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University of Florida, George A. Smathers Libraries
Cnmlul Hoih ScAol.
The Staff of
ore ord. the twelfth
St/ volume of
"THE CARIBBEAN" wish to commem-
orate their happy and educational
S years spent at school.
S May the Class of 1929 use this book
in later years as a diary of their
achievements and activities during this
I memorable period.
I L -ii. AL i i I
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S "The Caribbean"
CRISTOBAL HIGH SCHOOL
SCCRISTOBAL, CANAL ZONE
E-' .......-- I
i1 Table of Contrents.
Our Governor h B
Our Canal Zone School Officials
Class History- o 3
S Class Will |
S Class Prophecy
: Sophomores. 3 ,
L Freshmen 43 i I
S Sports I '
S School Notes 93
Exchanges ; ,;
J okes .I. '
General Informatnon I I
S Advertisements 23
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4 THE CARIBBEAN.
N OT only because of her unceasing
I efforts, her unflagging interests in us,
her never failing energy in school activities,
S but because of her sincerity and friend-
ship as well, we, the Staff, gratefully
dedicate this, the twelfth volume
of "THE CARIBBEAN" to
Miss Grace R. Hesse.
THE VALUE OF AN EDUCATION.
Do we ever stop to consider what an education
will mean to us in later years? Most of us are
not true to ourselves; we pass over the subject
There have been, and always will be, numberless
articles written on this subject. Perhaps some of
us have read them, but how many of us would stop
to read an article about education? We make
ourselves believe that we know all there is to know.
In reality we are cheating ourselves.
If you could onlv picture in your mind the
value of an education and its direct bearing on
your life, your work, in fact, on your whole
Imagine yourself with an education and then
picture yourself without one. A person with an
education can readily see the difference, but how
can a person without one be expected to see the
comparison between the two or the value of a
thorough course of study along some line?
With an education, life is made much happier.
You naturally develop a keen insight, sympathy
and understanding of the affairs of the world that
otherwise you might not have noticed nor appreci-
ated. Life means more than just striving for wealth
and power-it means a thorough enjoyment from
everyday happenings, and this can only be at-
tained by an education.
All of us have talents in one direction or another
and the sooner we realize and develop these
abilities in the highest degree, the sooner will
success come to us.
If some knowledge of the various subjects is
taught to the student, he will get a glimpse of the
many fields in which he is eligible to qualify, and
can experiment along different lines to see what
he is best suited for. By these experiments he
may choose his career, and with determination
and an education to assist him, he will attain
)f course, education for the young student
must not be above his power of comprehension
until his mind can assimilate ideas of such an
advanced nature. Then gradually show him or
her the advantages in life and an education, and he
will do the rest.
With this advice and these ideas in mind, the
student can, as Sir Francis Bacon tells us, be old
in hours and young in years.
6 THE CARIBBEAN.
COL. HARRY BURGESS, U. S. Army,
Governor, The Panama Canal.
: Superintendent of Canal Zone Schoo/s-BEN \I. \ II.I.IAIS.
Home .,ddre.s-G(reenoboro, N. C.
Name of Secon/dar Schoo/-Statesboro High School.
Location of ,Secoadara Schoo!/-Statesboro, (;Gcorgia.
( or Universttv-Mercer university .
Dates .ttended--o I to 1915.
)egrees Obtained-A. B.
College or Universitv-Teacher's College, Columbia UIni-
Dates .ttended- I 19.
1)Dearees Obtained-A. M.
Fraternitv-Kappa l)elta Pi.
Date pEtered.Yervice of The Panama Cal--February 2, 1926.
assistantt S'uperintendent of Schools; 7ginior and Senior High
Schools--V. H. BARKER.
Name of Seco ,danv School-Lebanon High School.
Location of Secondarv Sczhool-LIebanion, M1o.
College or Lniversit-N. E. E. Missouri State Teacher's
Degrees Obtained-B. S.
College or Universityi-Columbia University.
Degrees Obtained-A. NM.
Date Entering Service on Canal Zone September 7, 1927
8 THE CARIBBEAN.
Our Principal-WILLIAM A. SAWYERS.
Birthplace-WVesterly, Rhode Island.
Home Address-38 Summer St., Westerly, Rhode Island.
Name of Secondary School-Westerly High School. Degrees Obtained-B. S.
Location of Secondary School-Westerly, Rhode Island. College or University-Columbia University.
College or University-Bates College, Lewiston, Maine. Dates Attended- 1924-l925.
Dates Attended.- 9 5-1919. Degrees Obtained-M. A.
Fraternity-Phi Delta Kappa.
Date Entering Service on CanalZone-September 7, 1927.
Subjects Taught 1928-1929-General Science.
Sponsorfor What Class or SchoolActivity-THE CARIBBEAN
Favorite Expression-"Now, where are the brains in this
^ *. .'-- .
Staff .disor . . . . .... . M. \M. A. SAWYERS
Staff Sponsor . . . Miss GRACE HESSE Circulation lanaiger . RoYAL HiaIC3A x O ir/s'. athletic Editor MARION BOIImER
Staff Sponsor ... Miss IMAA ARET MEVERS Asst. Circulation lanaer .RAIPH CRc I Echan' Editor . ADAIR TaLOR
Editor-in-Chief . . . . JAC PErTTI Literarv Editor ... E. TH B. BARtNEI r ,hio l ,rit Edutor AxrrA RAKIX
Asst. Editor ... .... .. FRE STEWART .irt Editor. ...... ..MoKox SormIHAx I .//n/ni Editr . .MARIOX I.WAX(DE
Business Manager ...... .PACL HAYDEN ..sst. .in Editor . ...I.. LEE KARICER Totke Editor . .ILLIAM NVEW.AN
Asst. Business Manager WALTER \WIKINGSTAD Boys'thleticEditor WOODFORD BABBIrr Tvpist .... .. ROSEMARv KEENE
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12 THE CARIBBEAN.
Assistant Principa!-L LLIAN B. GU TAFSON.
Hon e Address-Nunica, Michigan.
Name of Secondary School-Northern Illi nois State Normal
Location of Secondary School.-De Kalb, Illinois.
DateEntering Service on CanalZone.-October 1, 1923.
Subjects Taught 1928-Ig-2 -Assistant Principal.
Favorite Expression-"Do you owe me an excuse?"
NAame of Teacher-GRacE R. HESSE.
Birthplace-Miller, South Dakota.
Home Address-Shelbyville, Illinois.
Name of Secondary School-Ann Arbor High School
Location of Secondary School-Ann Arbor, Michigan.
College or Uniiversioty-University of Michigan.
Dates ,ttended- 919I4-191 -.
Degrees Obtained-A. B.
College or Universi/Y-University of Michigan
Dates Attended-9 23- 1924-
Degrees Obtained-- M. A.
College or U'ni:ersit --National University of Mexico
Dates lAttended-Summer 1921.
Date Entering Service on Canal Zone-October 1, 1926.
Subjects Tcught 1z28-l-E29-English, Spanish.
Sponsorfor Wlhat Class or School .ctivity--Senior Class.
Favorite Expression-"Alright, alright, who belongs to
Name of Teacher-G. J. BENSON.
Birthplace-St. Cloud, Minnesota.
Home Address-St. Cloud, Minnesota.
Name of Secondary School-Technical High School.
Location of School-St. Cloud, Minnesota.
College or University--State Teachers' College.
Dates Attended-I917-1918, 1919-1920.
College or University-Bradley Polytechnic Institute.
Degrees Obtained-B. S.
College or University -University of Minnesota.
Dates Attended-Summer Session, 1920.
Date Entering Service on CanalZone-October I, 1924-
Subjects Taught 1927-1928-Manual Training.
Favorite Expression--"Stop your talking, Lydia."
THE CARIBBEAN. 13
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21 ,Ccre~idN i-rlii,
A'amne of lea, her- Nto s C. Pr, Nc E. __
Birthplace I'sIrshal, Mlissouri.
Homoe .1dalress-a, Iirshall, Mlissoiuri.
A ameN, of Secondrierv SIchool/-MashsLI Hasih Sch sat
Location of .SecondarY School-\1.ish Ill. WI sour I
College or Unit,',Si i/t \-iuSSOUri Valle,\ ('nllve.
Degree's Olalned-A. B.
College 0 L'n is', u/v Musonui VruLiex C. i
Dates .9;;ended Summer i928.
Date Entering Se; sirie on Canal7 Zone OC tiI Ici I-, is, 5
Subjects Tanujit Ji2S-1929o-GennietrN Phiis.
Sponsor for II that CIIns Oi Chool I, i: i i
Faz,oruteExp;1ession-zoo; Sin I'm Xli M sii
Xan,,of F1 a, hs ii Ri-rif
B\iitsiC s! t\r..ino!~l~ L~(.ldl. -Xi'n k IIII in ~ ri i'slc~
SS-,i, -14/11 -`4 ()lt c "ti- Pine WHi t, Xi l% im is
E5I I A IlON.
/d~ s~iti ~alS'i .s /s Pinc BILIid SCIksn 1
C( ori Uns.,-s,s:ii- tiiici its\ (,f _rksii a-
I) s Iti, ,I~l 52 i'4-
.s rl i'l-I, Betai Phil
i?;..,~~~~ Ic w I an! ZrXi crb2
.5 lj~ its lo2,/ Y /'5 11' 20.5 RmehoiI. Airts, 1' S. Histm-Il
~spois g for Clit(Uas s /so s. lilt itt Lilriv ivia.
Isi.'(iilse Exjsiss si-oni'-XIAI tiiht."
14 THE CARIBBEAN.
Name of Teacher-ROBERT A. WEST.
Home Address-Ashley, Pennsylvania.
Name of Secondary School-Ashley High School.
Location of Secondary School-Ashley, Pennsylvania.
College or University-University of Pennyslvania.
College or University--Bucknell University.
Dates Attended-i 922- 1925.
Degrees Obtained-A. B.
College or University-Pennsylvania State College.
Date Entering Service on Cana/lZone-October 1, 1928.
Subjects Taught 192S-1929-Algebra, History.
Sponsor for What Class orSchoolActivity-Freshman Class,
Manager of Baseball Team.
Favorite Expression-"Wake up! wake up!"
Name of Teacher-MARGARET E. MEYERS.
Birthplace- Keokuk, Iowa.
Home Atddress.-Keokuk, Iowa.
Name of Secondary School--Keokuk High School.
Location of Secondary School-Keokuk, Iowa.
College or University-University of Iowa.
Dates Attended- 1921 -1925.
Degrees Obtained-A. B.
Date Entering Service on Canal Zone-October 1, 1928.
Subjects Taught 1928-1929-English, music.
Sponsor for 'h/at Class or School Activity--Debating Club.
favorite Expression-"En-un-ci-ate clear-ly."
Name of Teacher-MARGARET RENISON.
Birthplace-Rensselaer, New York.
Home Address-Watertown, New York.
Name of Secondary School.-Watertown High School.
Location of Secondary School.-Watertown, New York.
College or University-Plattsburg State Normal School.
Dates Attended-- 197-1919.
College or University--New York University.
SDegrees Obtained-B. C. S.
Date Entering Service on Canal Zone-October I, 1928.
Subjects Taught z928-z929-Shorthand, typing,Commer-
cial Law, Bookkeeping.
Sponsor for I'hat Class or School AIctivity-Manager of
Favorite Expression-"'Where did you get your privileges?"
THE CARIBBEAN. T5
Name of Teacher;--H LEN CtURRIERi BAKER.
Home .Iddress--Minnealhis, Minnestoa.
EfDC'A I ION.
an.e f .eod,,ar Schoo- -C! Cc .tral I ligh Schol.
Lnocalinn of Sc,,,ondai' cho/--Miheplis, Mine' ta.
S or niersiit--niersity of Minncapolis.
Arers Obain,'d- 1. A.
'or ('nii-r,i/y-Session in Puldic Sc.hool Music at
Cornell, Chicago, and New' York tniveririet.
I- R ON-\ L.
Dale 1 I.terio.'g Seri" on Cana Zo I2 1.
Su/jects Ta,,e..I 1d '-,),-Supervisor of Public School
Name of Teacher-- VIcToR E. SEILER.
Birthplace-Auburn, New York.
Home Address-Berkeley, California.
( or Univ:ersilv-University of California.
Date Entering Sertice on CainalZone-- lay 1S, o192,.
Subjects Taughit 92;S-12o--Director of Physical Activitie,.
Sponsor for what Class or School .1Activiy--Athletics.
Favorite Expression --Use the berry.
Aine of Te'acher-iBARBARA B u.rv.
Birthpl/ace-Rib Lake, Wiconsin.
Home I-, dress -Muskegon, Mi higan.
.ante of Secuondart svhoo/-Recrcatint Trainingt School
Location of ,crondar Svchoo/l-Clhicilgo, Illlinis.
( Eni'ersitt-Coluhmbia University, New York.
Date .Ittended-ic,5 t e96.
Date Enlter ing Ser vice on ('Cania/l Zone l)-December it I, its
.' ,Subjetts Tang&tl Ii2S-is2-Pil .. ..... I Directress.
1 ." tTwaorite Expression--Now, up in the States
18 THE CARIBBEAN.
"I have a heart with room for ercry joy."
Date of Birth-May 2, 1912.
Canal Zone Address-Gatun.
Date ofEntering Cristobal School-October 13. 1927.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-El Paso
School, Fort Bragg, N. C. School, Lawton High School.
School Activities-Supper Club, '29; Vice-President Senior
Class; Secretary and Treasurer of Athletic Asso-
ciation, '29; Carnival, '29; Most Popular Girl, '29:
Favorite Expression-Hold Everything!
Chosen Vocation-Physical Education Instructor.
Pastime-Playing the banjo and having a good time
ROYAL R. HIGGASON.
"I am the Captain of my Soul I am the Master of my Fate."
Date of Birth-June 25, 1911.
State's Address-3911 Avenue J., Fort Worth, Tex.
CanalZone Address-Box 467, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October, 1924.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Fort Worth
Grade School; Raton, N. M.; Washington, D. C.;
School Activities-Baseball, '26, '27, '29; Bowling, '28, '29;
Track, '26, '27, '28, '29; Cheer Leader, '28, '29;
President, Senior Class, '29; Most Popular Boy, '29;
Circulation Manager, THE CARIBBEAN Staff, '29;
"Kempy," 29; Assistant Business Manager, THE
CARIBBEAN Staff, '28.
