on its gold and red timbers and the golden dragons
which chased their tails.
In the temple yard the early owlet, paulownia,
nodded over the fish pond and the ancient carp
swam sluggishly about. The breeze stirred the
patchouli and blew its exotic perfume over the
hills while a wandering minstrel trudged slowly
and wearily from a grove of mystic laurel, sing-
ing, in a weary dusty voice, an age-old song of the
Across from the temple a housewife pushed back
the paper screens; and the maid, girded with a
flaming ahi of orange silk, clattered about with
her wooden clogs on the stones of the courtyard.
Presently the temple gong sounded a dull sonor-
ous note and the day was fully begun.
THE TEMPLE OF THE FOUR SACRED DAYS.
.Andrew Donovan, '26.
The Temple of the Four Sacred Days rests in
the shadow of Lu Ki. It is built on a small prom-
ontory of land, washed by the emerald waves of
the Japan Sea. The temple court in the shadows
of the mountain, is dark and musty; and the
sacred chrysanthemums are stilted and pale. The
great door of black and gold lacquer, depicting the
life of Ali-Buddha from his birth until his entrance
into Nirvana, swings to and fro in the wind, with
a rasping noise.
A gong sounds, softly at first, and then in-
creasing in speed and volume, until it becomes a
steady vibrating sound; then the speed slackens,
and with a low, hollow moan, it ceases. The great
hall is in almost total darkness, save where some
light comes in through a clear story window, and
lights up a corner of a screen of blue and faded
coral, or casts golden squares on the floor. Bud-
dha is seated on a stand of carved stone, and on
his face is a smile of commiseration and his hands
are raised in benediction. The gilt from the
ceiling beams lies scattered on the red floor, and
the golden brocade curtains hang listlessly. A
mouse with his lean white face, looking like a
malignant spirit, peers around the base of a pillar,
and his keen eves sparkle in the -._l...ii
In the corner, kneels a pilgrim in prayer, an
aged, stupid old man. His act of devotion in the
tottering temple is more than a compensation for
all the splendor it has lost; for the ocean may
wear away the foundations, but it can not wear
away an all-sustaining faith.
A b~i LI11L sl hamnl'lin' intL the i lassr.iim..
Hi-s 1i.it i1 L 1,, i a l s .i ll c i' 'c \Iri unfl ull-
cerricid abi.ur the C- iiiri als l. 111 n 111 him .
This \.nll' miln is a b1lulndc., alth'oui h hi-; ch.i -
iri .a ;ire t r\ lairk iand are u-,ii llv 'in a state
uf aIUtat.i'in, elspi. all.\ hen he nmIles the cr',.% n
uf his head 2anl miy-le.l his .a rs. Perhaps that is
one of "\\alctr C.imp's I)ailyv I )uin"; but I
ha e n' nti th itlti tt is \er\ be:ntiftcic:al to the
im1I ld. A\ni.rher cih.iran. ristici is his keen percep-
ririn 4f ii ,k.-; Iut he iusul]\ keL-ps a srraight Iade-
aild cl ii&.'c much utirpris, that his cla iSI-Jatc,
* i-uld lau.h .' ,iolsrcr.UsIl\. \\ [l-n ci er\'lne ha.
qUic-ted dioInI, a it" liud uLrffiat will bI heart;
anJ v.e knii% a:r lasr he h.i, secn rhle i-.kce and is
c n triburiinu his :ippre ia ri. in
A particular a.crsi.,n .If this ':,.un- mran is long
assiennimnnts; as ver he has i nut ben, able to. see
the ; luie iof them.
I hat f rci ti Vrr rc l t 'tou11l \ hu i 111an' marked
abili[, to' pl:ia the piano. He is ver\ talented and
sOimc da\, noi doubt, he will rival Paeicrew ski.
- t // ,~'I G r ,,u,.,,'".., '_G..
Indeed she- is \Ver popular iin Bal boa High
Sch:''l and when Ini b'ciinmes acquainted with
her he can ea sil tell the rcasin th\.
Ala\s cnleruerCtii., ambithiiiius, ptimistic, and
lricndll with all-such is her 1iiture. No t uther
has shmin soI much interest in -backing up" the
I hel rrm.t prpuli r Lirl- lHelnc jrmlllniI.,n
I h n,.,.r -,,pul' r iih -. [.line' BLurL,.', n
'I h ne s,,r irhlerhc \1r 1 1r Ir.. I....c
'I e fcin..ir IhlTc ~i. h.. .--R rlph Clement-
I he i.,rr i.lm ir- J .rl --C n.nr ir,, (r riff
I lit nii .r .Jnirr.l I., -- li s. An r n i .1. ,
'Ihe ui l rilli i.'irl Ii). .rbi I rm n
Ihte Un, ic r I...i -. l.n: Dur .n
I r eisi ill-r.. .,I irl -Hc~lie ( rmini-.,
I h I- ,c r il-..r,.,ri.|I hi.. I ,icn H urr r ,. i.
Sie ni.i-r -r h-1, Li.rI ieri i H.I., cr
Ih l ., ,id I .:.., .,rl _,.,.)-r.m ...v G r rif
I Ih .- i i l III' r r I l ll '- I i 11. I (.
Ih h re Iuli .r il 1. l I t. il ) ,
I hr IirL'IrIr II- I i' J 1IIIL 1'Lin
class; and whenicietr she plans to dill something,
she is (n the alert to, see that it is successfullV car-
I d lln't thin'; she ever g es t,, a class mith an
unprepared I Iessu, and she is always read) tci take
her part in the recitations. She is especially tal-
ented in giving oiral recitations uf an\ kind, for
,sh: speaks with ease, she talks only about topics
that %oulIld interest the average person, and she
uste a simple ct fluent V,'cabulary.
W\ ith It her pert nmal description,dion't ,.ou know
\i h she ? -1-E,/ ll'a,,ia, -'q.
I hear soinlie'ne prance upon the stairs. vent -
one whispers just rii: e urd. I ii k uut into the
hall and there I sc a m:edium-sized bhn. His skin
is oliic, his e\ce arc black, and his let black hair
is vaselinied difmn so heavily that nii:t one hair is
out if place. This boy's clothes are immaculately
clean and he is very \%ell dressed. He has on
the latest kind oif tie, the latest style shaped trou-
sers, and the latest st le oi belt. Everyone greets
this b,'-\ with just one iwrd; at this wiird his \ hole
facc lights up and he starts bragging about a tri-
vial affair he has had a hand in; (or else he tells of
how intelligent he is. Lverlyone knows that he
dt.es this onl\ to be amusing, so he is readily for-
given. Then just _one inord is said. Can you
guess what It its 'Sheik"'
-E:;,, Troatr:Jg,_, '2..
ho's'S \\HO IN B H. ,
The bcber d.incer, girl-Cr-nsrjncc Graff.
The berr Jin m.r, b,,o-E.lia nair-.i,.idn.
The i. .h ,il music in. _i rl-Helen hMore i.
1 ht .hh'..l muicl in, I...s-- Earlt Gerr.ns,
The quiere'r girl--lsjbcl Di\on
The qu-vicrtt hi% -.:ime; Perrt.
The sfhnrrci eirl-M-arir n Allen
Tht sh,'irt-r bl--C h.,rlC lackon
The rA.lle c i rl- Mlice Olivr.
T he rillr et bi,,-- R..iph Clenle nti .
"I he Ijtrer girl- l-hberh \\h.iler.
SThr l.iarcr bm\-Piul KtCnin
The PioC 1i1i4 ir'u-Llr t irl-UDwrohv E.itm-in
'T'h mi. .-.tuJliuum bhoy--- IT ir P:rr\
I iC Icichtr pet' girl-HA.nte Belle R.i d r
Ihe rc le hcr'r pey lu., -. ndlrew Di. n~i.ii.
Ida Ruth Hammer, 'z2.
Era nuestra primera noche en la isla de Pacheca,
situada aproximadamente treintiocho millas al
sur-oeste del puerto de Balboa. Darminos esa
noche en la playa abierta, bajo las palmas. Una
hoguera en la arena delante de nosotros iluminaba
indistintamente una part del grande y obscure
mar y dejaba distinguir el matorral que bordaba
la playa detrAs de nosotros. El canto incesante
de los insects en el mntorral v el sonido de las
olas tumbAndose contra los pefiascos, sosegironme
tranquilamente a un suefio de descanso complete.
Las estrellas ain titilaban cuando abri los ojos
al amanecer, v desde el oeste la luna derramaba
sobre el mar y la isla sus rayos hermosos. Sin
levantarme, contemplaba la :,..II. .'i da la natural-
eza, mientras una tras otra desaparecian las es-
trellas ante los rayos carmesies del este, heraldos
hermosos que proclamaban silenciosamente la
llegada del Rey S.l. El resplandor de la luna
palideci6 ante la hermosura del sol, a media que
los queji.os de los animals en el obscure ma-
torral cesaban con el dulce cant matutinal de los
paijaros. El mundo despert6 bajo los suaves
rayos del ben6fico donador de luz y calor, y Dios
nos habia dado otro dia.
LA PUESTA DEL SOL.
Ethel WaTinio, '25.
Sintiendome mis ambiciosa de lo usual, de-
termine dar un paseo sola por el bosque no lejos
de mi casa. Mientras andaba, admiraba las
flores silvestres de various colors y recogi un ra-
millete de ellas. Los Arboles grandes, cuyas ramas
ondeaban esbeltamente en la brisa, me parecian
De repente la puesta del sol me llam6 la aten-
ci6n y yo permaneci at6nita ante tanta belleza
de la naturaleza. El cielo estaba azul pilido,
Carol Riglb, '25.
Let us lazily languish our lives away.
Let us lyrically loaf and lightly love.
The wine of life beats high in our veins;
Must we study and serve and slave each day?
The wine of life beats high, and above
Shines the moon. Let us merrily drown our pains.
In the old Balboa High School
In the year of '2 ,
Among the rooms upon the thirn floor,
First of all comes 52.
There Miss Frost stands at the hl ckbo.tr.l,
Tries in vain to teach us Spanish,
Tries to teach us old verb endings,
But we all look blank before her.
And in "Lecturas Faciles,"-
I have fear the name's misleading,
For it is not one bit easy,-
We quake as we recite them.
Then those hard old Spanish letters
That are taught in "Humphrey's Prose,"
tefiido aqui y alli de un tinte rosado. Hacia el
oriented, se podia ver l..r.lr nubecitas de oro que
parecian peinar suavemente, de vez en cuando,
las cimas de las montaiias. El sol echaba rayos
que chispeaban come brillantes sobre el arroyuelo
al pie de un cerro. Poco a poco, la grande forma
dorada desapareci6 detris de las montaiias y su
gloria resplandeciente se apagaba en el crep'isculo
a media que me dirigia a casa.
Carol Rigby, '"2.
\\ r.r,... a poem is awfully hard work:
You must toil, you must drudge in the darksomest mirk;
Your brain you must rack, a fit subject to find;
And then write it up. What a task! My poor mind
I fear, will give out ere the fool thing is done.
I'm the sorrowf'lest person that's under the sun.
1Mildred Oliver, '26.
We all wish that we could write them,
Write them this way, write them that way,
Write them anyway, or no way.
And on Fridays, day of terrors,
When the chart is opened for us,
We all sit there, sometimes speaking,
Mostly answering "Yo no se."
Then Miss Frost will glower at us,
And we wish to shrink and vanish
'Til the buzzer rings. Then how thankful,
Ve all feel that we're living,
Still to follow the path of learning,
"En la sala cincuentidos."
THF COL'RTSHIP OF MILFS STANDISH.
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.. - I'. : -..r I, : l 2 1 111. ,I I .n, l, UD_ ., l.l O l'lern
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i. IL ,1.I 1 A k .i- .k, 'lr Brc I.r r LI, -.* . l.. .or I. in.i rn
M rs.. IrI w-tr : "\\h\, h1m ..I \. IL d ,ill Captainl
it..indish. CL inir rfllht iin. I ha\e n't sen viiu
I'r da'. a.nd i d.< .."