College Expected to Enter-University of Texas.
Favorite Expression-The meeting will please come to order.
Chosen Vocation-Electrical Engineer.
Pastime-Athletics and sports.
"A tender heart; a will inflexible."
Birthplace-Paraiso, C. Z.
Date of birth-September 18, 1910.
State's Address-257 Field St., Rochester, N. Y.
CanalZone Address-Box 503, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--1918.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-No. 5i,
Rochester, N. Y.
School Activities-Supper Club, '26, '27, '28, '29; Basket-
ball, '26, '27; Baseball, '27; Carnival, '28, '29; Sec-
retary, Senior Class, '29; "Kempy," '29.
College Expected to Enter-Nixon-Clay, Austin, Tex.
Favorite Expression-Sure, why not?
Pastime-Having a good time.
'ITrc1r'c ci it tou I" Ih fil's n ut c.
I,'thil 't1tueCo Ct,!c1n I t,tl, Colotn, R. 1'.
Dlde of birlh Feb uairx 2;, 1,) 1.
slate's ~'ddres' crattituit, Pta.
1).tie of Enlering /itlt A i oIt 4
C; adc Enic; ed-Fitghtrh.
School Ycltiz.'iies--Secret. rY of C~i.ts"'\ Su~puer Club, ''f0,
28 ',; "Rip Va.n Vs ikY,"'26n; Gl~ee Club, '6
27; Athletic Asuocatittn, 'sx; C.trttc.tA, '2_ 2s, '2, ,;
Batsebal~l, '27; 'Tr ick, '2- '2-); IT cvit of CA] CoIB
BE SN, 2D).
li~~otitcloslcta iolVc ifte!''
Chosen I or alittnit rt s.tte Sctret.trv.
Icie'-jrt? Goi, to b.isebtll ganies
JAMES F. QUINN.
"A. man of inexhaustible a.it."
Birthplace-Fort Myer, Via.
Date of Birth-November 27, 191 .
State's .ddress-i 8t West -th St., Kings Highwa. Brook-
lyn, N. Y.
CanalZone Iddress-Box 173, Gatun, C. Z.
Date ofEntering Cristolbai School-March 2X, 1927.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Hampton
High and St. Charles College.
School/Activities-Soccer. '29; Track; Basketball; Swimming;
Member of Student Council, '29; Carnival, '27, '2, '29.
College Expected to Enter-West Point.
"Simpleness and g-entleness and hImnor
.nd clean mirth."
Birthplace-Fort Dade, Fla.
Date of Birth-November I, 1913.
CanIalZone IAddress-Fort de Lesseps.
Dale of Entering C istobal Schooi--December, 1928.
Grade Entered-Senior Class.
Other Schools .lenlded Before Coming to C. Z.-Kenwoo.l-
Ioring, Chicago; Sea Cliff High, I.ong !land, N. Y.
Favortle Expression-Oh, Gee!
Chosen J ocation-Architecture
"The mildest manners and the gentlest heart."
Date of Birth-September 15, 191 I.
State's Address-Boston, Mass.
Canal Zone Address-Box 6, Colon, R. P.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--October 1, 1917.
School Activities-Glee Club, '26, '27, '28; Chorus, '26, '27,
'28; Secretary of Class, '26, '27; Secretary of Supper
Club, '28; "Rip Van Winkle," '26; Supper Club, '26,
'27, '28, '29; Carnival, '27, '28, '29; Athletic Asso-
ciation, '28; Literary Editor of THE CARIBBEAN, '29.
College Expected to Enter-Boston University.
Favorite Expression-Figure that out.
Pastime-Going down town.
"Good humor only leaches charms to last,
Still makes new conquests and maintains the past."
Birthplace-Boonville, N. Y.
Date of Birth-December 6, 1912.
State's Address-Whitesboro, N. Y.
CanalZone Address-Box 1395, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--October I, 1928.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Whitesboro
School Activities-Supper Club, '29.
College Expected to EntertCornell.
Favorite Expression-Oh, Christmas!
Chosen Vocation-Teacher or Stenographer.
WOODFORD MARMON BABBITT.
He steers his boat well."
Date of Birth-May 23, 1909.
Canal Zone Address-Box 123, Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--October, 1925.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Public School,
School /ctivities-Basketball, '26,'27, '28, '29; Swimming,
'27; Track, '28; Carnival, '28, '29; Baseball, '29;
Athletic Association, '28, '29, THE CARIBBEAN Athletic
Editor, '28, '29; "Kempy," '29.
Chosen Vocation-Banana man.
THE CARIBBEAN. 21
MARION A. BOOMER.
",s merry as the day is long."
Date of BiRth-September i I, )oil 1.
States's Address-Adamls, N. Y.
Canal Zone .Iddress-Cristobal, C. Z.
Date ofEntering Cristoba/ School-October 1, 1922.
School .ctivities-President of Freshman Class; "Rip Van
Winkle," '26; Glee Club, '2h, '27, '28: Basketball,
26, '2,; Baseball Captain, '27; Swimmi'ig, '2,; Tennis,
29; Track, '29; Cheer L.eader, '27, '2 '28, '2); Girls'
Athletic Editor, '29, Supper Club, '26, 27, '2, '29;
Vice President, '28; "Kempy," '29; Carnival, '27
College Expected to Enter-Syracuse University.
Favorite Expression-Wherc'll we go
t Chosen location-NMathematician.
Pastime-Going to baseball games.
JACK R. PETTIT.
" His heart as far from fraud as Ileaven from earth."
Date of Birth-July 12, 1911.
Canal Zone -.ddress-Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal 'chool- 19 24
Grade Entered-Eighth Grade.
Other Schools attendedd Before Coming to C. Z.-Croton High
School A.ctivities-Baseball, Glee Club, Editor-in-Chief THE
Chosen Vocation-Electrical Engineer.
Hobby--Baseball and swimming.
"Gentle of speech, beneficent of mind."
Date of Birth--July 3, 1912.
State's .diess--Newark, Ohio.
CanalZone Addres--Box 1491, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--l)ecember, I923.
Other Schools attendedd Before Coming to C. Z.-Hebron, Ohio;
Newark, Ohio; Cincinnati, Ohio.
School .ctivities-Supper Club; Debating Club, '29.
..- Expected to Enter-Business College, Ohio.
22 THE CARIBBEAN.
"Worth, courage, honor, these indeed
Your sustenance and birthright are."
Date of Birth-July i, 1911.
State's Address-96 Read St., Bridgeport, Conn.
CanalZone Address-Box 64, Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--1 924.
Grade Entered-Eighth Grade.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Bridgeport
School Activities-Baseball, Swimming, Basketball, Track;
Business Manager of THE CARIBBEAN '27, '28, '29;
College Expected to Enter-Bates.
Favorite Expression-Who'd a-thunk it?
Pastime-Reading and baseball.
GRETCHEN WINNE PALM.
"Not more learned, but imbued with a better kind of knowledge."
Birthplace-Tabernilla, C. Z.
Date of Birth-November 18, 1911.
State's Address-Schenectady, N. Y.
CanalZone Address-Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-- 919.
Grade Entered-First Grade.
School Activities--"Rip Van Winkle"; Carnival, '27, '28, '29;
Class Treasurer, '26, '27, '28; Supper Club, '26, '27,
'28, '29; Chorus, '26; Tennis, '29; Senior Play.
College Expected to Enter--Mount Holyoke College, Mass.
Chosen Vocation-Business position.
"I neither fear nor despise."
Birthplace-St. Joseph, Mo.
Date of Birth-August 20, 1911.
State's Address--2121 Washington Ave., St. Joseph, Mo.
CanalZone Address-Box 237, Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October 4, 1925-
October Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-Lafayette
School Activities-Swimming, Basketball, Carnival.
Favorite Expression-I'll bite.
THE CARIBBEAN. 23
ROY BEACH WALKER.
"He attains whatever he pursues."
Birthplace-South Bend, Ind.
Date of Birth-January 8, 1909.
State's Address-New Bedford, Mass.
CanalZone Address-Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-1925.
School Activites-Glee Club, Assistant Business Manager,
'27; "Rip Van Winkle;" Carnival.
Favorite Expression-And How!
Chosen Vocation-Electrical Engineering.
Hobby-Mechanics and machinery.
Pastime-Swimming and reading.
"That indefinable thing called charm has she"
Birthplace-Hoboken, N. J.
Date of Birth-August 7, 191 1.
CanalZone Address-Box lo57, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristoba! School-October, 1918.
Other Schools Attended Before( Coming to Cristobal--Gatun.
School Activities-Supper Club, '26,, '2, '28, '29; "Rip Van
Winkle;" Carnival, '28, 29; Orchestra, '26, '27; Bas-
Favorite Expression-Oh, for the love of Lill.
Pastime-Reading and music.
MARION KATHERYNE LOWANDE.
"The Glory of a full capacious mind."
Birthplace-Bound Brook, N. J.
Date ofBirth-March 20, 191 1.
Canal Zone .ddress-Box 5 15, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristoba/ School-October, 1917.
Grade Entered-Fi rst.
School .ctivities-SupperClub, '26, '2-, '28, '29; "Rip Van
Winkle," '26; Orchestra, '28; Alumni Editor 8f THE
Fa'0orite Expression-I still maintain-
Hobb y-Argui ng.
24 THE CARIBBEAN.
"A Mother Wit, and wise without the schools."
Date of Birth-March 30, 1912.
CanalZone Address-Box 224, Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--October, I 95.
School Activities-Carnival, '27, '28, '29; "Kempy," '29.
Favorite Expression-I'm gonna tell on you!
Chosen Vocation-Diesel Engineering.
VITA VIVIAN LYEW.
"Mv heart is ever at your service."
Birthplace-Port Limon, Costa Rica.
Date of Birth-April 12, 191o.
CanalZone Address-Box 2, Colon, R. P.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October, 1925.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.--Chinese
School, Miss Crawford's Escuela Publica.
School Activites-Supper Club, '26, '27, '28, '29; "Rip Van
Winkle," '26; Glee Club, '26, '27, '28; Carnival, '27,
College Expectedto Enter-Johns Hopkins University.
Favorite Expression-Oh, Heavens! /
Chosen Vocation-Medical Doctor. I
Pastime-Reading. )j O ). % 4-J
MORRIS M. LUCE.
"The framer of his own fortune."
Date of Birth-November 20, 1911.
Canal Zone Address-Box 292, Cristbbal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-i 917.
College Expected to Enter-Eastman School of Music.
Favorite Expression-It don' sweetcha'!
ANITA ROSE RANKIN.
"Fo'r softness she, and seet allacie,'r grare.
Birthplace-- Ancon, C, Z.
Date of Birt h-Septrem her 6, i9o9.
C/ (nalZone ddrcss-Box 574, Crist,,h;l, C. Z.
Date of Entering C' istobalt School- 19 20.
Grade Enht'e red-- Sophomore.
01/Otheer Schoo/s It1endped Before Coming to C. Z. -H nduras,
Costa Rica, and New Orleans, La.
"School/cti'iies,-Supper Club, Glee Clulh, "Rip Van Win-
kle," '26; CarniV\al, "Cupid Scores a T['ouchrwIIn, '28;
School Notes Editor oft THE CAxrIBBEA, '2;.
I'Fa-orite Expression-I f-Oh, Yeah!
Chosen I'roatiron-Private Secretary.
SPastime-Reading and music.
MORTON WALTON HARLEN SOUTHARD.
".1 man of words and deeds."
Date of Birth-July 30, lIl. : ,
Canal Zone .dldress-- Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Elterin;;g 'CrisTobal S,chrool-October ;, 192,. .
School lctivrities-Str ff, '26; Art Editorr of Caribbean, '29;
"Rip \'Van Winkle," '26; Glee Club, '2 '27; Orchestra,
'26; Track, '28; Basketball, '2; Kempy," '29.
Favorite Expression--I don't know about that.
Pastime-W wandering .
,ere, there, ad erre\herre.r
Birthp/lace-Cristobal, C. Z.
Date o/ Birth NMovember 2', ove.
,State' idress--2l Homre Ave., Fort \V ayne, Inm.
CamnaZon,, Yddress-Box _o2, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of tnterin. Cristoba! Scho!-October, I h16.
;Grade Entered- First.
S,/hool / .tiiti's-Supper Club, DI)catring Club.
SExpec.ted to Enter Business College.
Fa. orite Avprejsion-Caracho.
Chosen l'ocation- Doctor.
26 THE CARIBBEAN.
ADAIR LOUISE TAYLOR.
"From this one you may learn all."
Date of Birth-May 2, 1911.
State's Address--2i I Woodill Heights, McKinney, Texas.
Canal Zone Address-Box 156, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-- 1919.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C.Z.-Public School
No. 4, Albany, N. Y.
School Activities--Tennis; Supper Club, '26, '27, '28,'29;
President of Supper Club, '29; Carnival, '27, '28, '29;
G!ee Club, '27, '28; Exchange Editor of THE CARIB-
College Expected to Enter-University of Texas.
Favorite Expression-Horse Collar.
Hobby-Dancing and tennis.
Pastime-Going places, seeing people, and doing things.
"Gentle in manner but vigorous in the deed."
Birthplace-Washington, D. C.
Date of Birth--April 7, 1910.
State's .Address-Washington, D. C.
Canal Zone Address-Cristobal.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-May 15, 1928.
Other Schools Attended Before Coming to C. Z.-West Junior
High, Hine Junior High.
School .4ctivities-Soccer, '29.
Favorite Expression-Go fish.
LOIS A. WILLIAMS.
"Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are."
Birthplace-Las Cascadas, C. Z.
Date of Birth.-Augus t 12, 19 11.
States' Address-708 West Spring St., New Albany, Ind.
CanalZone Address-Box I, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October, 1921.
School Activities-Supper Club, Debating Club, Glee Club.
MILDRED JENNIE BATH.
"A daughter of the Gods, divinely tall
And most divinely fair."
Birthplace-Ancon, C. Z.
Date ofBirth-May 19, 1911.
State's Address-Norwalk, Conn.
CanalZone Address-Box 224, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October, 1917.
School Activities-"Rip Van Winkle," '26; Carnival,'27, '28,
29; Glee Club, '26, '27, '28; Supper Club, '26, '27, '28
'29; "Cupid Scores a Touchdown," '28.
College Expected to Enter-Boston University.
Favorite Expression-Oh! Oh!
"ll'ise to reso/;le, and patient to perform."
Date of Birth--January 2, 11I1.
Cana/Zone .ddress-Giatun, C. Z.
Date of Enteringl Cristobal SchoolN-March I i, 1926.
Other Schools tendedd Before Coming to C. Z.-Fayetteville
High, Fayettevillc, N. C.
S- Expected to Enter-University of North Carolina.
Fak ,orite Expressi'n--I szatso.
Chosen 'ocationi-Mechanical Engineer.
"ll'ith winged feet which lend a walking grade."
Date of Birth--March 6, 1909.
Cania/Zone .Addriess-Box (56, Cristobal, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October I, 1921.
School .ctivities-Soccer; Baseball; Track; Basketball;
Bowling; "Rip Van Winkle," '26; Glee Club.
28 THE CARIBBEAN.
"A man of a sound and composed mind."
Date of Birth--July 4, 1910.
Canal Zone Address-Gatun, C. Z.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--October, 1924.
College Expected to Enter-University of Indiana.
Favorite Expression-Well, I'll be darned!
Chosen Vocation-Electrical Engineering.
'Her noice was ever soft, gentle, and low, an excellent thing
Date of Birth-February 2, 1911.
States Address-Mobile, Alabama.
Date of Entering Cristobal School-October 12, 1928.
FavoriteExpression-l'd like to knock you in the ear.
Hobby-Skating or dancing.
THEODORE E. BRANDON.
".An honest man-the noblest work of God."
Nickname-The Minute Man.
Birthplace-Colon, Republic of Panama.
Date of Birth--June 29, 1910.
CanalZone Address-Box 456, Cristobal.
Date of Entering Cristobal School--i 919.
Grade Entered-Third Grade.
School Activities-Track, '27 '28 '29; Soccer, '29; Baseball,
'29; Bowling, '28 '29; Acting President of Debating
Club, '29; President of Class, '27; Debating Club
sFavoritcExpression-After me, you come first.
"-- nature sweet; a disposition pleasant."
Birthp/ac-Forr Hamilton, New York.
)ate of Birth- February v.2, i1 2.
Caa /Zone Idrcss-'ort e le.seps.
Date of Enlu;trin' (u',ristba/ ./choo/-Dcccinher, 192.
Gr)att" Anterd-P-lost GradulItit_'.
Oil <'r Schoo/l.iutth'ndedB or'c( omistintto ('.Z..--Kenwood-l.oring,
Chicago. Sea Cliff High School, N. Y.
S I'Evpected to Enter-G(oucher College.
a:orit F.pres':Sio-Now, I ask ou--
C(.'.hoen I ocatn-fournalimni.
//obb 1-Tennis and .,swmming.
"The Mirror of a/ll (o.'ur's
Administration Building. Balboa Heights. Canal Zone.
30 THE CARIBBEAN.
PLACE: Cristobal High School.
TIME: In early June, 1929.
SCENE: Tourist is visiting schoolhouse.
ATMOSPHERE: Deep depression all around.
Tourist: "Why are the faculty and the students
Mr. Sawyers: "Why, after June 21, we will
lose the finest Senior class that ever graced this
school. Do you wonder that we all are sad?"
Tourist: "But I don't understand-seniors
leave every year. Why should you feel such a
sense of loss when hordes of new freshmen will be
Mr. Sawyers: "Yes, but never has a more
talented group been in our midst. It's a pleasure
to teach such geniuses. I only regret that I have
not been here since their first grade days. How-
ever, I have made it a point to educate myself on
Tourist: "Tell me about them-I'm interested.
They seem such paradoxes."
Mr. Sawyers: "In 1917, four of the present
Seniors attended first grade in Cristobal School.
Even then they showed signs of remarkable, if
undeveloped, intelligence. Every year they be-
came more learned, and they increased in number.
When they became freshmen, they were joined
by an equally intelligent group from Gatun. In
school work, in athletics, in social activities alike,
they proved their quality for four years. And
now, that we are to lose them, I am almost
tempted to resign."
Tourist: "But where do they come from? To
what State does the credit belong?"
Mr. Sawyers: "They come from all over the
United States-the cream of each State is among
us, as well as that of Panama."
Tourist: "What do they look like? I want to
know that I may henceforth determine genius by
Mr. Sawyers: "Their appearance is marvelous.
But no two look alike-large, small, short, tall,
light, dark, they are, but the quality is present
Tourist (becoming depressed): "I certainly
marvel. And I understand your feelings now.
I certainly sympathize with you."
Mr. Sawyers: "I appreciate it, but that can not
help me. I know that for a time at least I shall
be known as the man who 'never smiled again.'
I am sorely tempted to flunk them so that the
school and I may have the pleasure of their com-
pany at least another year, but I know that I
should only be cheating the world. So I am
resigned to losing them. But the heartache
Bridge on the old King's Highway to Panama City.
THE CARIBBEAN. 31
We, the Seniors of 1929, having taken four years
to reach this exalted position and who are now
preparing to forsake these sacred portals, do with
mutual consent draw up this, our last will and
testament, with the hope that it will be duly
read and carried out.
To the Freshmen we do leave the thrill of
To the Sophomores we leave the penalty of
being Juniors with the result of having to give a
To the Juniors the Senior Class as a whole
leave their ability to disagree in class meetings,
to be added to the letters' already enormous
tendency in that direction.
Morris Luce leaves his silence to William
Newman with fervent hopes that he will make
good use of it.
James Quinn leaves his smile in the custody of
Elizabeth Cunningham leaves her title to
Elaine Blauvelt and her condescending manner
to Scott Parsons.
Inez Barry leaves her soft voice to Virginia
Adair Taylor wills her cherished position in the
office to Mavis Thirlwall.
Ethel Barnett leaves her ability to have an
alibi always on hand to Rae Bliss.
Lee Kariger leaves his ever-ready smile to
Anita Rankin wills her love of dancing to Elsie
Teddy Brandon leaves his remarkable ability
to be absent 4 days out of 5 to Francisco Wong.
Elizabeth Hackett leaves her love of Fords to
Blanca Walker wills to Mabel Schulert her
ability to get all her work done in the first i 5
minutes in the morning.
Jack Pettit wills to Jack Maher his record of
being hit in every baseball game.
Royal Higgason wills to Fred Stewart the
Book of Parliamentary Law, which is still in
Marion Boomer leaves to Helen Logan her
ability to get to her destination in as short a time
Morton Southard leaves his power of arguing
to Ralph Crum.
Vita Lyew leaves her untiring efforts in Supper
Club to Marguerite Bush and her cheery manner
to Caroline Napoleon.
Marion Lowande leaves Elise Doar her ability
to make up her mind at a moments notice.
Rosemary Keene leaves her permanent seat
in the library to Elsie Birkeland.
Lilybel Cox leaves her ceaseless activity to
Margaret Haves leaves her love of outdoor
life to Alice Henter.
Lois Williams leaves her seat at the Sunday
Matinee at the Strand to Evelyn Ganzmueller.
Mildred Bath leaves her record of never being
asked to leave the room to Victor Melendez.
Roy Walker wills his curly hair to Walter
Wickingstad knowing that it will be appreciated.
Roger Deakin leaves the welfare of the Student
Government to Dick Sergeant.
Wilhelmina Kleefkins wills her love of good
times and her good sportmanship to Frances
Days, this to be added to Frances' own great
Zoe Wyllie wills her love of sports to Virginia
Sam Patchett wills his military bearing to
Gretchen Palm wills her literary ability to
Pauline Herman because of her fine showing in the
Short Story Contest.
Dorothy Heim leaves Eleanor Urwiler her
ability to understand what Senior English is all
Paul Hayden wills his baseball glove to
Porfirio leaves to Rita Joyce his stature with
the consolation that it will not be given in vain.
Randolph Orbaugh leaves to Della Raymond
his gift of being seen and not heard.
32 THE CARIBBEAN.
Jean Wyllie leaves Estafania Wheeler the use
of the swimming pool after class hours.
Woodford Babbitt leaves Tom Coley custodian
of his seat in the back of the room.
Charles Crum leaves to Tom Conley his ready
study on how the morning class meeting should
And now having duly read and agreed upon all
small details and sincerely hoping we have
offended none of our worthy brethren, we do
scrawl our X's and quietly pass out.
THE SENIOR CLASS OF 1929.
WITNESSES: Old Ironsides.
THE CLASS PROPHECY.
Ethel Barnett, '2).
I was breathless when I had reached Heaven at last
From a stiff climb up those Golden Stairs,
And there at the Gates was St. Peter himself,
Harrassed by hard work and great cares.
"Who are you, what are you, why are you here?"
He asked in a suspicious tone;
So I told him I'd once gone to Cristobal High-
(I could see that his interest had grown.)
I then said I belonged to that marvelous class
That C. H. S. lost in twenty-nine-
"Twenty-nine," he then gasped, "you're the last one to die
My, my, my, for your age you look fine ! "
So I asked if the others all resided there.
He said, "Sure," that they'd been there for years,
He said, too, they'd made Heaven a Heave'nlier place-
Which was sweet, sweet music in my ears!
He summoned an angel who just flitted past,
I looked-looked again in surprise;
For who should it be, but Jack Pettit himself,
I hardly could believe my eyes!
It seemed that his work had been diving for pearls,
But he'd dived once too often, and so,
He'd arrived here in Heaven, and joined all of those
Who'd been first of our class to go.
He said Royal'd been killed in a wreck of a train
(A traveling salesman was he.)
And if death hadn't come to Marion Lowande,
The world's greatest singer would she be.
Lois had married, and was here with her husband,
Their joy now having a revival;
Adair, Minnie, and Margaret, all married too,
Were now waiting their husbands' arrival.
As radio announcer, Paul lived and died,
And Morton had been a great broker-
But his wife caused him many a marital woe
So he came up to Heav'n to provoke her.
Sam'd been a Shakespearian actor ot note,
Roger, a great financier,
Porfy, the greatest of all human flies
That ever had flown on the sphere.
Lilybel opened a dressmaking shop
But not for long; she soon married-
Then Sis took it over till she married, too,
But on earth neither one of them tarried.
Jack had to stop, he was all out of breath,
Besides, he was due at a date,
So he showed me the way to the Angel's Hotel
And I rushed, since it was getting late.
And who was hat-check girl, but Dorothy Heim.
She told mie she'd been one on earth;
She said Inez had been a vaudeville star
In a song and dance act of gre it worth.
She'd have told me of more, but a guest then arrived
So I went to my registration,
And who was the desk clerk, but Teddy Brandon,
Whose books are now read by a nation.
He said Mildred posed for magazine covers
And had wed ai man of great wealth,
While Anita wed early, but didn't live long,
Nor did Blanca, who had quite poor health.
Roy and Lee died in a submarine race:
Elizabeth Cunningham, a teacher,
\ ita had been a doctor of great skill,
And Morris I.uce had been a preacher.
He stopped, then, as he had some duties to do,
And as he tended his next guest
I went up and slept, but next morning went out
To see if I could find the rest.
On the corner of Cherubim Street, I found Charles,
Woody Randolph, and Jim, harmonizing!
This was practise, they said, for Community Night.
I found their vocal talents surprising.
Randolph had lecture-toured over the world;
Jimmie, a prize winning jockey;
Woody had starred in the Olympic games,
And Charles Crum had won fame in hockey.
They continued to sing, so I wandered off
And there, on beautiful lawn-
Marion Boomer and Gretchen were playing tennis
While Jean and Rosemary looked on.
They hailed me, and I learned that Jean'd been a painted ;
Gretchen, a most daring flyer;
Rosie, always in a fast auto race;
Marion'd wed a rich cleaner and dyer.
They told me they thought that I never would die,
Which was just what my relatives thought-
Hut I fooled 'em-iand left them the department store
Which my own hard-earned money had bought.
St. Peter then came up and gave me a harp
Which I practised, heedless of intrusion;
But they warned me that Heav'ns full of QUIET and PEACE
So I now practise in strict seclusion!
What would happen to C. H. S. if the Class of'30
agreed to agree?
Elsie Birkcland couldn't tease the ivories.
Elaine Blauvelt forgot to bring her purp to school.
Rae Bliss stopped making whoopee.
Peggy Bretch didn't have such pretty curls.
Marguerite Bush hadn't discovered the bed bugs.
James Campbell wore Paris Garters and had "Sox Appeal."
Celeste Clark didn't have banio eyes.
Tom Colev didn't have his Cicero.
Tom Conley was Fred Stewart's twin brother.
Ralph Crum kept his feet under his own desk.
Elsie Iarlev should grow taller.
Frances Days didn't know all the latest songs.
Elise Doar didn't have that Southern drawl.
Virginia Eberenz came to school on time.
Evelyn Ganzmueller didn't worry over her Physics
Alice Henter hadn't won the popularity contest.
Pauline Herman wasn't a mermaid.
Rita Joyce was tongue-tied.
Helen Logan didn't resemble Greta Garbo.
Jack Maher wasn't our most handsome boy.
Victor Melendez didn't dress so neatly.
Arthur Mundberg didn't have a weakness for teasing the girls.
Caroline Napoleon was seen and heard.
\\illiam Newman ran out of wise cracks.
Scott Parscns couldn't make a "sax" talk.
Della Raynamnd's hands were tied while she tried to talk.
Elizabeth Raymond was unable to blush.
Mabel Schulcrt should bob her blond, silky tresses.
Dick Sergeant ever agreed with the majority of the class.
Virginia Stevenson wasn't one of our faithful Juniors.
Fred Stewart forgot to say, "May I have your attention, please?"
Mavis Thirlw all got a "wind blown."
Estafania Wheeler ever made a loud noise.
John Whidden moved more rapidly.
Walter Wikingstad didn't have red hair.
Francisco Wong stopped paying his class dues promptly.
Stella Arthur . .
William Bailey. .
Mary Bretch. ...
Frank Drake. ..
Ruth Duvall ....
Russell Elwell. .
Parker Hanna ....
Robert Hanna ..
William Harmon. .
Lillian Housel ....
Kenneth Maurer ..
Eugenia McLain ..
Harold Mueller .
Gerald Neil .
Blanca Pulgar ..
Anna Ryan .... .
Aloha Slocum . .
George Wertz. ..
Ben W illiams .......
Good mother ..
Transcontinental bus line owner
A tabloid reporter
School teacher ...
Army officer ..
Six-day bicycle rider
An historian .
Domestic science teacher.