F n iter C:iprairN Mliles Stan11 sh, W a.iriing a mili-
rant I sll rt.I lr.h :inil .1 ,.itr'_ 1 Ia A tlr1nt C,._ilnd .
Hl app'..r i n1 r I 'u'. I
C.ipt,.in 'trait ili-h. "(i.. d I ninr i., M rs. Brew.-
r.r. I- cr- th:r is- I rl thIuhr I lwouIld
anll h' I u :i ar, p r.,'L witrh the altar
IMrs. Br.-str: ", r: Wh Tiit wll, Captain, I
a.ssirt \ illi. I .ils [ ,t trkin ii the picture ol
rth M .ili il, ini 1 l-,i' \,i u I ll. l.-
C..iL n r itAdlsh: \\ill, lMrs-. Briesster, d on't
l.et im: i iiltru r \l iiin rl I LArn. l i\ rk. G(- right
.rillii I'll lin rt.iil n11 stll ith The. iceli de-rc.i.
\ Ilk.s I.:irts 111 sr, .it 1r rlC i rI i i.u1 nr, and M rs.
lIre L.sr r i ntrirn- r., her .rk .A pause, while
NI i 'l.r1. -. .I oii Ic -,. liiL r ii n li iii rh, h 'm n iribi k.
\iles l rirninie.' rt M sr.. Bru 'tCr: "M NlIs Pris-
i.Ila isn't hl in is s-h. ."
Mrs. Bre 'Aster. \Vh, I d in't think si, Cap-
tain HIvcver, ,he might he, .ior I ca:n hardly
keep tr.iiLk f her -sinet, she has had her hair b. bbed
and taken to rouge and lip stick."
Mis,: "'he's a lovely girl-a perfectly lovely
girl, isn't she?"
Mrs. B.: "Yes, of course. Though she has a
few faults; but they will soon be ironed out if
she marries the right man."
il es: "\\hy, cr-- do you think Priscilla is
thinking uf getting married "
Mrs. B.: "I hope not, at least not tu the kind
she's g.-inig around with no. But one can ne er
tell about these modern girls. They aren't like
girls ecrc when I was ioung I ith a sigh). I
inrtice she'. been primiping Lup a good deal lately,
and that's a bad sign. I if c.'urie, we must expect
her t' i marr sinmetinime; but I constantly pray
thatr he will nmarr\ so rme an r ith experience-for
instance, an older mani, like yourself."
Miles ij'tfullyi: '"\\h, now Mrs. Brcwster,
di. \',i think that iuch a sweet, innmii ent little
cr.iature as Priscilla could cargo: for -
.A voice in the next ru.nii: ".AL'NTIE!"
Mrs. B.: "Yes, dear." T,.i MNilcsi "That must
he Priscilla nn,%.''
\','ice: "\'hcre'n the- dickLns did \ uu put my
Nlr.. B.: "In the drc;ssr, dJuar. I do hope you
arc'il't oiniie '*ut ith an\ tAf those b'-.\s to-night."
SFnter Pricilla, i., radiant as Aurora, beauti-
ful a, Aphrodite.,
Brc stcr, rhar I'm ci ing toi keep on using rouge
and lip stick and Hou thiants perfume and powder
i, ',plt iII \-ur .l- et tiail It yi.' 'd done it when
\ilt wLrs, a :1 rl, you t ruldn't have remained an
,ld m-- -. 1- xcse me, dea, I didn't mean to
hurt \.our feclinies."
iMNiles twiddles hi; thumbs, looking apologetic
fi.,r being:i a ittness t : a dl'mestic quarrel. Finally
Priss illa nitiLc' him i
Priscilla: "Hello, Miles. You here? Haven't
'ut a Ihate yet, either. I've told you a thousand
limes I can't abide whiskers."
Miles: "'Well- er- no, Priscilla. All the
men in our family have worn whiskers, and I just
can't give them up. They're sort of family
heirlooms, you know."
Priscilla: "Yes, I know. You'd be homesick
Priscilla: "Scalp any Indians to-day ?"
Milk.: "Why, no, Miss Priscilla."
Priscilla: "Next time you go Indian hunting I
want you to take me along. I'd love to shoot
,1Ill, looks nervous, fidgets a while; then
takes his leave.)
EVENING, SAME PLACE.
(Priscilla sitting before the fireplace. A knock
at the door.)
Priscilla: "Come in."
(Enter John Alden.)
Priscilla: "Hello, John. I've been wondering
why you didn't come to see me."
John: "Good evening, Priscilla. Well, you
see Old Whiskers keeps me busy writing love let-
lets for him. Get that one I wrote to you for him
Priscilla (laughing): "Yes. Wasn't it a scream?"
John: "He sent me over to-night, too."
Priscilla: "I must say that's flattering to me.
What does Old Ironsides want this time?"
John: "He wants me to ask you to marry him.
Really, he's an awfully good egg."
Priscilla: "Yes, I know. Rock-ribbed and
ancient as the sun. Whenever I want to go out
with a nice, tender, little cake-eater like yourself,
Auntie Brewster says I'm not dry behind the ears
yet; but she would have me marry THAT (mean-
ing Mile- to-morrow if I would."
John: "Bur Priscilla, Miles would make you a
good husband. Look, he has social position in
London, he has ample wealth, he has
Priscilla: A verdant crop of whiskers. Why
don't you speak for yourself, John?"
(They kiss several times.)
SNATCHES FROM A DIARY.
Lucie Jeffers, '27.
December 3. I hate to miss any school! It
gives one so much work to make up. I'll never he
absent three weeks again unless I'm really so ill I
can't stand. The only thing that I expect to pass
is geometry-and I don't get any credit for that!
The letter I got from Mary to-day was welcome,
but it makes me surer than ever that boarding
school isn't the place for her. She's henna'd her
hair now. What next!
,1. rhor and I went out to the islands to get Dad
this afternoon. While we were going out it was
clear, but coming back- Heavens! It rained
so that we could hardly see. Dad had to park
under a shed out at Amador. We were there over
an hour, before it stopped raining. Fortunately,
I had a book, so I didn't mind very much.
December 4. It was pouring as usual when I
awoke this morning. I thought the dry season had
come, but I find I was mistaken.
We had a class meeting this morning. Twenty-
five cents a month was decided on as the amount
for the dues. That's not at all bad, but it's too
near Christmas to pay those for October and No-
vember this month!
Speaking of Christmas, Miss Hopkins wants us
to have an entertainment the day before the vaca-
tion begins. She wants us to have a play and
singing. I must say it would be fun for the par-
ticipators, but how will the ;iirin' sound to the
Yesterday they weighed and measured the
girls. I've become a quarter of an inch shorter
since last year, and lost o1 pounds. The loss in
weight is all right but this shrinking in height is
I broke the mirror in my compact to-day. I
broke nine last year. That makes seventy years
bad luck! I might as well die, if that's true!
To-morrow comes the Senior Entertainment.
I think I'll go to see it, but I might as well wait
until then to decide, for after all, to-morrow is
another day, and who knows what may happen ?
Carol Rigby, '25.
Last night I lay looking at the sky.
It looked as if made of deep blue velvet;
And the stars, pin pricks, through which the light shone
THE BIRD OF KILLI(;\ORTH
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But I iuLhrTr nril. met his %orr':;
r, hlini' the wiunr went, bing! bing' blnu'-
\N lbird. "ere left rheir ionfg to sinL
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X\nd liudJ chetrci rhic ri-.vri elirc
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6scorie Y -h. anj ii ll n#':er 'pe.k,
But Ril-ph. he is a regular -heik.
I ,rfil : -I L.r ita Ric i R, Bul ser BurL:,)rin,
Xnd Di irir B. lik: .1 muon.
I- le.inoire the LSic, shark.
Ruth i. rei. l or a lirk.
And now I'te mentioned all but three.
Nlili H,'pkins our teacher, Dorothy, and me.
TIlIE SENIOR PLAY.
Rena il, I oun, 2.
The Class of '25 made a most successful debut
at the Balboa Clubhouse, March 20, 192;, in
"The Amazons," a clever play of English -'. ti;.-.
The characters, listed in order of their appearance,
were as follows:
Youatt (a servant)........
Reverend Roger Minchin..
Miriam, Marchioness of Castl
Wilhelnena Belturber .
Noeline Belturbet .. ...
Sergeant Shuter....... .
Andre, Count I)e Grival ....
Galfred, Earl of Tweenwayes
Barrington, Viscount I.itterly
Fitton (a gamekeeper) ......
Or:s (a poacher)........ .
.. John Tatom
...... . Paul Sullivan
ejordan lMiss Dorothy Eastman
... Miss Constance Graft
Miss Ida Ruth Hammer
. Mliss Helene Grimison
..... Miss Agnes McDade
.. ... .. Paul l)uran, 1M .
.. .... James Woodruff
...... Jaco Van Hardeveld
. ..... .Ralph Clements
Acts I and II are laid in the Tangle of Overcote Park.
Act III takes place in the g gymnasium of Overcote Hall.
The drama was a mixture of romance and stir-
ring events. Reverend Minchin comes to Over-
cote Hall to remonstrate with Lady Castlejordan
about her three daughters, who are known as the
"Amazons," because she has brought them up to
act as boys. They are all strong, athletic girls.
While Mi. Mln, hin and Lady Castlejordan are
conversing, Lady Wilhelmena Belturbet enters.
She is dressed for fishing, and shocks Mr. \1,. hli
beyond measure. Lady Noeline returns from a
several weeks' stay in London. While in London,
Noeline lost her ring, and she is much worried
about it. Lady Thomasin helps to shock Mr.
Minchin both by her dress and by her actions.
Three '.iii', men, Andre de Grival, Lord
Tweenwayes, and Lord Litterly come to Overcote
Park to see the three young ladies, with whom
they have fallen in love. They plan to conceal
themselves in the park until the ladies appear.
Here Fitton takes the girls to hunt, and they
come upon the young men. Quite naturally, the
hunting ends, and the girls devote themselves to
the men for the rest of the time. While they are
separated from the girls, a poacher enters the
grounds and fights with two of the men. lord
Litterly catches him, and sends him off the grounds.
Lord Tweenwayes and Andre D)e Grival give
Fitton money, so that he will tell Lady Thomasin
and Lady Wilhelmina that they saved him and
were very brave. Lord Litterly asks Noeline to
tattoo an "N" on his arm. She does not want to,
but finally consents. Later she finds out that
Lord Litterly assisted her in London. He re-
turns her lost tin.
Lord Tweenwayes and Andre De Grival have
been invited to the Hall, and Lord Litterly has
picked up the invitation and has followed them.
They arrive in the girl's gymnasium and hide in
the cupboard. The girls enter and start their
exercises. Shuter, the girl's companion, goes in-
to the cupboard and reveals the men. Lord Lit-
terly recognizes Shuter as his old nurse's daughter,
and he talks her into permitting them to stay.
Lady Castlejordan enters and is greatly shocked
at the dancing and drinking going on. Finally,
she becomes reconciled and asks the men to stay
and dine with them.
Misses Helene Grimison, Ida Ruth Hammer, and
Constance Graff, as the three charming daughters
of Lady Castlejordan, played their parts with ease
and naturalness. Jacob Van Hardeveld, as Lord
Litterly, a very gallant young English gentleman,
and a cousin to the young ladies, showed himself a
perfect lover in wooing the fair Noeline. Paul
Sullivan, as the minister, took his part exception-
ally well. Dorothy Eastman, in the role of Iady
Castlejordan, the strict mother of the young girls,
showed marked ability. Dorothy has been in
many plays, but we think she excelled in this one.
Agnes McDade, as Sergeant Shuter, acted her
part to perfection. It was something unusual to
see Agnes so serious and precise. Leon Weiss,
as the gamekeeper, acted very cleverly. Ralph
Clements, as Orts, the poacher, was very funnv.
64 THE ZONI.AN.
We didn't know Ralph had such an operatic voice.