A trombonist in Whitman's Band
A chorus girl
Married lady .
N urse . . ..
Polar explorer .
Woman's Club leader
Apache dancer. .
Foreign Diplomat ..
Language teacher .. ..
Social leader .. . ..
Banana checker ..............
Second Babe Ruth.... .....
Aviator . ......
A minister .... ....... ...
Electrician ... ........ .
As Realized in 190o.
Salvation Army drummer.
A much divorced actress.
Editor of Christian Science Re view.
Radio bedtime storv teller.
A stool pigeon.
Inventor of perpetual motion
A taxi driver.
Tight rope walker.
Dressmaker of Darien.
Member of the Royal Mounted Police.
A tiller of the soil.
Sunday school teacher.
A circus clown.
Head of Watson's Institute.
An African missionary.
A governess in a family of eight.
Chief Politician of Wall Street.
Joke Editor of JJ'hiz Bang.
Only woman forest ranger.
Wo Id lecturer
An executioner at Sing Sing.
Conducts research laboratory for extermi-
nation of the boll weevil.
Handling "live wires" in a Broadway
as~~a 3~ U ~t
Edward Albin ..
James Albin ...
Thelm i Albritton
Gladys Bliss .
Allene De ikins..
Zol. Dorson ..
Joseph Ebdon .
Harry Egolf .....
Vivian Elmgren .
Donald Finlason .
Albin Forsstrom ..
Alice Gormerl ..
Jodie Lu Jones.
Carl Kariger. .
Eleanor Reinhold .
Hermn n Ro:s.
Bruce S un er-
Helen South ;r
N ell ,, ,11 .
"Eddie". . Gathering lunches
"Jimmie". Being important
"Tillic" Being with Emma
"Gen".. 'Writing notes
"Al" Being ambitious
"Blondie . He's tall, dark, an' handsomec
"Parson Joe" Preaching
I ." .' Ea ting .
"Swede" Horseback riding
"Germany" Sax. .
"Goldie" Collecting stamps
"Bee-dee" Chewing gum
"JoJoo" j Pla ing "Beloved"
"Diabil," Te'asing .
"Howa'd De.h Nagi-stici
"Pe'" R ilph
"Jerkie" ) Dincimg
''I' r ii Ii'' (.rtIir 'r A
"Neelv" Commercial geography
"L.in, Getting A's
"String Be.in" Danlcingi
"Baby IFace" Talking
"Stevie" Looking ange'i
"Theo" Being lite.
Thomas Edison, 2d.
Female Beau Brunmmel.
Mary Pickford, 2d.
A "King's taster."
A ladies' man.
Fatty Arbuckle, 2d.
Paul Whitman, 2d.
Clara Bow, 2d.
48 THE CARIBBEAN.
Rte'ultt5 of the (onte5t.
Gretchen Palm, '29.
(This story was awarded Grand Prize in the Short Story
Tony spoke thoughtfully:
"Well, Bibs, we're here at last, most prosaically
seated upon the romantic, ancient, famed,
celebrated, distinctive, renowned-"
"-flat-arch bridge of Panama," ended Bibs
with a flourish.
Tony continued undisturbed.
"Bibsy, considering that I have followed you,
the object of my adoration, into this terrible
jungle, that I have been flea-bitten, and that I
have been yanked out of a perilous stream twelve
inches deep, I think it is only fair that you join
me in singing, 'Be it ever so humble, there's no
"My, my, you're really longer winded than
Cicero himself; I have no hope of your recovery
now," Bibs interrupted. "Seriously, Tony, I'm
here to write a local-color legend for my series of
"Man, that's easy, merely grease your top-
story; the wheels will go 'round, then-"
"Can it! Let's see you tell a story about this
bridge, if it's so all blamed easy!"
"O. K. with me. Sit on yon felled tree, Sir
Bibs; take out thy mighty pencil and thy papyrus
and prepare thyselffor taking notes on my wondrous
"The characters of this legend," began Tony,
"are Don Vasco Nufiez de Balboa, who, on an
exploring spree in Panama, finds himself and his
cavalcade detained by a simple, glad-hearted
little brook, Flaine, the Lily Maid of Astalot,
Houdini, Mr. Archimedes, the Greek math shark
and, of course, many dashing cavaliers.
A brook stood in the way of the great Balboa.
What? Would it change his route? Nay, never!
"W'hat ho, men, what have we here, a tinkling
brook? Doughty retainers, measure yon streame"
D)on Balboa snuffed his snuff and tapped his foot
impatiently, then, "''What are thy calculations?"
A Spaniard spoke up: "The width is two
lengths of myself plus four hands, sir. The depth
is one foot and two thumbs' length, sir."
Balboa attempted to look wise; after pondering
deeply he said, "How now, it is too insignificant
a stream for me to walk through; wouldd sully
my dignity to be carried on thy back like a
meal-sack, and my horse catches cold too easily
for him to carry me. Go, call Houdini; his
mighty brain will solve our predicament."
After being duly received by his superior,
Houdini meditated long upon the weighty
question which was his to work. How to get
across the stream? Suddenly he cried, "Gad-
zooks, I've got the answer, and how. Build a
The brilliance of the plan pleased Balboa so
much that Houdini was immediately decorated
with a certain gold medal, given to those of
superior intellectual power.
This act was rudely dispelled when Elaine ran
up to Balboa shrieking, "Vasco, my beloved,
protect me! The jungle, it overwhelms me; it
stifles me; it clasps me to its greedy heart, it- "
"Dearest heart, the terrors of thy brain surpass
those of reality."
"But, but, I cling to thee, my knight; take me
from here speedily; let us go to, go to--"
"Silence, maiden thy 'go tos' smack too much
of Shakespeare to please thy proud Spanish lover."
"Forsooth, if my love goeth unrequited, I shall
bestow it elsewhere," Elaine replied cooly. Her
eye lighted on Houdini. "Then honest Houdini
will be my shield and protector, and not thou,
O false Balboa."
Houdini grimaced that this superfluous, fair
maiden should cast herself at his mercy. "Come
on then, Snowdrop, your big boy will go hunting
orchids for your petal lips to kiss. Come along,
step lively, please."
Balboa was so bitter at Elaine's actions that he
vowed that he would be a bachelor (of course he
never kept his resolution).
Archimedes was then sent for and his opinion
on the bridge sought.
"Oh Balboa, it is a difficult problem, but upon
st.1' in.- the hypothesis, I can deduce the facts
that the bridge will require 100,001 brick and a
mortar made from three boxes of Elaine's face-
powder, coconut-juice anI. salt and pepper to
taste." Needless to say, Archimedes was given a
blue ribbon with the words "ExceptioiTal merit."
The royal Ford was pulled up (the gasoline had
all leaked out) and Senor Flanigan, the driver,
dumped 100,001 brick upon the bank. The face-
powder from Elaine's suit-case, the coconut-juice
obtained, and the pepper and salt taken from
Archimedes, who had lately been computing the
number of ants it would take to carry away
3,000,000,000 grains of pepper (not counting the
ants that sneezed t:, death).
Construction was begun on both sides. In
building the center of the bridge, four men stood
in the stream with boards over their heads (so
that the dripping mortar would not rumple their
hair) and shaped the arch. The bridge was done!
"Bravo,"exclaimed Balboa, from the side-lines.
"Help," cried the four men in the stream.
Heavens! the arch had fallen and now lay flatly
upon the boards which the gallant soldiers had
just used for protection.
"Hold it!" shouted Balboa. "Stay there 'til
the mortar drys; it's a flat arch, but it'll do, for
the present." (Balboa was unconsciously using
the "mutilated" English of Houdini, it is sad to
Being magic, the mortar soon set. "Ready-
my gallant soldiers? We will go; the shrew and
her two fric'nds may dig their own graves here,
for all I care."
With this the company crossed the bridge.
Distressing cries were heard. "Elaine!" Houdini
shouted, "Wait, take this little bundle of excess
baggage with you; I don't want her." There
was Archimedes, too, holding up his robes that he
might not trip. But oh, what a fate awaited
them. Three small stones treacherously reposed
upon the bridge; Archimedes stumbled; Elaine
tripped; Houdini turned a somersault; they
fell-fell into the stream that was one foot and
two thumbs' length in depth-and-drowned.
"That is all, Bibs; I thank you for your kind
attention. Did you take any notes?"
"Heck, I forgot."
"Murder, all that work for nothing? Heavens!
I faint; I gasp for breath; the smelling salts,
quick"-and mockingly Tony sank weakly to the
Bibs laughed, "Ha, ha, go on and faint; you'll
get up soon enough; you're lying on a red ants'
HAVE YOU A HAWSER ?
Charles Crnm, '2).
(Thi, storv was awarded the Senior Class Prize.)
I remember well, one trip I made on the
Caribbean back in 1920. The Caribbean was a con-
verted sea-going suction dredge, used to trans-
port cattle from Colombia to the Canal Zone.
I did not dislike this boat greatly after I had
become used to the cattle. There would be an
occasional passenger to break the monotony.
On January 30, we were about 139 miles
southwest of Cristobal. I was on duty that morn-
ing when, at 9.1 I picked up a call for help from
the S. S. Xienas. I sent back my call letters and
signified that I was ready. Her message came im-
mediately. The Xenas had lost her rudder and
was rolling helplessly in a rather rough sea.
Her position was about fifty miles southwest of
the Caribbean. I took the message to the "old
man." He gave orders to change course immedi-
ately. We exchanged messages steadily now,
checking courses and bearings as our skippers
worked them out on the charts. By 3.30 the
Xenas was sighted off our starboard bow. From
that time on, I have the messages exactly as I took
them down, eight years ago. At 3.45, I received
Have you a Hawser?
As we had no heavy cable for towing, I sent
back a negative answer. At 4.00 I received
\We will give you a cable from the port bow, and tow easy
1o us. Cook.
This cable was not long enough so the next
message at 6.45 read thus:
M\R 13835- 7
I have another piece of the same kind of wire that I will
give you. It is a little longer than the one you have hold of
By 9.00 o'clock the sea had roughened con-
siderably. The captain became worried, so at
to o'clock I relayed a message to Balboa asking
for help. At 12.30 p. m. came this message.
Will send tug Gorgona immediately.
At 9.20 the next morning I received this mes-
Gorgona left at 4 a.m. Keep in touch with her by wireless.
If you have to abandon tow, anchor vessel and inform
Gorgona. Port Captain.
The first message was picked up from the
Gorgona at 1o.15.
Gorgona 50 miles north of Cape Mala, 8 a. m., speed
eleven knots. Keep me informed of your position.
I sent our course to the Gorgona and at 10.55
received this message.
10.45, Gorgona lat. 7.48 N., long. 79-49 W., course S. S.
E. mag. Will this course intercept yours? Howard.
Her signals were now so loud that I did not need
the captain to tell me that the relief ship was near
and on the right course. After the captain had
studied his chart I sent word that the Gorgona's
course was "0. K." At 1.25 came the message
that was to complete our r61e as rescuer.
You are in sight. Cast off your hawser when ready.
We dropped our hawser, the Gorgona picked
it up and we were free to proceed on our course.
THE GIRL WHO WAS-NOT.
Elsie Darley, '30.
(This story was awarded the Junior Class Prize.)
Sailor Andrew Bones, of the U. S. warship
Texas, anchored in Panama Bay, was sitting in a
small, deserted plaza in Panama City. He was
reading a magazine of adventure, hair-raising and
impossible. Occasionally Andy would let the
book fall, and would dreamily put himself in the
place of the hero, a handsome, devil-may-care
young man, whose sole duty seemed to be to
rescue beautiful young ladies in dire need of
Presently the sun grew so hot that Mr. Bones
sighed, picked up his book, arose, and looked for a
street down which to walk to the wharf. He
espied a narrow, cool-looking alleyway that led in
the right direction, and proceeded to walk down it,
pondering the while on the deeds of his latest
Andy came back to earth with a start. The cry
had come from the second floor of a large white
building on his left. Andrew Bones, that simple-
minded soul, at once deduced that here, at last,
was his chance to rescue a fair lady from, probably,
the clutches of a bad man, or, most likely, from a
mouse. Anyway, it would give him a chance to
get acquainted with one of the pretty seihoritas
of the City, and she would be able to see how
brave he was.
He stopped to plan out his mode of attack,
(now what was it the hero did in "Fighting
Blood)?" As it was impossible to climb to
the window on account of the smooth walls, he
would have to use the door and once inside, grab-
bing a poker-darn, they didn't have the things
in this country--a-awell, whatever he first put
hands on, he would creep upstairs and put up a
heavenly fight. The rest was easy.
Gee, but suppose the guy had a revolver. That
wouldn't improve matters at all. Maybe he'd
better wait for a more favorable adventure-
At this shrill scream, Andy's chivalry got the
better of him, and throwing caution to the winds,
he dashed up the front steps. He saw the curtains
of the window move. Gosh! Maybe the guy
had accomplices on the lookout for interferers.
But he must not get scared. He pushed his cap
over one eye and gave a determined tug to his
jumper. The door seemed locked at his first
turn of the handle, but suddenly it opened, and
he found himself face to face with a little, brown,
withered old lady who beamed on him tooth-
lessly and said,
"DeSeiior, he weesh to buy a parrot? I'aveaver'
clever performing one. Come een, Sefior, to see."
But Andy was rapidly making his way down the
Robert Brough, '31.
(This story was awarded the Sophomore Class Prize.)
The tropical sun beat down on two boys
sitting quietly in a small boat. Land was two
miles to the north, but they had no means of
reaching it for their motor had broken down, and
they were drifting steadily.
"Well," said the older, "What are we going to
"Don't ask me!" replied the other. "We've
no oars. Guess we'll have to swim."
"What'cha think I am ?" returned the other.
"You must have forgotten that fin we saw half
an hour ago."
Quiet again came over them, but it did not
"Hoo-ray!" yelled Frank the younger, "We're
drifting on to that small island!"
"Now ye're speaking," replied Arthur.
A few minutes later they were able to stand in the
shallow water and drag their boat up on the sand.
The island was covered with coconut trees, and
the boys made haste to satisfy their thirst.
"Let's try to fix the motor," suggested the
"Naw," his companion replied, "Let's explore
this place first."
The island was not large, but it was covered with
tropical vegetation, and as they started inland
they had to force their way through the bush.
On a small hill in the center of the island they
discovered what appeared to be the ruins of an
"Maybe this is where the people of Old Panama
hid their gold from Morgan," suggested the older,
thinking of an old legend.
"Let's see if we can find a dungeon or some-
thing," said the other.
After searching the ruins for a while the
younger called excitedly to his companion. In
the center of the ruins he had found a small pit
with a tunnel at the bottom. Both dropped into
the pit and looked into the tunnel. It was lined
with blocks of stone and only a little light entered
from a hole in the ceiling.
They entered on hands and knees, but once
inside, were able to stand up. Becoming quickly
accustomed to the gloom, they advanced through
the tunnel. About a hundred yards along the
tunnel, a small room appeared on one side.
Upon entering it they saw two boxes in one
corner and a table in the other. The large box
was tackled by Frank, and after some struggling
he managed to break the lock, and throwing back
the lid he gave a sharp cry, which brought Arthur
to his side.
There in the box was a grim skeleton with a
knife in its mouth. There was nothing else in the
box so they tried to pry open the smaller one, but
try as they would, the lock would not budge.
When they tried to lift it, they heard a metallic
"Big Spanish dollars, by the thud," said
"Yeah, guess we'll be rich for life now. Come
on. Let's get it to the boat."
After tugging, pushing, and sweating they
managed to get it to where the boat lay on the
"Well, now to get the motor repaired."
"Sure, we've got 'he treasure but we've got to
get it home."
After spending a good half-hour trying to find
trouble, they found they had no gas.
"Well, I'll be hanged!" said Arthur. "We
could have been started long ago."
"Yes," replied Frank, "It's lucky we brought
that extra tank full."
Ten o'clock that night the "Cascade" ran up to
the tying-place in Balboa, and two travel-weary
and tired boys lifted a heavy box onto the plat-
"I'm going to open it as soon as I get at my
tool box," said Arthur, "so let's hurry."
Almost exhausted, but excited, they arrived
at Arthur's home, and dived into the tool box for
Arthur's mother, father, and sister all came to
see the opening of the treasure chest, so Arthur
set to work with vigor.
The rusty iron soon gave way, and he threw the likewise. Frank looked foolishly at Arthur, and
lid back. On the top was an oily piece of cloth, they shut the lid slowly.
and with great excitement he lifted this. They had brought home a box of musket balls
which was left in the deserted castle.
Quiet reigned for a while, then Arthur's father It's a peculiar thing, but they never went back
burst into a roar of laughter, and his mother did to follow that mysterious tunnel to the end.
Roger Deakins, '29.
Proud old Fort San Lorenzo lay majestically on
her high bluff, guarding the entrance to the
Chagres River. Within the fort was an air of
sleepy indolence, for the "Dons" were never an
energetic race. And indeed, what cause was there
for vigilance? Above the fort floated the golden
banner of Castile and was not Spain ruler of the
seas, and master of life and death on this tortured,
oppressed isthmus? It was true that strange
sails had been sighted that afternoon at the mouth
of the river but then, pirates were a cowardly
breed and would never dare attack an armed fort.
A full moon shone down in the massive walls
and straw-thatched huts. A man of the garrison
was whispering to a girl seated on some stone
steps. A sentry walked his round perfunctorily.
The moat was full, the gates were strong. What
had they to fear?
Farther down the coast and around the bend,
to the west of the fort was another scene. Here
men were cursing and sweating as they toiled to
place a brass culvirin upon a low, wheeled cart
together with some shot and a keg of powder.
NW hen this was accomplished a man stood forth.
Evidently he was the leader. He gave his orders.
The cannon with most of the men was to go to the
fortress gate, while the rest going by small boat,
were to scale the hill unseen and attack from the
rear. With much labor the venture was started.
Just as the moon was going down and the fort
was sinking into complete silence, the sleepy
sentry heard a noise in front of the gate. Instantly
he was wide awake, but it was too late, for at the
same instant a cannon roared and the shot crashed
through the gate, splintering a great piece from
Inside the fort all was.confusion with everyone
shouting, "Pirates!" Finally, a defense was
organized and for a time it seemed as though the
attackers would be beaten off.
One of the pirates, receiving an arrow almost
through his body, pulled it out and wrapping a
piece of his shirt around it, thrust it into his
musket and fired it back before he died.
The arrow with its flaming burden fell on the
roof of one of the thatched huts.
As the Spaniards were fighting fire within, and
the force at the gate without, the reinforcements
from the rear had little trouble entering. Two
hours later Henry Morgan and his followers, un-
troubled by a single Spaniard, were feasting in
the impregnable fortress of San Lorenzo, and pre-
paring for their expedition across the isthmus to
MORGAN'S ATTACK ON PANAMA CITY. sent out a herd of wild bulls. As the bulls came
IF. II. Bundv, '31. thundering across the plain the natives of Panama
"Yes," said the old traveler, "Morgan was a expected the pirates to turn and run, but the wily
smart man. No one but a brave man could have old pirate, Captain Morgan, would not retreat.
forced fourteen hundred men to march through the.
So P i. r He merely ordered his men to shoot the wild cattle,
jungles of Panama as he did. Of course he lost
many men on the trip. Some were caught by wild although they greatly outnumbered his men.
animals, and some died of fever, but he lost more After this the hungry pirates took a night off and
by starvation than in any other way. When he feasted on the fresh meat which was so obligingly
reached Panama City the terrified inhabitants supplied by the polite inhabitants of Panama City."
THE CARIBBEAN. 53
BALBOA'S BLOODHOUNDS AND THEIR
Carlos Rankin:, 'I.
On a sunny afternoon in August, two boys were
seated under an almond tree. Beside them was
a medium-sized, black dog. His ears, snoot, and
tail were long, and in fact his general proportions
denoted a hound of one sort or another. The
owner, a boy of sixteen, preferred to believe that
it was an offspring of a bloodhound. As flecks
of sunshine fell through the leaves on its glossy
coat, his eyes appraised it proudly.
"Do you know, Jack," he said to his com-
panion, "I really believe that Blackie descended
from the pack of bloodhounds that Balboa took
with him across the Isthmus."
"I never heard about that," answered Jack,
"Tell me about it."
The following is a summary of what the owner
told to his friend:
Vasco de Nuiiez Balboa was one of the many
Spaniards who left Spain, came to the new world,
and were changed into cruel-hearted, lawless men
by the horrible conditions and the mad craving
On his first expedition, he gathered a force of
about one hundred and ninety rough men and
started across the Isthmus. He would set his
bloodhounds after ihe natives to round them up,
then subject them to all sorts of torture in an
effort to make them tell where their cities of
wealth were hidden. They would tell the truth,
which was that they knew of none, and as a
result, they were either torn to pieces by the
bloodhounds, had their ears cut off, or put on the
rack. (ne thing they did hint of; that was an
immense ocean which was at the other side of the
Isthmus. Balboa decided to find it, so he and his
companions traveled across the country through
marshy swamps, bitten by mosquitoes and all
sorts of vermin found in tropical jungles. They
discovered it, and acquired from the natives
pearls of large size, and quite a bit of gold. They
returned with exaggerated tales of the great
ocean and the wealth along its coast.
The purpose of his second trip was to explore
along the Pacific coast. With his bloodhounds,
he gathered natives to carry provisions and parts
of ships across the Isthmus. Through dense
jungles, swamps, and stricken with fever, the
natives struggled under their huge burdens. If
they dropped with exhaustion or from fever,
they were goaded on again by the fear of being torn
to pieces by the hounds, tortured by sharp, steel
rods, and hot irons, or left to die in the jungles.
M1any were left to die because they could not
possibly go farther at any cost or punishment.
Through an enemy of his, one who was jealous
of the sensation Balboa caused in Spain and the
colonies, he was falsely charged with treason and
beheaded in 1517.
"Boy, life must have been cruel and yet ex-
citing in those days," said Jack. "How do you
figure that Blackie might have decended from
one of those bloodhounds?"
"Oh, he was brought in from some village near
Gatun, and he can follow animals and human
beings very easily by smell. It's good to think
he is, anyway."
Elizabeth Raymond, '-o.
One day, many years ago, before Columbus
discovered America, a San Bias Indian sought the
witch-doctor of the village. When he found the
witch-doctor he asked him if there was a way in
which he could kill his rival without the rest of the
Indians knowing about it. The witch-doctor told
the Indian to return in a week and he would tell
him a way in which he could secretly kill his rival.
When the week was up and the Indian returned,
the witch-doctor said, "All week I have been
trying to find a method that fll achieve your
purpose. The time is not favorable. Return
next week and I will see if the spirits will tell me
The Indian left the abode of the witch-doctor
impatient at the delay.
When the week was up the Indian again sought
the witch-doctor who told him a method which
would enable him to exterminate his rival.
54 THE CARIBBEAN.
Leaving the witch-doctor the Indian gathered The days slipped by slowly for the Indian, who
together a number of small bamboo sticks and began to wish that he had made the date of his
took them home. After examining the bambnn rival's death conner.
sticks he saw that there %ai. in.r ic hki h ':1i- in A. last the long.-looied for day arrived. The
perfect condition. nJin iwas curiou- to kn.iw how his rival would die.
Three weeks he spent in finding the required H W- .Ludin sA t r'the man would die! That
number of perfect banmbj .,ick. -'iT atterin .iin a ..rm art-se :and the wind blew strong-
took a pure white hen's egg and with tar inscribed
the name of his rival and a date two weeks distant
Very carefully he made a raft out of the
bamboo sticks and placed the egg in the middle.
When the bamboo sticks and the egg were wired
securely together he patiently waited for night to
There was no moon. The Indian with great
care transported his raft of bamboo sticks to his
canoe. Under cover of the night he rowed a mile
from shore. Then he set the little raft afloat
with a great feeling that soon his rival would die.
ly. The Indian's rival was walking along the
beach when a coconut tree blew over on him and
instantly killed him.
All of the San Bias Indians believe this is true.
Recently they have changed the idea a little and
say that the person whose name is written on the
egg will die when the raft washes ashore and the
One of these queer rafts was found in the water
near the coaling station about a year ago. The
egg was rescued and buried without breaking it.
So there is one San Blas Indian more than there
FOURTH OF JULY ON THE ZONE.
Ethel Barnett, '29.
Although the Canal Zone is a considerable dis-
tance from the "sweet land of liberty," Inde-
pendence Day is always celebrated in true Fourth
of July style. There is plenty of patriotism in
evidence, and even a surplus of the "Spirit of '76."
The youth of Panama celebrates for weeks before,
and days after the birthday of our country. But
the main action takes place at Pier 6, a dock which
is always used for occasions which require enter-
taining on a massive scale.
From early morning, when athletic and aquatic
events start the day off, in grand style, until late
at night, when the last dance is over, patriots swarm
the pier. Although the shooting of fireworks is
prohibited on or near the dock, the younger gen-
eration is always in its element. The distribution
of various sweets,free, at certain intervals, makes
a hit-with everyone. The refreshment stand is
never deserted, as people never tire of eating.
Among the attractions offered to the crowd are:
athletic contests of all kinds for children as well
as for adults, boat races, revues put on by dancing
classes, band concerts, boxing bouts, refreshments,
and of course, shooting of fireworks-the real
thing-by experts, and dancing. Little electric
cars which ride the children round and round the
dock unceasingly, are very popular. Free busses
convey the people to and from the dock (that is,
to a certain point, away from the dock) but the
multitude usually bring their own cars.
Vast numbers of cars are parked in and around
the vicinity of Pier 6, and many an erstwhile
patriot's vocabulary increases as he vainly ries
to extricate his automobile from the masses that
Everyone is sorry when the day ends,'because
they have to wait a whole year for the next Fourth.
But they live in the hope that it will' be more
glorious than the last, a hope which seems to grow
more impossible as the years pass.
56 THE CARIBBEAN.
.dair Taylor, '29.
One evening I walked down Bolivar Street on
my way home. When I was in the middle of the
block I heard a Victrola, with a very raspy sound
to it, playing "My Blue Heaven," Finally the
music became so loud that I turned around and
looked into the room, my curiosity getting the
better of me.
The room, as it was called, should have right-
fully been named a box, for it wasn't much larger.
It was divided in two parts, the front part serving
as the living room and the latter part as the bed-
room. The only front porch they had was the side-
walk and their kitchen was an alley at the side of
the house. A screen, dividing the two rooms, was
covered with moving picture posters, making it a
very colorful and picturesque affair. The bed,
which could be seen very dimly, was covered with
clean linen and a crocheted coverlet; the brass
bed posts had a red ribbon around eachone. In
the "front room," there was a table upon which
the Victrola was set, and by the Victrola a cellu-
loid doll was keeping watch over a glass dog and
cat and some moving picture programs. Under
the table, on a shelf, a vase stood holding three
or four crepe paper flowers.
The mother of the "box" sat on a chair in the
"front room" holding the baby, and father sat
across from her sans shirt and shoes. A lamp,
hitched on the wall, furnished a very dim light
for the scene. As I walked on down the street
I thought to myself of the humble "Blue Heaven"
I had just passed.
Fabian Englander, '3.
On my way home one evening, I noticed the
Bajan maid who took care of the kiddies next
door walking rapidly up and down under the
house, with a baby in her arms and crooning such
a peculiar sounding tune that my curiosity was
aroused. Making a pretense of examining some
new plants that were just taking root, I managed
t draw close enough without attracting her at-
tention, to hear what she was singing.
I'p and down, back and forth, her feet keeping
time to some doggerel air, went that big, over-
grown Chunk of Charcoal, singing over and over
again, these words:
"And the Lord said unto '.l'.,e, 'Chut-Mon.' "
Margaret Misrahi, '3.
Truly a cosmopolitan country is Panama.
Every color, creed, and race is here; turbaned
Hindus, Chinese, Japanese, Negro, and Slav,
Spaniard, Greek, Italian, Arab, German, Dane,
Dutch, French, and English. Americans by
thousands, and countless others of every imaginable
mixture of all. Panama is a melting pot of
nations. It has a true democracy and is a free
Whether of high or low degree, the Panamanian
is polite, courteous, artistic in temperament,
passionately fond of music and poetry, romantic,
gallant, and intensely patriotic. To our minds
he may be cruel, because he loves the cockfights
and bullfights; he may be a gambler becau ;e of the
lottery, but he is seldom or never turbulent or
rowdyish. It is a rare thing indeed to see him
intoxicated. He has the manners of a grandee
and he is fonder of a baseball match, a horse race
or a boxing match than of a bull-fight.