John Tatom, as Youatt, the servant, even though
he had a very minor part, was very good.
But Paul Duran, as Andre De Grival, was one
of the grand triumphs of the evening. He was
every inch of the Frenchman, even to his bewitch-
ing mustache. He was a very good Romeo and
tried to prove to Wilhelmena and Lady Castle-
jordan that, although he was French by birth-he
was a true Englishman. In doing this, great
Last week, down into the city,
To the great and teeming city,
Panama, our pride, our sorrow,
Went I gayly, all unknowing
The strange fate that lay before me.
For a hat I went so gayly,
For a hat of dew and sunlight,
For the hat I long had dreamed of.
Went I first then into Nina's;
Thought I, she the skillful-fingered,
She, the artist, she, the lover
Of sweet hats and fragile dresses,
She will have the hat I dream of.
sl.,,hr I long, but sought I vainly.
Up and down the streets I wandered
Like a lost soul, seeking Heaven.
Asked I of the passing women,
Of the bustling, hustling women
Where to find the hat I dreamed of,
The fay hat of dew and sunlight.
Long I asked, and long I sought it,
Sought it up and down the city,
difficulties befell him-but finally he succeeds.
The other great triumph of the evening was James
\'Woodruff', as the Earl of Tweenwayes, an English
friend of Andre De Grival. He caused much
amusement byhis continually telling of his ancestry
and reciting poetry. He plaj ed his part su %ell
that it made one forget it was only acting.
To Miss Frances Harrington, who had the en-
tire responsibility of coaching and producing the
play is due its unrivaled success.
THE TALE OF A HAT.
Carol Rigby, '25.
Sought in highways, sought in byways,
Sought still sought, my hat, the dreamed-of.
After days of weary searching
Stood I on the corner sadly,
Musing on the corner sadly.
Then I heard a strain of music,
Sweet, sad, music, all unearthly,
And down the sun ray streaming,
Gleaming, came my hat, my dream one,
My fay hat of dew and sunlight.
Just a moment, then 'twas vanished.
Though I stood then in the city,
In a street within the city,
Yet my soul was in the heavens,
In the high and glorious heavens.
Know I now that ne'er I'll find my
Faery hat of dew and sunlight,
But I've seen my lovely vision.
'Tis but few, to whom 'tis granted
Vision of their hope, their ideal,
Here on earth to see their ideal.
Constance Graff, '25.
I'd like to be a poet
And write of flowers and things,
To have my verse remembered
By princes, queens, and kings.
To wander through the woodland,
And over hill and glade
To dream and sing and ponder,
Of thoughts that never fade.
To climb to a mountain's summit,
To watch the lakes below,
To feel the breath of autumn,
See the first of a winter's snow.
To build great castles in the air,
To live in the crest of the moon,
To watch the stars twinkling brightly,
To hear the shrill cry of the "loon."
But nay-I must stop my wishing,
And wanting and dreaming in vain,
And go on with the duties before me
If life's highest goal I'd attain.
C.-AUSF. OF PAUL SULLIVAN'S ZERO MARK
Mystery Solved by unrelenting Efforts of Emilie Conley.
The appearance of a prominent Senior's name
on the failure list recently aroused a furore. The
culprit, Paul Sullivan, readily admitted that it
was the result of a zero grade in English, but re-
fused to divulge the motive. It has lately been
discovered by Emilie Conley that it was caused
by failure to turn in poetry assignment.
"My poetry is for another purpose," stated the
accused. -Carol Rigby, '25.
PIO-)M I NENT HIGH SCHOOL BOY NEARLY
KILLED WEDNESDAY NIGHT.
May Be Disfigured For Life.
Senior of Balboa High School suffers torture from
Wednesday night at ten o'clock, Mr. John
Tatom was nearly killed due to the stopping of
the circulation of the blood.
"By mistake," says Mr. Tatom, "I put the
ring on and then to mi dismay found I could not
get it off." Upon perceiving that the ring would
not come off and seeing the increasing swelling in
his little finger, he shouted for help. His two
brothers arriving on the scene, endeavored to
pull the ring off but it did not move. His mother
then was called. She, fearing that tragedy would
be the result of this apparently harmless incident,
Clawed the finger in ice water. But although the
finger was nearly frozen in their efforts to make it
shrink, the ring would not come off.
Now thoroughly terrified, for Mr. Tatom was
growing very weak with suffering, his mother sent
a hurry call for the doctor. When the doctor
arrived he found \lr. Tatom fainting with the pain.
After examining the finger, he quickly called for
a cake of soap. Carefully applying coats of soap
on the injured member, he at length succeeded in
removing the offending article. The patient be-
gan at once to recover. All the patient could say
when asked how it happened was "I put it on by
mistake." Just what he meant has not been de-
cided yet by the relatives of patient.
The patient has now partially recovered his
strength, although it is yet too soon to ascertain
the extent of the damage. His mother fears that
his little finger will be disfigured for life. Alrh, iiTh
very worried about this, the friends and relatives
hope for the best as time only will tell.
-Dorothy Eastman, '25.
B. H. S. STUDENTS ARRESTED FOR
BREACH OF PEACE.
Ralph Clements and James Burgoon Find Mango Stealing
B. H. S. students were horrified to learn of the
arrest of Ralph Clements and James Burgoon,
popular Seniors, for mango stealing. The robbery
took place in Mr. Gerrans'yard at 6.i5 p.m. yes-
terday. The boys tried to dislodge the mangoes
by throwing stones, some of which alighted on the
roof of the house, arousing Mr. Gerrans. Sallying
forth, he caught the culprits and detained them
until the police arrived, ignoring the pleas of his
son Earle. Burgoon and Clements were lodged
in the Balboa jail but were soon bailed on a popu-
lar subscription raised by Oliver Schroyer.
When the case came up in court, Judge Blackburn
dismissed the boys with a reprimand.
-Carol Rigby, '25.
CAKE BAKING CAUSES GIRL TO BOB HAIR.
Loretta Kocher Burns Hair in Lighting Oven. Hair
The nonappearance of Loretta Kocher at
school yesterday was explained this morning when
she appeared with bobbed hair. Ioretta states
that while attempting to light the gas oven she
caused an explosion which singed her hair. The
accident has proved a blessing in disguise, for it
won her father's consent to bob her hair.
-Carol Rigby 'j.
66 THE ZONIAN.
THIS YOUNGER GENERATION.
Alice Halloran, '26.
Should you ask me, whence these flappers,
Whence these vamps and flappers, this age,
Whence this change in youths and maidens,
Whence this dancing, flitting, flirting,
I should answer, I should tell you,
From long ages without pleasure,
From long years of dreary labor,
From long times of ceaseless pleasing.
Many years have we been silent;
Now we rise for now we triumph,
With the past we're ne'er contented,
E'er our heads are bent and hoary
Shall our ways be well repented.
Of our ways the old grow weary,
Independent and creative,
In our very dress and action.
Living in a fast age are we
Not like yesterday's creation.
To be natural and pleasing
In each word and deed and action,
That is all we ask of fortune,
That is all we ask of people.
We are flighty in our manner,
Says the older generation,
In this reign of all cosmetics,
In this age of syncopation.
So if what we do be folly
We alone will have to answer,
But remember in so doing
We are History repeated.
So good-bye to all hard labor,
Let us live our life in pleasure,
With no time to lose or squander
On deep thoughts of man and time.
IF I WERE SANDMAN.
Loretta Kocher, '25.
I've often thought and wondered too,
If I were sandman, just what I'd do.
I'd have a great large bag of dreams
Filled with all that is and seems.
To those who were young and immature
I'd give dreams of all the things most pure,
Of toys, and drums, and that sort of thing,
And heavenly angels who love to sing.
To boys, who green things liked to eat,
And considered mangoes a special treat,
I'd give the very best dreams I had,
For they need something to make them glad.
To those who were wicked and full of greed
I'd give the sort of dreams they need,
I'd fill their sleep with nightmares cruel
And let them see they're the devil's tool.
I would make them mend their satanic ways,
Or I'd haunt their lives the rest of my days.
To the ancient invalid, worn and sad,
I would give my dreams to make him glad,
And fill him with visions of times to be
When he his departed ones should see.
To the people so generous and so true
Always helping me and you,
Never bothering with their trouble,
Treating life as a wholesome bubble;
To such as these enough can't be given,
Truly their reward will be in Heaven.
To the lover many dreams would I give,
For without dreams, can a lover live?
All his hopes are vaguest dreams,
Nothing to him is what it seems.
But do you know what I believe
And I think you'll find it true?
The sandman does the very same things
That I have written to you.
THE SENIORS OF '25.
Loretta Kocher, '25.
The class of twenty-five is fine,
The very best in all the line.
Of boys and girls we are thirty-five,
Everyone "peppy" and alive
Ready to strive and do our best
For the class that is better than the rest,
Always ready for some fun,
After our Jal'. work is done.
But soon from school we will depart
With llihn hand and anxious heart,
We vow our very best to do
As young Americans-tried and true.
Rena De Young, '25.
On November 4, a triangular debate was given
in the Assembly Hall by a few chosen members of
the Senior Class.
The proposition of the debate was: Resolved,
that La Follette, Davis, Coolidge, should be
President of the United States of America. The
debaters were: Paul Sullivan and Rena De Young,
Dorothy Eastman and Ida Ruth Hammer, James
Woodruff and Helene Grimison. The students,
as judges, rendered the following decision: La Fo-
lette, 94 votes; Davis, 63 votes; and Coolidge,
The debate was very interesting and each
debater showed himself very capable.
A ZONIAN benefit program was held at the Y. W.
C. A. during the last week in November. It was
a tremendous success, both financially and so-
Mrs. R. C. Hardman deserves a great deal of
praise for her very clever interpretation of "The
Merchant of Venice," and also for donating her
services to the Balboa High School. We take
this means to express our sincere thanks for her
cooperation with us.
The B. H. S. Male Chorus, under the direction
of Miss Currier, was greatly applauded, and was
obliged to give several encores.
I. D esert D ream .......... .... .....
MRS. A. R. BROWN'S ORCHESTRA.
2. Reading-"The Merchant of Venice," Act I, Scenes I,
2, and 3.
MRS. R. C. VHAKDMAN.
3. There's Music in the Air..............
B. H. S. MALE CHORUS
Directed by Miss CURRIER.
4. "Merchant of Venice,". ..... Synopsis of Second Act, and
Scenes 1, 2 and 3, Act 3.
MRs. R. C. HARDMAN.
5. Violin Solo, \ ..r .." L'I Dance". ................ Dilda
Miss CORNELIA VAN HARDEVELD
Accompanied by Miss MARIE HUNSECKER.
6. Vocal Solo. ..... ....................S... Selected
MRS. R. DWELLE
MRs. EASTMAN at the piano.
7. "Merchant of Venice"............Act 4, Scenes I and 2
MRs. R. C. HARDMAN.
8. Piano Solo-"Choeur et Danse de Lutins"....Th. Dubois
Miss HELEN MORGAN.
9. "Merchant of Venice".............. ..........Act 5
MRs. R. C. HARDMAN.
Io. Orchestra-- l:-BluC re"................Drigo-Auer
MRS. A. R. BROWN'S ORCHESTRA.
GENERAL JOHN J. P-RSHING
VISITS B. H. S.
General Per~hing came to the high school 'on
December i and gaFc an r interestii talk. He
will always he very hichl\ esrcenmcd by the Uirls
of B. H. S.; particularly bicau- e of his flattering
compliments in rtaard rIn their beauJr\.
This is General Pershine'- secuind visit to the
Canal. \\e inceretl hope %we shall be honored
again with his presence in the near future.
B. . S. BENEFIT PROGRAM.
The B. H. S. eaae a big sh,'w otn IDeemb- r 5.
It was saaid t, 1be the b ct ii its kind ever put on
at :he Balb, a Clutbhou.c.
The three feature number. ,f the program wcere:
The B. H. S. Follies; the One-Act Pla\; and The
Den of the Gvpsies. 1Al will live in the memory
of the f,-rtunate persons u lio saw them.