WEST INDIAN CEREMONIES
OF THE DEAD.
Marie Kleefkens, 'r.
The West Indian people have a most peculiar
ceremony for their dead. They mourn for one of
their people for a period of nine days.
Upon hearing of a death, the neighbors and
friends flock to the house of the deceased and
offer their consolation and help. Chairs and
tables are placed about the house. People
gather by early evening on the day of the death.
Quiet games of chess, cards, and checkers are
played until late into the night. A good deal of
singing is done in low, hushed tones. A few
minutes before midnight, the assembly quiets
down. Usually the one who has led the singing
offers up a prayer. Numerous other prayers are
heard about the room and everyone is heard
conversing in low, hushed voices. After mid-
night they leave, one by one. Only a few stay
to console, and help the bereaved family bear their
For a period of nine days the home of the dead is
constantly visited by friends who offer their
sympathy and try to lighten the sorrow of the
relatives of the dead person.
During the final ceremony on the ninth night,
the home of the dead is a scene of great gaiety.
Tables and chairs are placed around the rooms of
the house. A large crowd gathers; coffee is made,
sandwiches prepared, and passed around. Liquor
is also served. Numerous domino and card
games are formed. The singing of this night is
quite different from that of the first. It is loud
and boisterous and sung in a tune quite lacking in
reverence. In fact, during this whole final serv-
ice, at least till midnight, there is nothing very
reverent about the action of the assembly of
At midnight the singing is hushed for a few
minutes. A few people offer prayers and the
assembly joins in. Then again, the singing and
card playing is started. This continues till dawn.
At early morning they leave for home, some in
small groups, others alone. Each acts in a very
solemn manner. Before leaving the house, each
of the guests goes to the family of the deceased,
wishing each member a carefree and happy
After this ninth day service, the departed is
quite forgotten and is mentioned neither in the
home nor among friends.
THE CHIRIQI' INDIANS.
l'il//am IHirmuno, "',.
In the desolate wilderness of Panaman jungle
lands near the Costa Rican border, dwell the
tribe of Chiriqui Indians. They are very peace-
ful, as a rule, and often work on the large planta-
tions in Panama.
Many of these Indians file their teeth to sharp
points, which they claim helps to preserve them
for a long period of time. Looking at these
Indians, with their filed teeth and green-painted
faces, one might take them to be cannibals, but
they are quite harmless.
The squaws wear a -up,, Hil..1, amount of
peculiar beads and other ornaments typical of
the Red race, while nearly every matured male
of the tribe has a small necklace of crocodile
teeth for "dress occasions." This is a token of
bravery handed down through generations, in
many cases. The crocodile also gives something
besides its teeth in the form of "grasa de lagarto"
(crocodile fat) which is used as a cure for rheu-
macism, sore throat, cuts, in fact for almost any
The Chiriqui Indians are natural-born hunters,
and the section of Panama in which they live is
infested with game. Sometimes, when hunting,
they wear feathers about their ankles as a pro-
tection against a poisonous snake. They claim
the snake will strike at the feathers rather than
the bare skin and in this way give them time
to dodge further assaults.
These Indians live in miserable grass huts with-
out a floor, except for the ground., The squaw
has very little, if any, housework to do. Her
daily duties consist of cooking meals for the
family, fetching water from a near-by water
source, washing in a chosen stream, and weaving
cloth in primitive Indian fashion.
The Chiriqui Indians are, indeed, an interesting
type of people to visit.
"EN MI PUEBLO"
Blanca Jl'alker, '2).
"En mi pueblo," were the first words Susita
used to say before starting a conversation, no
matter what subject was being discussed.
"En mi pueblo we grow big, sweet and string-
less mangoes which we call 'de calidad' because
they are of the best quality that can be found on
the Isthmus. We also have a kind which is
very, very small-no bigger than a dove's egg.
These grow in bunches something like grapes
only they are of reddish-yellow color instead of
green or purple. \Ve call these mangoes 'chan-
cletas' meaning a flat slipper because the seed
is almost flat. En mi pueblo there are many
kinds of mangoes; some we call apple-mangoes
because they are red and the pulp is very much
like the apples; others we call peach-mangoes
and others take the name of the fruit which they
resemble most. En mi pueblo we have mangoes
before any other section and long after their sea-
son is finished. The reason for this is that we
have so many different kinds and each kind
bears its fruit a little later than the other; this
is why we have mangoes long after the other
sections do not have even one for a sample.
En mi pueblo we have sweet and juicy pine-
apples, stringless alligator pears, coconut palms
which give the best coconut fruit I ever have
tasted, and we have many other species of wild
fruits that arc so good that it is a pity to call
"The seas en mi pueblo are so clear and calm;
from them we get delicious fish. We send
fish to other places because we want others to
taste what is good. The beaches en mi pueblo
are so beautiful that every year people come to
spend their vacation and to enjoy all the good
things which we offer them here en mi pueblo."
This way Susita can talk about her little
pueblo which in reality is very pleasant and
fruitful. In her town we may find, as she says,
all sorts of things and we will surely find them
of the best kind. Taboga, Susita's town, is the
most looked for summer resort.
Foribel Barngrover, '3j.
When Rome was young, it was the custom of the
people to have a season of feast and holiday.
This generally started a week before Ash Wednes-
day and lasted until midnight of Ash Wednesday.
The people celebrated the carnival season with
feasts and parades. During the six weeks of
Lenten Season following Ash Wednesday, Sun-
day was held as a feast day.
Later in Spain carnival lasted only three days
and their Lenten Season began on Ash Tuesday.
In Italy the carnival only lasted three riotous
In Panama there is a carnival each year which
lasts four days before Ash Wednesday. Carnival
may almost be compared with the Mardi Gras of
New Orleans, the Fiesta of Los Angeles, or the
Rose Carnival of Portland.
The natives save every penny they can possibly
keep out of their poor earnings, so that they may
have nice costumes. The streets are decorated
with colored lights and signs and posters which are
gaily painted. For days before the carnival, the
small stores are supplied with confetti and ser-
pentine, Pollera slippers, and the gay, gaudy
materials of which the costumes are made.
About a week before Carnival the voting for
queen is at its highest pitch. There is generally
a queen representing each outstanding race,
such as the Panaman, Chinese, and Negro. The
Army and Navy very often have their queen also.
The day before Carnival the small children get
dressed in their costumes. Clowns with painted,
laughing faces, red and white devils carrying
large forks made of cardboard parade the streets.
Many more costumes, both original and comical,
may be seen.
The first day of Carnival, everyone is ready and
anxious to show his or her costume. About four
o'clock the parade begins. The barbaric musical
instruments of graters, cans with stones in them,
and others are heard on every side. The voices
of the Spanish, Panamans and Negroes, as they
sing the carnival songs, are not unpleasant.
There are many truck loads of laughing people,
parading up and down the main street. They
throw confetti and serpentine at the crowds
standing on the sidewalks watching the procession.
A few tourists in caromattas enjoy the gaiety
almost as much as the natives themselves, though
perhaps not so boisterously.
After Carnival, the queens have their various
dances which last late, or early, into the next
The next day of Carnival is practically the same.
King Momo, king of joy, is well represented in
the faces of his subjects.
On the last day of Carnival everyone is out, as
the big parade is held on that day. On either
side, cars line the street, and the people joyously
shout at every passer-by, whether they know them
or not. The queen rides in a beautiful float, while
pages announce her with the blast of their bugles.
Her attendants follow in a truck behind her.
Gradually, as it becomes darker, the people
drop out of the parade. But late the same night
they appear again at the dances, ready for more
The Carnival is over at last. Many are glad
of the rest to come, others wish there were only
more. But all classes look forward to the
Carnival to be held next year.
Vila Lyew, '29.
"Shine, Seiior? I will polish up your shoes
fine, and shine 'em bueno for you. Shine,
Seiior? I am bes' bootblack in Panama, Sefior.
I hablo Inglis and Spanish, and my charge is
only twenty cents plata. Shine, Seior? You
ask my name? My name is Jose, Seiior. Where
is my mama? I have no mama, no papa. I
jus' live mos' anyway I can. When it rains and
business is poor I sleep on the parque banco, and
ask Dios for better day mariana. I have no big
loss. I do what please me. When I have plenty
dinero I go to the cine. Every domingo I put on
clean ropa and go to church. Yes, Sefior, I like
the Gringos ver' much. Dem soldier muy bueno.
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On pay day they get borracho but always they
give poor muchacho tip. I like the sailors bes'.
When I am hombre I am goin' to be one so that I
will see the whole mundo. I am finis', Seflor.
To-day I earn un peso. Dat is suficiente for one
day so I will put 'way my box, and go play with
other muchachos. Muchas gracias, Sefior.
Royal Higgason, '29.
One of the most interesting things that a
visitor to Panama can see is the various animals
which are in the Republic, and in -he Canal
Zone. But of all the animals, the most amusing
is the native monkey. There are many differ-
ent kinds of monkeys such as the white faced,
the red ring-tailed, the black faced, and the
spider. I have at present a red ring-tailed
monkey which I bought when it was only three
months old. It was at that time so small
and such a baby monkey that I had to feed
him from five to six times a day. Of course,
he could not be given food that would ordi-
narily be given to a full grown monkey, so I was
forced to feed him on warm milk, bread crumbs,
and all such food that is easily digested.
As soon as I got my monkey, I began to
choose names that I could give him, but at
last I selected the name of Jack, since that is
the name given to most all the monkeys, of his
type especially. A great deal of time was spent
at first in endeavoring to make him tame
enough to have around the house without the fear
of his biting someone. It was some four months
before this job was completed and by this time
Jack knew his name as soon as any person
called him. My next problem was that of
finding what I could feed him in order to make
him grow and be healthy. I soon found that a
human being is not the only one that can get
in the habit of being stubborn, because this
monkey of mine was soon in the habit of re-
fusing to ea* if he was not given the things that
he especially cared for. Sugar was the first
thing that I found that this pet of mine liked
exceptionally well. In fact, he would accept
anything that was at all sweet. Fat meat was
also another thing that Jack took an early
liking for. By this time he has learned to eat
whatever we give him and each day as we sit
down to eat we give him a small bit of each of
the foods that we have on the table and very
seldom does he refuse any of them.
The habits of a monkey are so queer that a
person can amuse himself at any time by just
sitting down and watching the ditlni r things,
such as tricks, that a monkey does. Jack has
been taught, since I have had him, that as
soon as he sees one of us eating something, he
should hold both of his hands up in order to
get some. When he does something that he
knows is wrong, he immediately starts to run
away, and as I get up to punish him he holds
both of his hands over his head in order to
escape punishment. Also, if he knows i hat he
is going to be punished or whipped for some of
his meanness, he starts to do all the tricks that
he can possibly think of so that I will not whip
him. When he is allowed to come into the house
he walks around to see if there is anything new
to his eye or if any changes have been made.
But he has been taught that he is not to touch
anything that is on the table or dresser. His
greatest pleasure when he gets into the house
is to go immediately to one of the floor pillows
and make himself perfectly comfortable.
In general the animals of the Canal Zone and
the Republic of Panama are many in number
and none of them is lacking is some form of
entertainment or interest.
THE SAN BLAS INDIANS.
Rodman Drake, '3Z.
Of all the Panama Indians, the best known are
the so-called San Bias. The San Bias Indians
are a peaceful, semicivilized people who dwell
upon the islands and the adjoining mainland
of the San Bias Gulf. They are in constant
communication with Panamanians and Ameri-
cans and visit Colon regularly. There are
trading posts on the San Bias islands and a large
banana estate in the heart of the San Bias
The majority of the Indians speak English
more clearly than Spanish. Many of these
Indians have resided in New York and elsewhere
in the United States. Some of the islands are
model up-to-date settlements with straight,
well-kept streets, clubs, societies, dance halls,
schools, street lights and all other ideas of
modern civilizations. The Indians also own
cars and frequently may be seen driving about
the streets of Colon or Panama City.
The San Bias Indians are peculiar in their
appearance, having dwarf-sized bodies and large,
The men dress in rough trousers, ready-made
shirts, or more often shirts of San Bias make
with tucks at shoulders and sleeves and chest,
and for a head gear palm-leaf hats many sizes
too small for them. The men also wear huge
disk-shaped earrings of thin gold. The costumes
of the women consist of loose blouses of brilliant
cloth of all colors beautifully fashioned in elabor-
ate designs. Often one may see all manner
of odd patterns embodied in a design, Arabic
and Roman numerals, letters of the alphabet,
Chinese characters and even the design of a
Corn Flake box copied letter by letter.
About their necks are draped dozens of strings
of beads, shells, teeth, and coins. Huge gold
disks are worn in the ears, a heavy gold nose
ring of triangular shape hangs over the upper
lip, and a brilliant red bandana handkerchief is
draped over the head and shoulders.
Miss Anna Coope, an American missionary,
was the first foreigner to be allowed to live in the
San Blas country. She lived there for fourteen
years teaching them to read and write, and
helping them to learn better ways of living. She
found them intelligent and capable of mastering
the English language.
THE NEGRO IN PANAMA.
Carlos Rankin, '3J.
There are approximately 55,000 negroes in
Panama, and with a few exceptions, their cus-
toms and modes of living are the same. The
negroes have very large families, and all are
crowded into one room. A curtain of some sort
divides the room in half; in the front, a few
chairs are placed, while in the back there are a
bed and several small hammocks. Usually in
front of the houses, there are a few boxes with
native fruits, candy, bread, sweet-peppers, and
lemons, which are sold to the passers-by. The
insanitary conditions which exist in the negro
homes are one of the greatest evils of that race.
The main characteristic of the dress of the
negro is his extravagance. The young men
wear silk shirts, sometimes purple or green,
with flannel pants, and Panama hats. All the
women wear bright-colored dresses, and the older
men, on special occasions, wear derby hats,
long-tailed coats, and neat vests.
Rocks are their principal weapons and more
than one fight between the white boys and
the negro boys has ended with serious results.
Their careless attitude towards life is noticeable
in each one. They are very independent, enjoy
late hours, dances, and wild midnight jaunts
more than anything else. There are very few
men, if any, who try to save part of their earn-
ings. Most of them believe in living the day out
before thinking of the next. All negroes are
fond of music; they are famous for their "jazz".
In their various religions, they are apparently
sincere. Many of them go into fits during their
vigorous devotions. They are unusually super-
stitious and have many different religions, some
of which do not seem of a civilized order.
I have described only the majority of the
negroes. There are some who are very trust-
worthy, clean, and ambitious. As to their dislike
for the white people, it may be excused to a
certain extent only, by the way the white men
and women treat some of them. At times one
may well sympathize with the negroes. Humor
is not entirely lacking in them, if onecaresto
TO OUR ADVERTISERS.
Paul Hayden, '29.
Does an advertiser in THE CARIBBEAN gain or
lose from a business point of view? Let us
investigate the term "business point of view."
In business the object is that for every dollar put
out, one dollar plus interest should come back
sooner or later-preferably sooner. If this object
is not obtained it is poor business; in fact, we were
told that it was not business.
There are, however, more ways than one in
which an advertiser may be compensated. The
Isthmus as a whole, is a small place and a whole
is greater than any of its parts. We learned
that in geometry. Therefore, an advertisement
in THE CARIBBEAN would not necessarily cause
the business man to work over time. That is a
good feature, is it not?
Now, friends of THE CARIBBEAN, you who ad-
vertise, you who help us in our work and you
who buy, you are probably wondering just how the
advertiser makes a good investment. It is simple.
Just look around; you will observe quite readily
that nearly every adult you see has a son or
daughter or a relative who is in high school, will
soon be in, or was in high school. These adults or
parents love their children and because thechildren
love the Annual and take great pride in it the
parents also love it. One way to make friends
with a person is to admire his children.
All this leads up to the point that THE CARIB-
BEAN needs the support of its advertisers. By
inserting an "ad" the advertiser becomes the
student's friend. He indirectly becomes the
parent's friend. Therefore as the parents form
two-thirds of the public down here, the business
man gains the good will of his customers and that
is worth something.
Several of our advertisers never expect to
realize anything from their "ad" becauseof their
not doing any local business. They are true
rthir 1', . 'o.
In the days of old, before the United States
thought of building a canal in Panama, the
Spanish descendants of old Spain ruled with a
high hand in South America.
Colombia, the possessor of Panama for many
years, let Panama rule itself to a certain extent.
As long as high officials of Colombia and Panama
received some money, they did not care how
much the people of the poorer class suffered.
Many died from disease, and some even died from
starvation. Many were forced to steal for a
Those who were caught stealing were put in a
prison built of thick, strong, cold stone. There
were also some choice dungeons for the worst.
This prison is now only a "has been," but still
shows very plainly what the prisoners had to go
through in the long years that they spent in the
A tourist visiting Panama is taken to Chiriqui
Prison as a site of interest. Little does a tourist
realize when he is walking on the promenade
built on the roof of the dungeons of the Chiriqui
Prison, the sufferings of the inhabitants that it
contained in the years before.
After he has admired the beauty for several
minutes, the guide takes him down to see the
prison itself. Here are rooms of bare stone with
heavy, steel doors. Of course there are no prisoners
in the cells now, but there were once upon a time,
and how well some remember. Just for the thrill
of it, the tourist probably goes in one of the cells.
He sees the balls and chains rusty from age and
disuse, piled up in one corner. Once these were
shiny from the continual rubbing of the skin of
some prisoner. He may also see pictures and
initials carved on the walls-carved by some
poor 'man "framed" by a higher official, and
doomed to se.-ve a long term of years.
The guide most likely takes him up to the
watch towers that were used by the guards to
watch the prisoners as they walked around the
prison ground, or sat staring emptily into space,
dreaming of the freedom that they would be,
perhaps, forever denied.
The tourist usually takes out his camera and
snaps a few pictures of his companions standing
in front of the little watch tower, naming it,
"Chiriqui Prison," little realizing how much
the natives and inhabitants of Panama dreaded
to hear that name in the days before the United
States of America started to clean Panama of
disease, and to help Panama form a republic to
make it what it is to-day.
THE COCONUT PALM.
Morris Luce, '29.
In the whole broad belt of the tropical climates
there is probably no tree quite as common as the
coconut palm. One reason for this is that this
specie is so hardy; it thrives in climates variable
both in rainfall and temperature. Peculiarly too,
it seems to grow just as luxuriantly on the salt,
rather arid seashore as it does in a fertile valley
or even in a swamp. Then too, it makes an
ideal domestic tree, being useful as well as
decorative, and is used for both purposes by the
inhabitants of the tropics.
The tree itself is very beautiful and unique in
appearance. The trunk develops its full thick-
ness of about eighteen or twenty inches within
the first year of growth, but it takes about twenty
years to attain its full height which in some cases
is nearly a hundred feet, though it is usually
sixty or seventy feet. The surface of this trunk
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is ringed all the way up with alternate rough and
smooth bands of four or five inches in width. The
wood is the same beautiful brown color all the
way through as it is on the surface, but is is very
porous and fibrous and consequently of no value
The frond or leaf is unique in that it is in reality
a leaf and a branch at the same time. These
fronds, eigh- or ten feet in length, are also made
of a very fibrous material and are built on much
the same plan as the human spinal column and
ribs system. A long flexible "backbone" runs
the full length of the leaf, the wider end, or butt,
being set firmly against the bole of the trunk,
and along each side of this central support all the
way out to the tip long thin leaves are set per-
pendicularly to it. These leaves are green in
color, between a foot and two feet in length, and
are also built on a little central support of their
own, much as a blade of long wild grass. There
are twelve or fifteen of these fronds, all shooting
out from the very top of the trunk. Two or three
fronds will start growth straight up into the air
out of the tip of the tree above all the rest of the
fronds, but as the tree grows other ones shoot out
above them until they are the lowest of the three
or four levels of branches; they then cease to
draw nourishment from the tree, die, and then
drop off to the ground. It is the branches that
make the rings on the trunk, the rough bands
being where they once grew and the smooth ones
representing the distance between the branches.
It is the development of the fruit itself that is
most wonderful. This starts with a long green
pod that comes out among the branches. This
breaks open, disclosing thousands of little yellow
kernels growing on a support of the same color.
Only eight or ten of all these little kernels are
destined to become coconuts; the rest of them
drop off one by one, all the time growing in size,
until there are finally only the several fully
developed fruit left. If these are left alone,
as they are in the jungle, they too, finally drop to
the ground, and the milk in the shell hardens to
a spongy consistency and roots sprout through
the shell into the ground to start a new tree.
The coconut palm always has several bunches of
fruit on it in the various stages of development.
Science has examined the milk of this fruit and it
has been shown that it has as much food value as
pure cow's milk. The meat too, is very nourish-
ing. Another valuable product is the heart of the
tree, which is found in the very center of the bole.
This has much the same consistency as garden
cabbage, but is much sweeter.
Panama is truly proud of being represented by
this tree in being called "the Land of the Coconut
A TRIP TO PORTO BELLO.
Rodman Drake, '3/.
Porto Bello is probably one of the most inter-
esting places in Panama. It was at one time the
metropolis of the New World. It is located about
twenty miles east of the Atlantic entrance to the
In order to get there, we left Fort Sherman by
boat. We arrived at the beautifullittle bay of Porto
Bello, whose shores are covered with fruit trees
and palm trees, with an uneventful trip. So
attractive was this spot that Columbus called it
Porto Bello (beautiful port).
We left our boat by means of small native
canoes and arrived at the little village of Porto
Bello. We walked up the main way, which at
one time was a flourishing street, until we came to
a graveyard. In this graveyard we saw some
old tombs, but most of them were modern. We
also saw many bones and skulls scattered around.
These had been dug up. It is the custom of the
inhabitants of Porto Bello to disinter the dead if
the rent is not paid for the grave in use. Upon
leaving the graveyard we went to an ancient
cathedral. In this cathedral we saw some more old
tombs, tomb with a wax mummy of their Christ
in it, which they often carry around in Sunday
After leaving the cathedral we visited the ruins
of Fort Porto Bello which was built by the early
Spaniards and subsequently captured by Morgan.
On leaving the Fort, we returned to our boat and
later arrived at Fort Sherman with the idea in
mind tha-t we had spent a most interesting day.
Mavis Thirlwall, '3o.
A novel, interesting, and healthful vacation may
be spent at the Isthmus of Panama at any season
of the year. The climate, although tropical, is
equable. It is always summer in Panama. The
hottest day is about the temperature of a "hot
spell" in the United States. Although the Isth-
mus has a reputation for being a rainy place,
weather reports show that forty-seven per cent
of the day-light hours are sunshiny on the Pacific
side and fifty-two on the Atlantic side. The
cloudy days lessen the heat. During the dry
season, January, February, and March, there is
scarcely any rain. In the other nine months
statistics prove that rain falls on an average of
forty minutes a day. The rainfall is made up of
heavy and light showers which pass quickly and
are usually followed by a burst of sunshine. There
is seldom a day without breeze and the nights are
The Isthmus is healthful. If one observes the
general rules of health, there need be no fear of
unusual illness. Mosquitoes, the dreaded fever-
carriers, have been exterminated by the drainage
of swamps and the spraying of oil on breeding
places. From the extensive screening of houses
in the Canal Zone, one gets the idea that insects
are prevalent, but this screening is merely a pre-
cautionary measure. In Panama City and Colon
there are no screens. The greater part of the
windows are just shaded by blinds, nevertheless
you seldom see a mosquito or fly. The sanitary
conditions of Panama and Colon, which are under
the control of the Canal Zone authorities, are very
good. There is a modern sewage system, brick
paved streets, and pure water supply in both of
The greatest attraction offered by the Isthmus
is, of course, the Canal, which has been said to be
one of the world's greatest sights. There are
several different angles from which one may view
the Canal; namely, by passage through, by a rail
trip across the Isthmus, and by auto trips to
Next to the inspection of the Canal, a visit to
the ruins of Old Panama is the "high spot" in a
vacation ( n the Isthmus. These ruins which are
seven miles by automobile from Balboa or Pana-
ma, are unlike any others in the world. They
are the remains of a city that was destroyed by
one attack of a desperate band of adventurers,
Morgan's buccaneers. The city was rich, with a
splendid cathedral, several smaller churches,
shops, warehouses, and, probably, twenty thou-
sand inhabitants. It was a station for transferring
treasure from Peru to Spain. It was this treasure
which lured Morgan and his men.
The old cathedral and the city hall are the most
notable of the ruins. The jungle has covered
much of the city, but by careful observation the
walls of the monasteries and convents, the city
market, the paved streets, and even Ml.rgan's
bridge may been seen. The Panaman Govern-
ment has made some progress in clearing the
ruins but there is still much to be done.
Although there is yet no highway entirely across
the Isthmus, the roads in the Canal Zone, and at
Panama and Colon are so good that many en-
joyable rides may be had. The longest aut tour is
into the country to the west of the Canal, which
may be reached from the ferry at Pedro Miguel.
There is a macadam road in the interior, passing
through lovely scenes and several old towns, one
hundred and seventy-five miles to Santiago.
There is also a great variety of diversions to be
enjoyed. There is dancing at several hotels,
besides at the numerous clubs frequented by
Isthmian society. There is a first-class golf-
course at Panama and an eighteen-hole course at
Gatun, which can be compared to the best courses
in the States.
Swimming, which is very popular, especially
among the Americans, is a sport indulged in by
people of all ages. There is a fine pool at the
Balboa Clubhouse, and one connected with the
Washington Hotel, in Colon. Surf bathing is
available at Bella Vista, Panama, where an
exclusive, beautiful club has recently been erected.
Other amusements include horse-racing, dog-
racing, the weekly drawing of the National
Lottery at the Bishop's Palace on Sunday morn-
ings, and the great annual fiesta of the four days
For newcomers and visitors there are other
diversions, as a visit to the market on the beach
at Panama, strolls in quaint old streets, evening
concerts in city squares, visits to the odd Chinese
and Hindu shops, and visits to the Canal Zone
For the fisherman and hunter, Panama is an
ideal spot. There is extensive duck shooting
and deer hunting. Fishing in Panama Bay
proves togive good results. Crocodile and turtle
hunting are unusual and interesting sports also
On the Atlantic side at Gatun, the tarpon
fishing is a great attraction to fishermen. For
their convenience there is a Tarpon Club at the
The City of Panama alone, is a source of inter-
esting sights. At the seawall is Las Bovedas,
a promenade built over the dungeons of an ancient
prison. It is dedicated to the French Canal
builders. Inside the wall the history of the Canal
is told on stone tablets. Near this walk are the
ruins of the Santo Domingo Church which was
burned in 1737. In contains a flat arch of brick
that is an architectural curiosity. Another old
relic is the San Jose Church, or the Church of the
Golden Altar, so named because of the gold altar
within it. There is also the Cathedral and many
handsome buildings including a National Theatre.
Panama has also beautiful residential sections con-
taining palatial homes. In all respects I think
the Isthmus is an ideal place for a vacation or for
a permanent residence.
.1 arion Neel\ '31.
(Prize Essav in National City Bank Thrift Contest.,
Dinner over-studies done and kiddies in bed
now for an evening with the radio. However, as
the soft music flooded the room, my mind wander-
ed back over the past twenty vears-to the first
day of my new job; a messenger boy-and the
coincidence of my employing two to-day. Now
I thought of my chum, Tom Daley, how he lauded
over me because he was from the inner office!
But times changed and soon I was plodding up
the ladder-clerk-head clerk-confidential secre-
tary-and now-really one of the partners. How
proud I was as year by year my savings increased,
and now, I am enjoying the comfort of my home
and my well-supported family. My thoughts
rambled on. Soon I was aware of the entrance of
a man. Before long Tom Dalev told his story.
Success had missed him, according to his out-
look. But one realized that his one lacking qual-
ity-that of thrift and economy-had remained
"What helped your success, most?" he asked.
"Thrift," I said, "or an economical management
of my savings. The thrift of the Scotch, as we all
know, is very highly developed. But it is, never-
theless, a fine example.
"The World War proved that even though the
majority of the Americans did not practice thrift
to a great extent, it could be readily developed.
They realized that it was an admirable, as well
as a necessary quality, to a happy, well-balanced
life, and was well worth possessing.
"During the War economy was practiced in our
country to the fullest extent, and its mark is to be
felt to-day. School children are being taught the
value of thrift. Why? Because early development
will instill that quality in them, and guarantee a
future free from cares and financial worries.
Lectures are given on this now all-important
problem; the budget plan, and the importance of
starting savings accounts as soon as possible, are
explained, taught and partially enforced in schools.