Mr. B. I.. Bc.s, our principal, is to he congratu-
lated on his very cleter advertising campaign.
Miss Sherman, the Senior Class Ad% isor, should
be especially congratulated l'r her direction rof
the pla>, and for the help she contributed to the
show in general.
(Owing to the great success of the program, it
%was repeated at the V. NI. C. A., and was greeted
lor the second time with a crowded house.
BALBOA HIGH SCHOOL ENTERTA4INMLNT,
Frid.L t'tnrne. December 1924, at I 15 p. m.
i Apple Blossom--La .ilorarrna .B H. S. Orchestra
z. \\h.t Mothers-in-l.ia Can Do One.Act Plat
3. Humor Joe BI.,,
4 Speci..lr Elizabeth Granberry
4. There' Ilu.ic in the Air--FriJedJnp B. H. S. Mlale Chorus
I' Thomp'on the Eg. ptian Jacob Van Hardeveld
Tumblin B. H. S. Acrobats
i H.i:alian Duer Jensen and V: n Hardeteld
SF.,lleic of the B. H. S. Girls' Chorus
I:'. Z:mp.--Coning the Piano Earle Gerrans
II Sord Dance Gertrude Harrison
S iolhn Solo Cornelia Van Hardeveld
i.1. R:]t MeNle -iges frum all over the world d R dio
14 The Den ot the G.)psies Dorolh\ F stmin and Chorus
I .. Moatie---It's a Jo. Snub Pollard
A SURPRISE PARTY.
Mr. RBsos, with the aid of Miss Grover, the Do-
mestic Science teacher, and her pupils, gave a
most delightful surprise party at the Domestic
Science Building for the participants of the show,
in honor of their success. All had a most enjoy-
able time and greatly appreciated the thoughtful-
ness of Mr. Boss
Follies of the B. H. S.
The Sophomore Class put on a very clever
Christmas Program at the Y. W. C. A. on Iecem-
ber 19, under the supervision of Miss Hopkins.
Only the students and the faculty were invited.
The contestants were Joseph Duran, who re-
cited "Toussaint L'Ouverture" by Wendell Phil-
lips; Thomas Northrop, "Sparticus to the Gald-
iators;" Ralph Jensen, "The New South" by
Henry W. Grady; Leon Greene, "A NMctsauc to
Garcia" by Elbert Hubbard; and Hal Cooper,
The Den of the Gypsies.
i. Violin Solo. ..... ............... .Virginia Robinson
Accompanied by IDA RUTH HAMMER
2. Piano Solo .............. .......
3. One-Act Play ........... ....
4. Boys' Chorus.... .. .. ... .... B.
Directed by Miss CURRIER
5. Girls' Chorus .. .......... Merm
Directed by Miss CURRIER
6. Flute Solo.
... Wm. Rogers
H. S. Freshmen
bears of B. H. S.
Jack De Castro
Accompanied by LESLIE BNANA
7. B. H. S. Orchestra... ... . .. ...
Under the direction of Miss CURRIER
April 3, at 2 o'clock, in the auditorium of the
Balboa High School, the annual Declamatory Con-
test under the direction of i\s ,, \\h Il. and Miss
Hopkins, was held.
The program was opened by the Girl's Glee
Club, which sang two very pleasing numbers: "In
the Time of Roses" and "A Cradle Song."
"The Blue and the Gray" by Henry Cabot Lodge.
First, second, and third places were awarded to
Thomas Northrop, Joseph Duran, and Leon
Greene. The judges were Mrs. E. F. Attaway,
Mrs. A. R. Brown, and Mrs. Wendall Green.
The program was closed by the Boy's Glee Club,
which sang "Drink to 1I Only With Thine Eyes"
and" We Meet Again To-night, Boys."
SOPHOMORE PIC\ IC.
The Sophomores had a most enjoyable picnic
on Ancon Hill, during the month of March. They
sang and danced to the music of ukeleles. The
usual picnic luncheon was tini,,Jd.
Miss Hopkins and Miss Laws were the chap-
GIRLS' FRESHMAN PARTY.
The Girls' Freshman Club had a very enjoyable
evening at the Y. W. C. A. on March 27. A
70 THE ZONIAN.
little entertainment was presented. -Margaret
Sumner gave an oriental dance. Sissy Ayers gave
a very artistic toe dance. Charlotte Jensen played
a charming violin solo. A little one-act impromp-
tu play was given. Delicious refreshments were
served. The hours were from 6 to 8.30. Every-
one had a wonderful time.
During the carnival season of 1925, the Seniors
and Juniors hired a truck and took in the carnival
from 4 o'clock till 8 o'clock p. m.
All were dressed in costume and went up and
down the main streets singing the native and school
songs. Everyone enjoyed himself to the utmost.
Mr. Boss, Miss Hopkins, and Mr-. Daniels were
From 8 o'clock 'till 1o o'clock, the Freshmen
and Sophomores engaged the truck. It was per-
fectly terrible to allow those youngsters to stay
out so late. The teachers should have known
SENIOR'S ANNUAL CLIMB.
It seems that everySenior Class has had amoon-
light picnic on Ancon Hill. So quite naturally,
we had to keep up the old custom.
On Friday, February 6, at 6 o'clock p. m.,
the Seniors and a few invited Juniors were
assembling at the dear old Balboa High School,
and in a little while, started out on the climb.
It was a difficult ascent, but the Seniors are used
to these picnics, so at 7 o'clock, or maybe a little
past 7, they reached the top. After a short rest,
the boys made a camp fire, and then began the
roasting of weeniess" and marshmallows. They
sang the school and modern songs, and in general
had a wonderful time. At 10.30 they slowly de-
scended the hill, singing, and all feeling they had
had a delightful outing.
The party was chaperoned by the lMisse Sher-
man, Hopkins, and Laws.
SHORT STORY CONTEST.
Every year a short story contest is held in the
Balboa High School.
All the stories of the winners of this year's con-
test can not be printed in the ZONIAN, due to the
lack of space.
The winners of the contest this year were as
i. Polly James, "-The Mooncalf."
2. Patricia Flint, "Una Gente Perdida."
3. Fred Hclmericks, "El Barrig6n."
4. Catherine Conger, "The Strange Story of
5. Edith Trowbridge, "On Leave from the
6. Charles Butter,, "A Retributive Romance."
7. L.cie \V. Franklin, "The Dream Girl."
OIHE P XOCIA E L IE. I, LOO) LD FOR H ARD TO:
i. Junior .and 's nior D since
i. Jll110or-'enll.r B.inqu.ii .
B t.,: Il ure te iermoii
I.UNCHEON GIVEN BY I)OIFSTIC
On Friday, Ma. i, 925., a luncheon %as served
by tile I).,mestic Science Class to eignt invited
teaches of Balboa High School. Miss G;rojer
supervised the cooking. The guests were seared
at two tables decorated with red bougainvillea
and were served by student waitrese:s.
The menu was: Fruit cup, meat loat, creamed
potatoes, pea, \eetable salad, iced rea, olives,
floating island and coconut puffs. The guests
were Mr. Boss, Miss Hopkins, Miss Sherman,
Miss Miss Wo iss \Vhaley, Miss Laws, Miss
Steen, and Miss Grover.
The Juniors sho\wtd themselves to be lust as
capable as the Seniors in nutting ,n a good pro-
gram. It %as given on May 6, at the Balboa
Clubhnusc, ind to an c.ceptionally large audience.
The hit ot the evening \as Mliss \iorlt Stroop,
in a \ery clever eccentric song and dance. She
was encored tour times. The High School is to
be congratulated on having such unusual\ tal-
Mr. Boss arranged for the specialities. Miss
Currier directed the musical numbers; and Miss
Hopkins, the drama and the sketch.
BALBOA HIGH SCHOOL ENTERTAINMENT.
I r.I ,, May 8, 1925, 8.15 p. m.
I. Pizzicato Polka, p .;. KR
2. "Trysting place," by Booth
PATRICIA FLINT.... .....
MARY McCoNAGH'V. .....
FRANCES GREENE .......
RICHARD ENGELKE.. . .
3. Sunset Sketches, .lMountain
4. Dare-Devil Thrills... ...
5. Songs.......... ........
6. El Tango de la Muerte.....
Miss Constance Graff
ose.........B. H. S. Orchestra
.......... Launcelot Briggs
................ M rs. C urtis
....... .... .. .Jessie Briggs
... ....... Rupert Smith
. . .... Mrs. Briggs
............ .M r. Ingoldsby
Laurel... B. H. S. Orchestra
.......... B. H. S. Acrobats
......B. H. S. Male Chorous
.......... Argentine Tango
Mr. Elias Anastaciado
7. Flute solo, Drigo's Serenade and minuet in A..........
Jack de Castro
8. A Modern Priscilla ........... Sketch by Charles Butters
WILLIAM WEDWALT........ .
IRENE BROWN. . .......
EI.OISE LORING. .............
THOM S NORTHROP. ... ..
9. Songs......... .... ......
10. A Bernarr MacFadden Specialty
II. Violin Solo.................... .
12. Spanish Chorus... ..........
13. Secret of the Cut-Step-Canter ..
.... ..Captain Smith
.. ......NMiss Brewster
B. H. S. Male Chorous
...... B. H. S. Acrobats
. .... .Girl's Chorus
......... Vi )let Stroop
14. Poco Presto fro n Hickville. Constance Graff and Troop
SOPHOMORE I.1 NCHEON.
On April 23, the Sophomores gave a luncheon
at the Iomestic Science Building. It was served
in perfect taste by the students of Miss Grover.
After the luncheon, the pupils came back to the
High School and danced to the jazzy music of the
school orchestra until twelve-thirty o'clock.
JI NIOR PROGRAM REPEATED AT
At Amador on May i5, the Junior Class re-
peated the program that they had given at the
The show was a big success and over a thou-
sand people were present. Everyone said that
it was the best entertainment that had ever been
given at Amador.
On Saturday, May 23, Captain Tomb and the
Sophomore Class acted as hosts to more than fifty
students of B. H. S. The day's uir.ineQ was held
at Moro Island. The tide was good, the sun was
not too hot, and the swimmers spent a glorious
day in the Pacific. For those who did not swim,
our thoughtful hosts provided a victrola for danc-
ing. Several mothers went along too, and it was
they who served "hot dogs" and ice cream. Rah,
for Captain Tomb, Miss Hopkins, the Sophomores
and the Chaperones.
-Loretna Kocher, '23.%
BALBOA HIGH SCHOOL SUPPER CLUB.
On November, 12, 1924, the Supper Club met
for the first time since 1923. All new officers
were elected: Alice Oliver, President; Hattie
Belle Rader, Vice President; Fl.t ri,. Tonneson,
Secretary; Florence lurr.L, h, Treasurer.
On December 10, 1924, a meeting was held in
which preparations were made for Conference,
after which i,..'rii_ is in January and February
were held for the same purpose.
On 1l.lr, h 13, 1924, the whole Balboa Supper
Club journeyed to Cristobal to take parr in the
Fourth Annual Vocational Conference. As soon
as we arrived at the Cristobal Y. W. C. A. we
registered, and then we went into the gymnasium
room where a short program was put on. \1-
Healy presided. Ruth Hopkins gave a speech of
welcome and Hattie Belle Rader gave a response.
The Conference song was sung by Helen Vineyard.
As the emblem of the Conference was the four-
leaf clover, Miss Jeans told us about the stem.
After a short and enjoyable program, refreshments
were served. As the hour was beginning to tell
us it was about time to go to bed, we adjourned
until the next morning.
Everybody was called at 7 o'clock, and at 7.30
we were on the New Cristobal Beach, either en-
joying a salt swim or a morning sun bath. At
9.30 o'clock we were back at the Y. W. C. A.
After roll call we were called to devotion where
A0eII, Johnson spoke on Business; Mercedes Jor-
dan, \11 lI in.., Ethel Barnett, Teaching; Zonabel
Dec\lfth. Nursing; Belle Martin, Social Service;
hI-l'rcrc Peterson, Physical Training; Gay Tur-
ner, Law; Ii.,r, ic Tonneson, Home-making;
Edna Duvall, \11,.el.i.- l .ut .
Saturday noon we were all prepared for the
stunt luncheon. Dorothy Eastman was the chief
Saturday night the Fellowship Banquet was
held. The topic was Love. As this was the last
Conference the Seniors of both High Schools
would be able to attend, Miss Dodds gave each
Senior girl a beautiful red rose.
Sunday m-irning, March 15, everybody went
to the Union Church. After the service the girls
went to dinner with the hostesses. Sunday after-
noon at 2 o'clock, vesper service was held at the
Y. W. C. A. at which Miss Jones presided. At
4.00 we girls from Balboa took the train for home.
Saturday, May 9, 1925, the daughters enter-
tained the mothers at a tea. A short program was
put on in which JuanitaOrr gave a piano selection,
and readings were given by Hattie Belle RaJe- and
Theressa Betz; ending the program Dororth East-
man and Mildred Oliver played a violin duet.
At our last meeting we planned the activities
for the summer which will consist largely of w,,rk
for the people in Panama.
1//,v OYie'ir', '"s.
NF MORE .
Charles Butters, '26.
"For boyhood is a summer sun,
Whose waning is the dreariest one.
For all we live to know is known,
And all we seek to keep hath flown."
I wonder, as the years go by,
Mid shifting scenes of field and sky,
If dreams of youth must also die.
If there is power in dreams of youth,
If hope can point the way to truth,
Then dreams of you won't be in vain-
Devotion's sun will never wane.
I fear not for my love for you-
'Tis constant as the purple hue
That glorifies the parting day,
Or lingers in the misty spray
Of old Niagara's roaring flood.
But you, my Love, when duty calls
And carves your name on marble walls-
Will you forget the pleasant hours
We've spent in genial tropic bowers-
Your friendship fade like drooping bud?
Ethel II'ainto, '25.
Year after year it becomes more ilriit lr to
obtain information as to the whereabouts of our
Alumni. They pass through the doors of Balba
High and disappear into the world at large. VWe
want to keep in touch with every one of them and
wish that they would send us a few words of ad-
vice as each year draws to a close.
Nir- Jessie Daniels MacFarland, first high
school teacher on the Canal Zone, dropped in
upon us for a short stay. Representatives from
classes 1912-1921 held a banquet at the Hotel
Tivoli, March 16, in her honor.
It was a most joyous reunion and one that will
not soon be forgotten by thoze present. They
were: Mrs. Jessie Daniels M11 ".'irl.n.l, Miss
Alice Alexander, Miss Olga Frost, Mrs. Ruth
Hackenburg Dwelle, Mrs. Corinne Browning
Feeney, Mrs. Dorothy Magnuson Hamlin, \1
Catherine Hinton Sawyer, Miss Elizabeth Ash,
Miss Gabriel Butler, Miss Sara Wright, Mr. and
Mrs. Paul Warner, Mr. Lewis Moore, Mr.. Norinne
Hall Kaufer, Mrs. Stella Cody Sullivan, Mrs.
Julia Neilson Hartman, .Mi-s Cornelia Van Harde-
veld, Miss \l.iri.i Hunsecker, Mrs. Clara Wood
Neville, Ensign H. Roberts Carson, U. S. S. De1 -
yer, Miss Dorothy Browning, Mrs. Dorothy WVest-
burg Fitzpatrick, Mr. Francis X. Kerr, Mrs. Ruth
Farrell Burmester, Miss Virginia Winquist, Mr.
Lyle Womack, Mrs. Edith Engelke, Mr. Fowler
Banton, Mrs. Frances \estburg Barr, and Miss
\i- Mary Hearne, '24, and Mr. Richard Moore
were married at the Balboa Heights Baptist
Church, August 18, 1924. After a honeymoon
spent in the United States, they returned to
Balboa where they now have their hone.
Miss A._'in. Gardiner '22, was married to Mr.
John Glance, November 12, 1924, and at present
they are living at Colon Beach.
Eliz:beth Norfleet is now taking up a secretarial
course in the Commercial High at Baltimore, Md.
Abner Silverman has returned to Atlanta,
Georgia, and is now attending the Georgia School
Floride Edwards is doing clerical work in New
York City and is living in Jersey City, N. J.
Marvin Banton is doing assistant engineering
work for road building in Penonome, Rep. de P.
Ruth Bickt'(rd has entered the Hospital of the
Good Samaritan in Los Angeles, Calif., anl i,
dili cntil studying to become a nurse.
Reports have been received that Louis Allen
is doing excellent work in Oberlin College, Ohio.
Philip Thornton, Phyllis \Millikiin. Mattie Lee
Brown, Robert Engelke, Andrew Whiillck, Alrt ii
Whitc, and Gwendolyn Barden are tmpl.o \d in
various places on the Canal Zone.
Robert Norfleet and Dudley Sansbury are ci n-
tinuing their studies at the Georgia School ofTech-
nology where George Wainio will join them necvt
Arlee Greene will be graduated this June trumn
the Normal School of Gymnastics at New Ha en,
Conn. She will then be prepared to follow her
career as a physical directress.
Thelma Babbitt is likewise taking a courr- in
physical training in Newark, N. J.
James Shuber is getting along swimmingl.\"
at Annapolis and it has been rumored that he % ll
be here toward the end of June.
Isabelle Milloy is taking up a two year's src-
retarial course at the School of Practical Arts and
Letters in Boston, Mass.
Horace Clark is also doing splendidly in his
studies at the University of Washington.
Netta Hearne is attending the Universi'y of
Alabama, where she is studying to become :
Anint Sergeant has gone to Habana, Cuba, to
visit some of her relatives.
An'oel Pena is very much interested in his work
Pas schoiil teacher in Aguadulce, Rep. de P.
Esthe, Greene has remained at home with her
(G;urge \\ainio, Heien Huber, Anna Van Siclen,
Ania W\\iVod, Florence Luckey, Olena Hutchings,
and \Vavnc Bantiu are all employeJd here.
JIo s. Grau's knilledge of French and Spanish
has obtained for him a p iition as traveling agent
.E ith Foster is no-, a .chotil teacher in Norris-
tor n, Pa.
Anita \lbin is still st'.ild.ing music at a conser-
arory in New York City.
Nina Ridenour has already attained the goal
nr'a Junir in Ra.cliffe College, Mass.
Harld Cahalin and Beryl I lgen are both located
in New York City, N. Y.
Cceli 'I'\\ iwome is studying at St. John's
The remainder fi the class are employed on the
Canal Zone, namely: Margaret Montgomery,
Thoma.s l).ran, \Vila Ben evy, Irene Stewart,
G(;crg.ia F-an..en, \\illiam Sergeant. Marjorie
Gerrans, C.aherine I uckey, ald Elien Roberts.
i.. N il. I \Y;
Here's a welcome to all our exchanges,
May you continue to come each year;
For though we're thousands of miles apart,
Your magazines draw us more near.
Above us the palm trees are swaying-
We live in our tropical land;
For you perhaps is the snowdrift,
Or mighty stretches of sand.
But as we turn over your pages
We feel with a thrill of pride
That for us all is the same endeavor
And in spirit we all are allied.
Come then, annual exchanges,
Join with us in a rousing cheer.
Help us in critical comments
And come back again next year.
The Student, Holmes High School, Covington, Kentucky--
Commencement number is very clever. The cover is neat,
and the cartoons are good. Why not have a section for jokes.?
The High School Recorder, Saratoga Sprinis, New York.-
Your types of stories are very good. We like the arrangement
of the School and Class notes.
The Arzus, Gardner, Massachusetts.-You have an excellent
magazine but why not add a few cuts?
Panarama, Bingmhampton, New York.-Your book is well
balanced. It has a very neat cover, clever stories, and a
good athletic department. Your school is very much alive.
Imagaga, Puente High School, Puente, California.--We wish
to compliment you on your splendid annual. The pictures
and snaps are fine. Your book is well balanced.
The Columbian, Columbia, South Carolina.-Your material
is skillfully written. We like your book very much.
I've been to the depths; that's where I've been;
And my morals have been retarded,
For I've committed a downright sin.
Now with looks of scorn I'm regarded.
And what is this, Oh Heavenly Muse,
That earns me stares so stony?
To many of you it will be no news,
But I'll tell you: 'Tis a "pony."
The Comet, Alilwaukee, lI'isconsin.-Your literary depart-
ment is certainly a fine one. Your poems are excellent.
The Caribbean, Cristobal, Caanal Zone.-Cristobal High, we
always welcome your annual. The literary department is
very good. There is every evidence of strong school spirit.
The Key, Bal'tu (C cek, Michigan.-Your cuts are clever.
Your s ories and editorials :ire excelle .t.
The i ndcex, r, Vira, New York.-Your paper is good and
we like it very much. We wish you would send your annual.
The Nor'easter, Kansas City, M.issouri.-Your cuts are
clever and the material is good. Why not add a few more
The Russ, San Diego, California.-Your paper is excellent.
The material in it shows hard work; we would, however, like
to exchange annuals.
The Oracle, Englewood, New fersey.-Your book is worthy
of praise, we like it very much.
La Revista, La Salle, Panama.--.os articulos de la Revista
son muy interesantes. Queremos cambiar siempre.
The Taj, Harrisonburg, lirginia.-Your literary department
is a very good one. The magazine is well balanced.
The Pantherett, Fort ll'orth, Texas.-Your school must have
keen enthusiasm for athletics.
The Purple Gi, deston, 7;Txas.-Your stories and poems
are very good.
The Mirror, Huntington, X'ew York.-Your magazine is a
pleasure to reid because of your original ideas.
The Criterion, Patterson, VNew' :ersey.-Your athletics and
literary departments are very good. A few more cuts would
improve the annual.
7ohn Tatom, '25.
The smart ones do nor need this trick.
We dumb ones have used it much.
'Tis the worst invention of "Old Nick"
To get us all in "Dutch."
I used a "pony" just yesterday;
\1. handsome teacher saw it then.
Ten days at home they'll make me stay
But I'll use my "pony" again.
.6 i-"c i
SPANISH CROSSWORD PUZZLE.
By Dorolt'.y Eaitman, '25.
1. Promesa, fianza
5. Vestido de hombre
10. Objeto complement (pron)
11. Tcrminacion del imperfecto
13. Objeto complement (pron)
14. Articulo indefinitivo
15 !N ) ii. . o..I. ,-i r.i r -,.
16. I.'jr.., .. ,,. ,
17. Significa negacion
19. Fresco, novel
I Iguales. nivelados
2. Un prefijo que significa muy
3. Se ve en el invierno
4. Pr, .-.-i. .I. r. ,l .
6. -' .-,,,Ir ,', I. I, ir, p... . ,.,1 irlh.J..l
8. Adjetivo posevivo
9. La anela
12. Un color
15. Objeto comp. (pron)
18. Tcrminacion del preterito
21. ,', '. i,, ,.,
23. *' ,. l r., prone )
24. Participio paeado de alejarse
25. Terminacion para infinitivo
30. Acercarse, avanzar
35. Contraerion de prep. y artirulo def.
38. Imperativo te avanzar
40. Articulo definitive
41. Ccrtar arbolks
2:). Abreviatura en ingles de una grande
22. 1- i ) Ir... i, i,. ,-, "b"
26. I .. i.r
27. Falto de
32. Part. pasado de pegar
33. Tn color
34. Utensilio para freir
36. Articulo def.
43. pB o-
45. -.'r .. 1I' r r. y artieulo
46. I n metal
47. Abreviatura para, a saber, en latin
50. Obicto comp. (pron)
51. I .,r oI I[. r ,r.
54. I i I .r ,+I. ,1 ..n .... I
37. Present del subj. de encontrar
39. Region. monarquia
40. Articulo def.
42. Nota musical
44. Obj. comp.(pron)
53. Nota de music
A typical coast scene.
FRF NCH CROSSWORD PUZZLE.
By Patricia Flint, '25.
12. 1 *
14 i .air.-,i I ,..: du verbe "taper"
15. i i. 1 1 ..
20. I i, ..,.., [.1[. in. rin i i l
21. I ,,. . ,,1 , ,.
22. i u. r i r.. h,. r..i', .' '
23. 1 I -.. . ,.'1 .
25. I. m ,-, l r ,, _r tt I
28. Un adverbe
30. Un parent
1. 1. Irr-... ,j ..' du verbe "caler"
2. It.. r- i.,,i
3. I ri.-.i r .1I,..,,.,.i (troisilme per-
4. Ine parties du verbe "etre"
7. ii chtia
8. Ie ..... r,, .r,, .,
10. Pne arme.
13. I'e parties du verbe anglais "itre"
17. Id eyt (al.)
18. Pronon personnel
19. Un des verbeo les plus ordinaires en
31. Une des saisons
32. La ripitition d'un son
34. Ce dont'un oiseau se sert pour voler
37. Un poisson
39. Le mot latin pour un pronom poss-
40. Le poison que M. Hermann donna A
41. Action on art de lancer
42. Le mot anglais pour "la fin" (plu.)
45. 1 n r. r,r.,r, p. i.v m. i .fi.ulinji
47. I , C ridl it.-InJdut &' 'a
22. T'-. .ii r.j m .,;.i.,
24. I r.. p.rl. .1 Jar. harr.Ju
26. Un air
27. r.,. rr.... ';ll1. jr Gr( e.
29. I'r, r.,r-r.,rrjri ,1.r. I hi -cinir du
R... DEr. Mi..lri, w.-
30. 1 .l I".1 ". ""d rlu
3 3 I r. j Ir -J I 1 l lr [** ',.i il".[..'l insl -. .l
.. 1 .f. M..,'-r 1 rr, 'r .*
36. Une certain Bspece de grain
43. Un chiffre
48. Le visage
49. People de I'Afrique du Nord
50. Form6 en ipi
52. L. .',iri.r. I- I.r'prt iP P I
54. 1 no pirr ,di I n.mle
56. Tr.:.,:i f:,., l t
57. L or prlll1 ip endur di. a Ir-.I
58. Le deuxilme ton musical l I echelin
59. Acdi.'n dr r.re
61. ,r.,jl r` d_, moltj-
63. Malh,.- ,i ti.rt
64. C t.n^.
67. Danse (plu.)
68. Mettre A l'4table
51. Vif. .,i
52. Salu.a ion
55. 1} s p.our cr-r.rPr l, r Ir r. .n
57. ,Aruel d&fr.i
58. I.r endlr,...t p,,ur mciulltr lIe rnavari
60. I ;lm. Ilir, r.,.'ar ,..ri, o l i, 1 eai pli
62. I a' prarpn-lilri
63. l.r 'r njd n..mhr dnnr.v on [ni w. 'i
L 1,c d na lI, Ja 1-
65. La r Irmaini 'r. dc I pjrfmier ...'r.-
66. Le mot latin pour "de on deh .r'
On March 7, 1925, the annual track and field
meet of Canal Zone High Schools was held at
Oury Field, Fort Davis. Balboa High School
won the meet quite easily, defeating Cristobal
High School by 32 points.
Unlike last year, the Balboa athletes manifested
very much interest in this meet, as it was their
intention to avenge themselves for last year's
defeat. Suffice to say, that our tracknien se-
cured first place in every event, including the
The results of the meet follows:
i. (B. H. S.) Sullivan, time not recorded.
2. (C. H. S.) Eggleston.
3. (C. H. S.) Cousins.
I. (B. H. S.) Sullivan, time not recorded.
2. (B. H. S.) Duran.
3. (C. H. S.) I.ucas.
Paul Sullivan, '25.
(B. H. S.) Duran, time, 60 seconds.
(C. H. S.) McIntyre.
(B. H. S.) Burgoon.
Running IHigh 7uimp.
(B. H. S.) Clements, height, 5 feet 4 inches.
(C. H. S.) Eggleston.
(B. H. S.) Greene.
Running Broad 7'amp.
(B. H. S.) S.il;. .n, distance, I7 feet inch.
(C. H. S.) Eggleston.
(B. H. S.) Hutchings.
12-pound Shot- Put.
(B. H. S.) Clements, distance, 31 feet to inches.
(C. H. S.) Grider.
(B. H. S.) Burgoon.
88o-yard Relay Rare.
1. (B. H. S.) Paul Sullivan, Byrne Hutchings, James Bur-
goon, Paul Duran.
1. (B. H. S.) Sullivan, time not recorded.
2. (B. H. S.) Duran.
3. (C. H. S.) Lucas.
1. Balboa High School--o.
2. Cristobal High School-1 8.
The first game of the 1925 interscholastic base-
ball series was played in Colon, between Balboa
High School and Cristobal High School, January
24, on the new Colon Baseball diamond.
The Balboa team arrived in Colon on the Satur-
day chosen, to find a deluge of "Gold Coast" rain
awaiting them, nc'.;sitatini a postponement of
the game until the afternoon; and then they played
on a very muddy and rocky field, which helped
to slow up the Balboa team considerably. Re-
gardless of this, however, a most interesting game
ensued. A seven-inning game was agreed upon
by the two captains; but as the score stood at
two all in that inning, a nine-inning game was
necessary before the game finally terminated in
favor of Balboa. The final score was four to three.
Burgoon and McIntyre, the opposing pitchers,
did very well, both being touched for few hits, and
securing many str;ke-outs. Lowande and Hutch-
ings of Balboa were the .lIgLI..r. of the day, getting
two hits apiece. McIntyre and Ordway of Cris-
tobal also hit well, Mclntyre getting three and
Ordway two. To Lowande goes the credit of
winning the fame for Balboa. His timely hit in
the last half of the ninth scored Wedwaldt with
the winning run.
Balboa High School. Crist
Players A.B. R. H. E. Players
3b....... 5 o 2 o Will,2b.
Sullivan, ss. 5 I I o Coffey, ss
Clements, Ib 4 I 1 1 Grider, i
Stanziola, c. 4 o I o Klunk, c.
Burgoon, p.. 3 1 o o McIntyre
shue, cf... 4 0 I o Eggleston
If........ 4 r I o Pulgar,rf
Lowande, 2b 4 o 2 o Wirtz, rf
Rosendall, Coffey, r
rf........ 4 o o o
Totals..... 37 4 9 I Totals.....
Score by innings:
Cristobal High School... o
Balboa High School.... I
obal High School.
A.B. R. H. E.
32 3 7 8
00 0 0 2 0 1 3
0 0 I 0 0 0 1 I-
The Balboa High School baseball
nine again defeated Cristobal High
in the second and final game of the
high school series by the one-sided
score of 14 to 4. The game was
played on the Balboa Twilight Field,
on January 31, and by this victory
Balboa retains the baseball cham-
pionship of Canal Zone High Schools.
The game lacked excitement as
Balboa High completely outclassed
Cristobal High on the field and at
the bat. Burgoon and Mclntyre
were again signedd to pitch. Cris-
tobal was able to gather only four
bingles off Burgoon's delivery in
their nine inning,. Mlcintyre was
hit freely during the four inning, he
pitched. Singles by Hutchings and
Clemerts, and a pair of homers by
Gerrans and Sullivan in the fourth,
proved too much for Mclntyre, and
was consequently relieved by Klunk,
who did not however, succeed in stopping the
Balboa hitting melee, he being touched for six
hits and five more runs. Balboa High hit for a
totall of I3 hits and 14 runs. Clemenrs and
Hutchings received the hitting honors, Clements
hitting two singles and two doubles in hic five
times at bat, and Hutchinus getting three hits out
of tive trips ro the plate.
Criurob al Hih School
Pl.,er,. A.B. R. H. E
W ill, :b. 4 Il
Cotfe, ;s .
Brown, 3b,c 3 I
Klunk, c, p 4 .o o I
Balboa High School.
Pliers A.B. R. H.
3b i 3 3
Sullivan,ss 4 2 2
Mclnr\re, do,2b. 4 1 o ,
p, L 4 I 2 I Clements, ib 5 3 4 3
IOrJ] ., rb. j3 1 0 Stanzioi,c 4 2 1 0
Grn Kr, 11, r. 4 "* I Burguon, p 5 o o c
F -leuron.cl 4 1: o Gerrans,c f 2 2 I
Lu .... ri,lt i c. o \eJd aldt, If 4 'D 0 o
;onncrn.c ll a c o a.o% nde,rf 4 I I 0
-- Rosend.,ll. rf I o o 0
Brii,lf I[ o o a
Tot.l, 4 4 Toals .. 4: 14 3
Scorc bk Inani:
Crl..rob.al HiAh School
B.ltboi HLh bchol,
a C 0 2 0 0 0O o- 4
2 -, 1 1 2 C 0 -14
L'rmire--BI ikle., Scorer--Moore.
Qlrr I I -
Due to the large number of net men desiring
to represent Balboa "Hi" in the annual match
with Cristobal, this year, an elimination tourna-
ment was necessary, whereby the four delegates
might be chosen.
After many close and interesting sets on the
Balboa courts, James Woodruff, Frank Arnold,
Charles Butters, and Ralph Jensen were declared
the final victors.
Our Tildens and Johnsons were not so fortu-
nate however in their match with Cristobal High
School. By Cristobal winning the two sets of
singles and Balboa only the doubles, the tourna-
ment went to Cristobal.
The playing of Fred S'nneman of the winning
school was outstanding. He is adept at tennis
and plays with ease. Frank Arnold, of Balboa,
played well, as did Charles Butters and James
Woodruff in the doubles victory.
Fred Sonneman (C. H. S.) defeated James
Woodruff (B. H. S.), 6-4, 6-4.
John Ordway (C. H. S.) defeated Frank Arnold
(B. H. S.), 0-6, 6-o, 9-7.
Charles Butters-James Woodruff (B. H. S.) de-
feated F. Sonneman-Eggleston (C. H. S.), b-4,
As the ZONIAN goes to press so soon after the
basket ball season officially opens, it is impossible
to give a full account of the squad's work, but
with the termination of the baseball and track
session in March, Balboa "Hi" launched itself
into this most popular of all sports with vim and
the determination of ,de el,,ping a fast and ag-
The season officially opened on April 30, 1925,
when B. H. S. took the heavy Fort Clayton team
into camp, defeating them 51 to 17.
The second game phl il on May 5, saw the
B. H. S. team winning from the Ioth Signal Corps
of Corozal by a 23 to 9 score. The improved
playing of the team in this game was marked.
The first game of the interscholasticserieswas
played in Cristobal, May 5, and proved to be a
nip-and-tuck affair. It was only in the last quar-
ter that B. H. S. forged agead to a ten-point lead,
the final score reading 28 to 18.
In view of the fact that B. H. S. showed a
superiority over C. H. S. in the first game of the
interscholastic series, the series has been conceded to
them; and with it, the high school championship.
The students who were successful in making
the team were: James Burgoon (Captain Ralph
Clements, Elias Anast;iciaiJo, Paul Sullivan, Fred
Holzapfel, Paul Duran, James Wuodruff, Karl
Knabenshue, and Charles Trowbridge.
Following is the list of games played to date,
showing Balboa High with the winning score in
B. H. S. 51-Fort Clayton 17.
B. H. S. 23--oth Signal Corps 9.
B. H. S. 28-C. H. S. 18.
B. H. S. 66-Reg. Hdq. Fort Anador 9.
As a preliminary spurt, the classes were brought
together to vie for interclass honors. A dual
combination of the Junior-Freshman classes was
necessary in order that keener competition might
In the first game of the series the Sophs de-
feated the Junior-Freshman team, 24 to 14. The
second game saw the elimination of the Junior-
Freshman team from the series, since they were
decisively beaten by the Seniors, 36 to 7.
The championship game between tthe Seniors
and Sophs was a very fast and close one throughout.
At no time were the two teams separated by more
than a few points. The teamwork of the Sophs
was good; and the -hI,,'tlng, fairly accurate. The
Seniors fought hard in the last quarter to over-
come the lead, but the final whistle put an end to
their hopes. The final score was 34 to 20.
BALBOA HIGH SCHOOL VS. CRISTOBAL HIGH SCHOOL.
In one of the best swimming meets ever held
on the Zone between the respective high schools,
Balboa defeated Cristobal at the Hotel Washing-
ton Sw inmin Pool, on February 14, bV the score
of 42-25, thus winning the annual high school
Byrne Hutchings, of Balboa High School, was
the highest individual point winner with 13 l/
points, Jack Klunk, of Cristobal High, giving him
a fine race for honors, he having 1.3. The Balboa
High School relay team, generally known as "The
Four Horsemen," easily captured the 120-yard
Following is a summary of the events:
1. Klunk, Cristobal.
2. Hutchings, Balboa.
3. Golden, Balboa.
5o-yard Blck-Strke Swinm.
i. Hutchings, Balboa.
2. Klunk, Cristobal.
3. Granberry, Balboa.
1. Klunk, Cristobal.
2. Golden, Balboa.
3. Granberry, Balboa.
5o-yard Breast-Stroke Swim.
1. Allen, Balboa.
2. Hutchings, Balboa.
3. Coffey, Cristobal.
1. Helmerick, Balbo;
2. Engelke, Balboa.
.. Coffey, Cristobal.
I. Coffey, Cristobal.
2. Knight, Balboa.
3. Taylor, Cristobal.
I. Coffey, Cristobal.
2. Allen, Balboai.
3. Hutchings, Balboa.
120-yard Relay Swim.
i. Balboa High School.
2. Cristobal High School.
b.S. CrsLtobat on first Ocean-to-Ocean Test Voyage through Canal, Crossing French Diversion August 3, 1914.
Alice Oli:er, '25.
Of course we want it known that although our
interscholastic games did not start until Feb-
ruary seventh, we were not idle.
We played the Cristobal Working Girls for the
championship in bowling. Three games out of
five decided the championship. The first two
games might just as well be called practice. Bal-
boa High School girls won them both, but the
Cristobal Working Girls showed very good sports-
manship. The third game was played in Cristo-
bal, Saturday night, January tenth. Our girls
lost but returned to Balboa in fine spirits. The
Cristobal girls surely had good luck. It seems that
even if the ball went down the gutter some pins
were knocked down.
A long time elapsed between the third and fourth
game. On April eighth the Balboa girls journeyed
to Cristobal to play the last game. Again the\
were victorious. The Cristobal Working Girls
were the finest of sports and we all want them
to know that we enjoyed every game in the series.
Those bowling for the Cristobal Working Girls
Irene Hopkins, Captain
Those bowling for the
Gladys Bleakley, Captain
Ethel Ellis, sub.
Mildred Brown, sub.
Balboa High School team
Flores Smith, sub.
Dolly Klumpp, sub.
Violet Stroop, sub.
Matild-i Van Sicklen, su,.
Basket ball for 1925 started out by a dozen or
more of us girls reporting for practice to Miss
Hanna, our new and able coach. We were all sure
of winning the series for this year, as we had a
good deal of practice during the summer, and we
knew that our coach and captain were the two
best on the Isthmus. Another factor is, all the
girls were working together and showed a great
deal of school spirit.
February 7, 1925, the Cristobal team came over
to our side to play the first game. We were rather
nervous as this was our first game against C. H. S.
for this year, and their girls looked so determined
to win, but we also set ourselves to win at all
The first whistle finally blew and the two teams
took their place on the :1,..1. After the first
quarter some changes were made in the Cristobal
team, as Balboa was well ahead. The game con-
tinued until the third quarter; then Alice Oliver,
center for Balboa, was taken out and Florence
Tonneson took her place with Dolly Klumpp as
side center. The fourth quarter another change
was made and Alice Oliver with Gladys Bleaklev
as side center went back into the game.
The two teams played a fast and clean game,
and the pass work on our team was to be com-
mended. The game ended with our side victorious.
The line-up for the two teams was as follows:
Dorothy Deibert.......... F
Ruth Duey........ ..... .G
Rae Fischer.............. G
Dorothy Svenson......... C
Helen Abendroth......... C
Marion Barrett..... ..... S
Florench Murtagh...... ..F
Mary Joe Lowe.......... F
Mary McConaghy........ G
Marie Jansen ...... ..... G
Alice Oliver .............. C
Florence Tonneson........ C
Dolly Klumpp............ S
Gladys Bleakley ....... ..S
Agnes Willoughby......... S
The following week we journeyed to Cristobal
to play the second gamic of the series. We were
all in good spirits and in high hopes of winning.
When we arrived at the New Cristobal playshed,
we learned that some of their players could not
play on account of their grades, and that Dorothy
Deibert had returned to the States.
The game proceeded, however, and the Cristo-
bal girls showed a good fighting spirit against such
odds. Our guards did such good work that not
one field goal was made, and the few points they
made were on foul shots. Some changes were
made in both teams at different times but on the
whole the game went along smoothly without any
trouble or disputes. Again we went home with
the wonderful feeling cne gets after being \ic-
The third game was plaNcd on our floor after
the noon train arrived from Cristobal. A bunch of
rooters turned out to: see the game and this seemed
to inspire cach pla er to do her best. \\'hat re-
sulted was a fast and "snappy" game which was
enjoyed by all. No changes were made in the
teams and Balboa again won.
In addition I want to say in behalf of the players
on our team which played against C. H. S., that
we tiejoyed ivory game. Every member of the
Cristobal team showed fine school spirit, an attri-
bute to be cmnimmtndcd and uf more importance
than winning a uame.
The ind,'llr hliseball team of Balbua High School
has not dni.ie a' much as they had planned. The
team that played last .\ar t t the standard and
this year's teain is g.'oiI, to uph ,.ld them. The
standing team i;:
Alice I I ncr
Floren c ij i'n e.i.
FlorenT c Mlurr i..'h
Mar) MihC.n G 'h
Ruth .lhn,, ,n
~:: ii:I A.~E;lr
The interscho l tennis. match began in Cristobal.
ThL rcain wa.i, ojmposc-d of Ruth Duey, w ho played
inlc.,,, and Helen Abendroth and Gciicva B.joth,
n ho plahe eld dlijlles.
(O)ing to) the exCc.Si. hea:t ionli t o set. were
"pl.i:,c i:in the first day. Crist.ih b l \%on one set
in b,,th .inulcr and doubjhi- .iand Balhba the same,
thus r\ inL the score.
Thrcc i;eek, later there B.lbhia tennis team tith
A\lnm Mann and Miargar-t Prie playing doubles,
and Blle M1arrin. niiinle,, naain went to Cristobal,
\ hcrc Balb,,a w(in the ldouibilcs and lust the singles.
'Ihi' ended trhe trcni tournament for the school
E.\cllcnt s~portsmanship was shown on both
sides. Mii.s Mathlic and NMi-; Hanna tere ,scure-
keeper- ;,an the. birth ha\e excellent ability in
di.miig this. and mann., utther things wi which hase
helped us to keep the school spirit which we are
very proud of.
Next %ear the match will be played in Balboa.
SOI. l'lN OF THF SPANISH CROSS-W\ORD PUZZLE.
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One dav as I rode in my pretty flivver,
.At a speed sufficient t shake my liver,
I didn't see the fla-'man %wave;
Nu.,\ daisies gro%% upon my grave.
1 /."., ',25.
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In our old Balboa High
The athletic colors fly,
For we have won the honors of the Zone.
We're so full of fun and pep
You can see it in our step,
And we hold the hard-earned colors for our
To be able to attain
This envied high-school fame
Meant zealous work at nightime, if you please.
That's why we're all so proud
As we stand with head unbwed
And see our colors flying in the breeze.
In basket ball we win
Because our boys, so full of vim,
Can outplay their opponents every time.
Nor are the girls found slow,
For we're sure you all must know
The way they shoot a basket is sub-
Those on the baseball team
In honors reign supreme;
Their place among the others rank
The indoor baseball girls .
Can make that old ball whirl
As if it were the lightning in the sky. '
Next our jumpers come. .,
Believe me, it is fun
To see them clear nine feet and keep their
The tennis teams are great:
I can tell you sure as fate
They play a game the sporting world enjoys.
Our good old High track bunch
Are made of faith and punch
\1hiiIi helps them to contest without a doubt.
They run as fast as deer
And show no sign of fear;
For them the very mountains seem to shout.
Everyone must wish
To see our human fish
Whl. are known in all the countries of the sphere,
Oh! see how they can swim,
Their bodies neat and trim
Cut through the water like a flash-
These reasons you may see
Are why we so proud may be
Of the athletic colors in the sky.
At last our work is done
And all the honors won;
So to our envied school we say
De sunflower ain't de daisy, and de melon
ain't de rose;
Why is de all so crazy to be somfin else dat
Jess stick to de place you're planted, and do
de best you knows,
Be de sunflower or de daisy, de melon or de
Don't be what yo' ain't,jess yo' be what yo' is,
If you am not what yo' are, den you is not
what yo' is.
If you're jess a little tadpole, don't cry to be
If you are de tail, don't yo' try to wag de
Pass de plate, if you' can't exhort and preach;
If you're just a little pebble, don't yo' try to
be de beach;
When a man is what he ain't den he isn't
what he is,
An' as sure as I'm a-talking, he's a-gwvine to
get his. -Machinists' Journal.
\ II |u <, .I PRI-\ I
MYDOG ROVER. HEARD IN THE ENGLISH CL4SS.
I had a dog and his name was Rover.
He slept all day in a bed of clover.
His eyes were pink and his nose was red.
For breakfast he ate brass tacks and lead.
Square were his ears which flapped in the
He breathed with a gasping, r.-ising wheeze.
He walked on three legs; for of four there was
That wasn't, and isn't, nor will be, by gum!
He had no teeth, and of hair he was spared.
Stubbed was his tail which ,.iL'L',ed when it
And this is what happened to him one day:
A friendly cat came passing his way;
He walked up to her-at first he felt shy;
They became more congenial as the minutes
But kitty caught Rover when he was off his
Now Rover i-.rc-tingL' in the quiet graveyard.
-Constance A. Graf, '25.
OVERHEARD IN THE CHEMISTRY CLASS.
Miss Wood.-"This gas is deadly poison; what
steps would you take if it should escape?"
Miss Wood.-"This glass is porous glass."
Van (awakening).-'M.lk.. it two."
Miss Wood.-" \' ., James, under what combi-
nations is gold most quickly released?"
names (after p l.ndLtiiiL' a moment).-"Oh, I
know, it's rmi.rriaLa."
Miss H'r,.p, i ic .pl.'iini the use of a hypheni
-"Givw :in ca\:implw iti .1 hyphen now."
;,,,', ; ,,',, .-- Hird-cagc."
.11.': /I...n...-"\\h', dJ wie put the hyphen
in bird-iL, t. ?"
Fresh.'. -" 1-nr t.h bird tn sirt n."
Serge.,..'' '..' ',r y,,,-.;i.-- "Il anv h.idvy moves,
Negr, (:,a.',.--"Yc sah, yes .ah, but if anNy-
body sh,,,,t, ih mAi r."
IHE T-r RM.
'Twa, a dark and sr,-,rmN night;
The :\avc- r,.,lld high upon the sea,
Bur the sailr didn't care
Bec:Ius_; e -ar beneath a tree.
7,a ,, ... il "ood,'j t,-it '.2 .
THE BRI E.
Irate La. ./i to) neiLh bir in subit a\ .-"Sir, your
glass eye has brnkcn m% hatpin!"
\ tl W FNCFR.
Green ,';.r,:.---"Do pe ople fall fl those cliffs very
Old T.' ".r.--'(Onl once."
NER E .tLIVE.
Patie,..--"Just charge this job, doc. I'll pay
Fifth .1,,m,' Dew'in..-"\ thought I had killed
your nerve, but I guess niit."
BY MARRIAGE ONLY.
A ,I"'rt'ii_ goods dealer was driving with his
wife one Sunday afternoon, when his car passed a
farmer boy riding a donkey. As the automobile
passed, the donkey turned his head toward it and
"Relative of yours?" the dealer inquired of his
"Yes," she returned sweetly, "but only by mar-
Little J: **'. (to new caller).-"Can't you talk,
mister; really can't you talk?"
New Caller.-"Certainly, my boy. Why do
Little Jimmy (disappointed).-"Why, sister said
you were too dumb for words."
THE DEVIL HIMSELF.
A teacher in one of the city schools called an
incorrigible lad to her desk, and, grasping him
"Young man, the devil certainly has hold of
"Guess yer right, mum."
THE RESERVE FORCE.
The Booster.-"Why do you prefer married men
in the office?"
"If a man isn't doing good work I can send for
Helen.-"Conny never goes to a beauty parlor."
.1lary.-"No, she's a self-made girl."
Johnnie was always disobeying his mother by
going -.ilniiiiii., alnd his excuse was he couldn't
resist the temptation. His mother then said to
Johnnie: "Whenever you are tempted to go swim-
ming just say, 'Get thee behind me, Satan,' and
then you will be able to resist."
The following day Johnnie came home with his
hair wet and his mother questioned him. John-
nie replied: "Well, mother, I said 'Get thee be-
hind me, Satan,' and he got behind me and shoved
Father.-"Helen, I got a letter from your teacher
iHelen.-"That's all right, dad; I won't tell
Professor (rapping on desk).-"Order, gentle-
Stud. (just awakening).-"Ham sandwich and
a cup of coffee."
Kathariin B.-"Johnny, now t. 11 me what
would happen if you broke one of the Ten Com-
11ll. | n1 I dl I li *" '
Johnnc T.-"Then there'd be nine."
IN ALGEBRA CLASS.
He/en.-"Clyde, shall I remove my parenthe-
ses or take off my brackets?"
Clyde.-"It's immaterial to me, but don't you
think it's er-er rather a public place?"
(Then he wondered why she said he had no
The Sophs stood on the railroad
The train was coming fast;
The Sophs got off the railroad
An d let the train go past.
The Seniors stood on the railroad
The train was coming fast;
The train got off the railroad track
S.And let the Seniors pass.
Mr. Boss.-"Did they hold you up at the Can-
Rip.-"N'.,, they had to carry me."
.V,.r;i.'..-" \\ h.ar is the height of laziness?"
Madison.-"A man who renders his services
to the florist to help pack the flowers from a cen-
Paul (over telephone).-"Are you the woman
Emily.-"NO, of course not."
Paul.-"You dirty thing."
i,,'.-"It has been said that men get bald be-
cause of the constant brain work."
He.-"Yes, I have heard that is the same rea-
son why women can't grow beards."
Lesson on Slavery:
Il:.:. Sherman.-"What was the 'Underground
Ralph.-"A tunnel in the north."
Miss IWhaley.-"Douglas, where is the capital
of the United States?"
D....:' l'.--"M.,stly at Wall Street."
Little Boy.--'"l.th,-.r, why is Daddy so bald-
Mother.-"It's because he thinks so much,
Little Boy.-"Is that why you have so much,
\l. ,th.r:r "
.',i,.--"Mr. Boss, will Nou tell me what is
meant by a toolproot motor?"
Mr. Boss.-"Sure, Willie, that is the kind of a
motor that you can use without getting hurt."
Boss.-"What is used as a conductor of elec-
7immy.--"Why -er- "
Boss.-"Correct. What is the unit of power in
7',1 .-"The what, sir?"
Boss.-"Correct; be seated."
Mr. King has a three-tube radio set,
It's the greatest problem he ever me;.
The static is working overtime,
The songs and verses never rhyme,
Yet, with it King is in his prime
He is always hanging on the line.
I like to sing of the ocean blue-
It's the only ocean I ever knew-
It tosses me up and throws me round
And turns my digestion upside down.
But still I sing of the ocean blue,
For it's the only ocean I ever knew.
"NwI, Dorothy, do you know what becomes of
bad little girls?"
"Yes'm, they have dates every night when they
"I saw a sign in a hardware store to-day: 'Cast
As though everyone wasn't wise to that.
Johnny-"And, dear Lord, please make Alaska
one of the United States."
AM lo.;'r.-"Why do you pray for that, Johnny ?"
Johnny.-"'Cause that's what I put on my
W'ho led General Grant's Army?
"Do you know the difference between capital
"Well, if I loaned you twenty-five cents, that
would be capital. If I tried to get it back, that
would be labor."
Question.-If an English teacher is a bookworm,
what is a geometry teacher?
Miss .S.'. ;r.!.-"You know I like to swim in
ocean water, but I am afraid of the sharks."
Mr. King.-"At your age? Don't flatter your-
SMost things go to the buyer; but coal goes to
TRY THESE ON YOUR PIANO.
Maryon Locken. ........ "Has Anybody Here Seen Kelly?"
Helene Grimison... "I Just Can't Make My Eyes Behave."
Dorothy Eastman.......... "My Little Gypsy Sweetheart."
John Tatom .............. .. . "Dapper Dan."
Loretta Kocher ...... .. ... .."Sweet Little You."
Rena De Young..... . ......... I',cr Baby."
Julia Zidbeck. .......... ................. "Too Tired."
Edith Trowbridge ........."Oh, You Little Son-of-a-Gun!"
Ralph Clements..."Why Should 1 Weep Over One Sweetie?"
Douglas Cross.... "Wait 'Til You See Me With My Sweetie."
I.ucie Franklin. ........ ."Mamma Goes Where Papa Goes."
Katharine Brown................ "Give Me Your Smile."
Ethel Wainio ........... ........"Tea for Two."
Constance Graff. .......... ..... .. ... "Wonderful One."
Paul Duran.......... ... ..... ."Spain."
Theressa Betz.............' I., He's Making Eyes at Me."
Leon Weiss ................ "Where's My Sweetie Hiding?"
Earle Gerrans .................. ."When He I'i . Jazz."
Agnes McDade .......... ......... I'P.. My Heart."
Carol Rigby.................... ......."Sweet Hortense."
Margaret Woodruff...................."Rose of Picardy."
Jimmy Woodruff. ............ \ h. Did I Kiss That Girl?"
W illy Allen. .............. .... ... .. .."Agravatin' Papa."
Mary Peace. "I Don't Want to Get Married-I'm Having Too
Jacob Van Hardeveld ...... ..... .. .... . ."Smiles."
Jimmy Burgoon. ............ "Last Night on the Back Porch."
Florence Robinson ............. ....."Smilin'Thru'."
Ruth Breneman ......................"Red Hot Mama."
Ida Ruth Hammer ............. .......... m\ Man."
Florence Tonneson ..............."That Red-Head Girl."
Alice Oliver .......... ..... . ....... ... "Yoo Hoo."
Paul Sullivan .......... ........ ."R.,I. Blue Eyes."
George Gregory ............ .......... ......... "Lazy."
Oliver Schroyer................. "You Tell Her-I Stutter."
Eleanor Ayers............................ "Sweet Lady."
Nichol.i. Stanziola ..................."So This Is Venice."
Little boy.- .1Imin.i, are sheep the dumbest
His mother (a.I'.. nrI n.li.ll).-"Yes, mylamb."
That boy Clements, is the guy
That, of pretty girls, is slightly shy.
Susie Schroyer, you know that sheik,
Has a brand new one, every week.
Buster Burgoon, one of those light-haired
Plays with them all, as though they were toys.
James Woodruff, of them all the little pet
Is after one, but hasn't her yet.
And me, well, well, I'm not so fine;
I shoot all, save one, an awful line.
-Earl Gerrans, '25.
Miss Sanford.-"Oliver, you may leave the
Oliver.-"Yes ma'am, I didn't intend to take
it with me.'"
Dentist.-"What do you want the tooth tilll
Ist.-"Why did you ask me to hold this plant?"
2d.-"I wanted to find out if it was poison ivy."
MAGAZINES PERSONIFIED D.
Whiz Bang --.................J..ohn Tatom
Popular Mechanics .............. ....Van Hardeveld
Success .................... Agnes McDade
Physical Culture.................. ........ ..Alice Oliver
Beauty .................... ..... ..............Connie Graff
Adventure ........................James Woodruff
Life ---.................. .. ... ...- Helene Grimison
Panama Times ...-......... ..-..... Ida R. Hammer
Vanity Fair....-. ...-... _Mar on Locken
Better Housewife -......- -. ...... Ruth Breneman
Romance-....... ....-- ....- -.........-.....Lucie Franklin
Needlecraft Florence Robinson
Feist Songs ..-...-... --.. .....Earl Gerrans
Baseball --......... .. ... -.Nicholas Stanziola
Police Gazette .-.................... Paul Sullivan
Elite .....-_.... ....... -- M ary Peace
M.o'dcrn Priscilla .......... ....... Rena De Young
Motorist--.......- ..........-........Douglas Cross
Dance Lovers ................. Ralph Clements
The Student .................Dorothy Eastman
Saucy Stories ....... ...... .....George Gregory
Etude....-.. --........Florence Tonneson
Fore!! -...-....... .......... Katharine Brown
Bookman ............ ............. Loretta Kocher
Fun .---.... ....... ...... ... .........- Paul Duran
Modern Poetry ............ .....-Ethel Wainio
Business .............. ......... ..James Burgoon
Snappy Stories........-............ ... ... Julia Zidbeck
Delineator......................... Theressa Betz
Everybody's................. ... ..- .... W illiam Allen
Radio ... .. ... . .... ............ .. Leon W eiss
American.................... .... Oliver Schroyer
Flapper.. ............. ............... Edith Trowbridge
Sport ........... ..-.~.... .... -.. M argaret W oodruff
Good Housekeeping.............. ............Eleanor Ayers
Gerrans.---"Mr. Boss, will you tell me how big
a sea has to be in order to be an ocean?"
Mr. Boss (very angry).-"Not a person in this
room will be given liberty this afternoon."
Voice.-"Give me liberty or give me death."
Mr. Boss.--"\ ho said that?"
Teacher (in general science).--"A transparent
ribject is one that you can see through. Now tell
me something that is transparent."
Answer (freshman).-"A doughnut."
Mlr. Flint.-"Do you know that every time you
draw your breath someone dies?"
Richard.- "\ell, I'm sorry but I can't help it
If I quit breathing I'll die too."
She.-"You raised your hat tc. that girl Mho
passed. You don't know her, do % ou ?"
He.-"No, but my bruthcr does anil this is his
She.-"Have you read 'To a Fitld Mouse'?"
He.-"No, how do you get th!em to listed ?"
Experience is what you get liin you are look-
ing for something else.
Teacher.--"Whowas that \ohu lautghld out loud *'
Fresh.-"I did, but I didn't mean to."
Teacher.-"You didn't mean to do it?"
Fresh.-"No sir, I laughed in my slcrp."
Herbert.-"I'm the fastest man on earth."
Herbert.-"Time flies, doesn't it?"
Leon.-"So they say."
Herbert.-"Well, 1 heat time."
There once was a senior quite spry
Who studied-at least he wouldd tr\-
And the things that he knew
When at last he got through,
Were a credit to Balboa High. --lan, '5.
Prof.-"What insect lives on the least food ?"
Bright pupil.-"The moth; ic eats holes."
The day has come, ah, yes, it has,
To school we all must go;
Ah me, I'm not prepared for class,
I'm likewise very slow.
Miss Hopkins comes into the room,
And gee, she's really cross;
Miss Frost is teaching in this school
And likewise Mr. Boss.
Ah me! Ah my! I wish I could
Absorb what all they knew;
But my poor head is racked and torn,
I'm also feeling blue,
For when my mind should set to work,
And learn the things it should,
My head turns like a whirligig
And feels too much like wood. -Van, '2j.
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