People realize that if the government needs a
budget system, that it is much more necessary
for the individual to accustom himself to wise
"Crippled and disabled youths returned from the
War, unprepared, helpless, and dependent on their
families. How many of them had heeded that
adage 'Be Prepared,' and had realized that un-
foreseen and unavoidable misfortunes occur?
We dislike to think of these things, it is true, and
keep the thought away.
"Then we realize, too late, the value of thrift
'Nothing ventured, nothing gained' has been
proved true and we should apply it to our lives
daily, by developing cconmmv in both time and
monev, from the first. If not now, then, when?
It is usually the person who 13 careful about how
he spends his day and dollars, who succeeds an-l
prospers. That is the secret of my success and
The men the world call lucky
Will tell you, one and all
That success comes not with wishing
But by constant thrift-that's all!"
66 THE CARIBBEAN.
Roy Walker, '29.
Her name was Polly Prattle. When she first
came into our family she was about the size of a
new-born chick; little fuzzy green feathers were
sticking out all over her body, as if she had been
covered with glue and then thrown into a pile of
feathers. Just above her little yellow eyes, she
had a red topknot which she learned later to
ruffle prettily when she was talking. This, then
was our Polly who grew up to be a pet of the
When Polly Prattle was nine months old she
learned her first lesson. We had a dog- on our
place called Gyp. Every noon I used to whistle
for him and call him to his dinner. One day I
whistled and was surprised to hear a clear answer
from the porch where Polly had her perch. A
few seconds and Polly was calling: "Here Gyp,
here Gyp," and was whistling in perfect imitation
of myself. After that time until her death Polly
never failed to call Gyp to dinner at the proper
As she grew older, Polly became more and more
versed in the human vocabulary. She learned to
say her own name, to call mother when she was
hungry, and to call my name. Often we would
take her out on the farm and let her ramble all
about the place. She would mingle with chickens,
climb up in the orange and star-apple trees and
help herself to the fruit. Often we would find
her in the corn loft and one time after an all day
search we discovered her in the pig pen having
dinner with the grunts. Always she would betray
here whereabouts by chuckling: "Nice Polly,
Pretty Polly," and occasionally calling Gyp and
my name which she would never fail to follow
with a shrill whistle.
One day Polly could not be found. We searched
here, there, high and low, but to no avail. Our
first thought was that she had at last flown away
and joined her friends who every evening flew
homeward over the farm. Three days later I
was cleaning out the corn bin beside the hen coup
when I heard a low chuckling, "Here Polly."
I looked up into the tree nearby but could not see
her, for I knew it was she, at once. Again I
heard it. This time it seemed to issue from a
barrel near the bin. I hurried to the barrel,
which was an old tar container, and peered inside.
Poor thing, there she was buried, all but her head,
in the soft tar at the bottom of the barrel. She
must have been walking around the edge, slipped
and fallen into the barrel where she had sunk
into the soft tar at the bottom. As soon as she
saw me she chuckled my name and then called
for mother. I dug her out of the tar, took her
home, and mother and I endeavored to remove
as much of the tar as possible. We used kerosene
and gasoline and removed nearly all, but the tar
had been on the feathers so long that most of them
came off with it. She lived less than a week
afterwards (how she lived that long I do not
know), and we buried her in a little tin box on the
farm. It was a long time before we got over her
loss, for it had been so cheerful to hear her calling
and whistling about the farm.
Gretchen IV. Palm, '29.
The "Ancon" and "Cristobal" mean more to
Zonians than would be generally thought, for
they are the means of connecting government
employees with "home" and "home folks." The
ship's names symbolize vacations, of which, I
confess, there are many kinds. There's touring
in a Model T Ford, or camping in the "woods,"
where bodily activity is found by killing mosqui-
toes, and mental exercise by worrying over all
one's unsightly, empty tin cans. Nevertheless,
vacation starts on board ship, where universal
Canal Zone friendliness prevails. Port Au Prince,
Haiti, may be abominable, with its fine, white
dust, its torrid, oppressive heat and its beggars,
but, to say the least, it is a startling change from
the two days' scene of endless, choppy Caribbean
water. The remaining five days stretch to New
York is intensely pleasant with anticipation of
the days before us-days of work or play, make
them what we will.
There are boats and boats, but these two seem
to hold an especially close place in our lives; like
dependable friends to whom we instinctively
turn when it is time to go a-voyaging.
68 THE CARIBBEAN.
M, ricn Lowande, '29.
Fernandez was on duty in this district for the
first time. It was that section in which all the
wealthy people lived. It was a dull section at
this time of the year, for it was summer and the
residents were spending money in some other
part of the world. Yes, indeed, it was a very dull
Fernandez was thinking of the wonderful dinner
he could be enjoying now if he were only on his
l'st beat. The people certainly had been nice to
him there, and Sefor Tomas had some good beer
in his cellar.
Fernandez's musings were cut short by the ap-
pearance of a taxi in front of one of the most
beautiful Louses on the street. Fernandez had
been told that it belonged to Don Torrens, a
young bachelor. A tall, well-built young man
alighted, paid his fare, and went up the stairs to
the door of the house. After having some trouble
opening the door he finally entered. In the back
of the house an electrician's truck drew up, and a
medium-sized man got out and went up the back
steps. Fernandez moved on. Evidently the
owner had returned from vacation and was having
some repairs made.
Meanwhile, once inside, the tall man quickly
divested himself of his overcoat, the inside of
which revealed a complete set of burglar's tools.
At the rear of the house the medium-sized man
opened his electrician's case and drew from it
tools similar to those of the tall young man.
Both proceeded to go their ways, and both
entered the library at the same time.
The tall young man was the first to regain his
equilibrium, and with a refined voice asked the
other what he might be doing in his house. The
latter, with a puzzled look on his face, reciprocated
with the same question. Immediately each began
to convince the other that he was in the wrong
Before they were aware of it, another had enter-
e-l the argument. This man had come upon them
while they were arguing and was attempting to
convince them with a revolver. The owner of
this little plaything proceeded to order them to
reach for the ceiling until he had called the police.
They did so. No, not quite, for when the man
turned to telephone, the tall man quickly brought
one of his tools down on the other's head. He
fell with a dull thud. The first two men immedi-
ately proceeded to evacuate.
It was autumn and a tall, well-built young
man entered a restaurant. A few minutes later
a medium-sized man entered. They sat at differ-
ent tables. Opening their newspapers their
attention was immediately attracted by the
Don Torrens, wealthy young bachelor, returned from
a vacation in the Maine woods to find his house robbed
of everything but the wall paper.
I need only add that a tall well-built man and
a medium-sized man were evicted from a restau-
rant for using improper language
WHY HOUSEKEEPERS GROW GRAY
Adair L. Taylor, 's9.
Scene: Kitchen in my home.
Characters: My mother and maid Tiny, who
weighs 200 pounds.
Time: 2.40 p. m., about the year A. D. 1914.
Curtain rises on my mother giving Tiny
directions on washing the kitchen floor.
Mother: "Tiny, take some good hot suds and
water and scrub this floor."
Tiny: "Oh, yes, Mistress Taylor."
Curtain drops to show that twenty-five
minutes have elapsed. Rises to show my moth-
er talking to Tiny once more.
Mother: "Why, Tiny, you'll never get it
cleaned unless you rub harder. Use some
Curtain falls a second time for twenty-five
minutes, and rises to find Tiny asleep in a chair
with floor half cleaned.
Mother (shaking Tiny): "Well, Tiny, do I
have to sit here and watch you? Why aren't
you cleaning this kitchen?"
Tiny: "Well, Mum, you see it was this away.
I was jes' a sitting' here waiting' for de elbow
grease and I done felled asleep."
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Ethel I.. Barnelt, '29.
I had spent a tiring day in Panama City, and I
was looking forward to a peaceful two hours on the
train before I should again take up weighty
matters in Colon. The train was unusually
crowded, but I was lucky enough to find an
empty seat, with another facing it on which to
place my feet. I had no sooner made myself
comfortable, however, than a woman with a
beautiful child came in and occupied the seat
which I had cherished for my feet. I was slightly
annoyed, but I realized that it was the only
place she could find to sit, and besides she probably
wouldn't bother me. So I dozed off commenting
inwardly that I had never before seen such a
Suddenly my would-be slumbers were inter-
rupted by a shrill cry from the youthful beauty
(whose name, it developed, was Randall), who
was shouting, "I wanna sit over there," indicating
my seat by the window. The mother tried to
dissuade her son, but he would not listen to
reason so I moved over to let the boy sit there.
As soon as he was established, however, he pro-
ceeded to see how far he could lean out of the
window. Complying with his mother's wish,
I closed the window and the boy screamed lustily.
So I had to open the window, and while he tried
his best to fall out of it, I had to hold on to him
in spite of the damaging kicks I received. His
beauty began to fade in my eyes.
While Randall endangered his life and my peace
of mind, his mother was regaling me with the
history of her son's life, and all of his cute deeds
and savings, and the neighbors' affection for him.
Vainly did I try to remove my belongings and self
to a more healthy locality, but she, waxing more
eloquent, and he, waxing more playful, held me
The child soon tired of the open window, so he
demanded that it be shut. Dutifully I shut it,
and nearly smothered from the heat that resulted.
Randall's lack of amusement became so desper-
ate that even my poor tie seemed to offer oppor-
tunities to him. I protested at donating my tie
to his cause, but he was so violently insistent that
I succumbed. He promptly mutilated it and
then put it back on me, nearly choking me in the
Following that, he found something extremely
interesting in my hair, pulling out about ten
hairs and analyzing them all. After rumpling my
hair till my magnificent pompadour looked like
a degenerated mop, he was quiet a moment.
The woman in back of me was remarking
audibly to her husband, "My, what a cute little
boy," and "Oh! isn't he adorable!" and "The
little dear" at every new escapade in which the
active Randall indulged. And I was seriously
contemplating ending his pestilential existence
when his voice rang out with, "Maamma, I wanna
drink." His poor mother, it developed, was
very tired, and did I mind getting a drink for
Randall? Seething inwardly I stumbled down the
aisle and returned with the water. But Randall's
thirst had abated, it seemed, so he amused him-
self by pouring most of the water down my neck.
I gave the boy one of my famous "dirty looks"
but this didn't seem to affect him much, aside
from inspiring him still further. I muttered
something about a friend of mine in the next car
wanting me and started to leave only to hear
Randall yell, "Mamma, don't let the nice mango.
Let him stay here and play with me." And
since Randall's mother, interested as always, only
in her son's welfare, 'c-'.:u.l me to stay, I stayed.
Then Randall's mother decided that she wanted
a drink so I obligingly got one for her. I got to
her seat with it just as the train pulled into
Monte Lirio with a jolt, and all the water was
spilled on Randall. He immediately began a
wail which drowned out even the train's whistle
and it was only after two stations of pacification, the
loan of my watch and sleeve garters, and the
gift of two fifty-cent pieces (which I needed very
much at the time), that he quieted down to his
During the rest of the ride I was so miserable
that nothing seemed to matter any more, so
nothing Randall did agonized me-much. As
the train pulled into Colon, Randall wanted to
hang onto me, but I, pretending to see an aged
uncle, dashed off. Nowadays, on trains, I sur-
round myself with a crowd (strictly adult), and
whisper audibly "What a cute little boy," if I
see any one being hooked the way I was.
70 THE CARIBBEAN.
GOING TO THE DOGS.
Rosemary Keene, '2y.
At the Dog Races, Kennelworth.
Fanny, daughter of the Skipper who wrecked the
Hamlet, sorrowful Prince of Denmark.
Julius Caesar, big butter and egg man from Rome.
(SCENE I: Hamlet and Fanny are trying to
sneak into the grandstand.)
Fanny (clutching Hamlet): "Duck! He ap-
Hamlet: "Now might we do it pat, now the
gatekeeper has turned away."
( Hamlet and Fanny slip in unseen and grab a seat.)
Fanny: "Oh, Hamlet! I see a fleeting hound!
Oh, say, what may that be?"
Hamlet: "My father's spirit in legs!"
Voice from behind: "Come on Lightning! Show
some action! !
Hamlet (aside to Fanny): "He speaketh of
lightning. Perchance a storm is arriving. (He
puts up an umbrella.)
Julius Caesar: "Hey, you sap! This is the dog
races and not an asylum. Go back to the keepers."
Fanny: "Oh, Hamlet, who is this man and
what spake he?"
Hamlet: 'Tis Julius Caesar, the big cow and
hen man from Rome."
Fanny: "Oh, Hamlet! I see a flying hare!
Oh, say, what may it be?"
Hamlet: "There is only one lock loose; here
is a pin for you."
Julius Caesar (again): "Here comes Lightning!
Come on Lightning!"
Hamlet (becoming excited): 'Tis a fast race.
I incline toward the yellow streak."
Julius Caesar: "Hey! Where do you think you
are? Get off my foot, or I'll knock you off! !"
Hamlet (still more excited): "The amber one
gains-onward hound, onward!"
Julius Caesar (giving Hamlet a blow): "I told
you to get off my foot and I mean it."
Hamlet (returning the blow): "The time is out
of joint; oh, blessed spite, that I was ever born to
set it right."
Julius Caesar (becoming angry): "It will be
more than 'time' that will be out of joint when I
get through with you!"
Hamlet (losing consciousness): "I doubt some
Fanny: "Oh, Hamlet, the people leave their
seats. Oh, say, what may it be?"
But Hamlet answered never a word
A knocked out Prince was he
Adair L. Taylor, '29.
Scene: Doctor's office in Panama.
Characters: Doctor and patient.
Time: The most convenient.
Curtain rises to show Doctor and patient in the
Patient: "Ooh, yooy, yooy, such a mi-lady I
Doctor: "Why, my good man, what malady
have you? You look healthy enough."
Patient: "Oh, jess, I look so, but I ain't-I got
a machinery in me what don't work. No-not
in my haid."
Doctor: "Just where does it pain; come let me
Patient: "No, no, no I don't need no telephone
put on me. I ain't a party line fo' no one. But
I tell you, I am not well. My own Doctah did
told me so. He said I was goin' to die with no
clothes and I wan't goin' to have no nice black
coffin with silver trimmings, because-oh Lawd,
have mercy 'pon I."
Doctor: "But come! Tell me what this afflic-
tion is that you have. I have lots of pills that will
help you, I am sure."
Patient: "No suh-all de pills won't do me no
good. 'Cause'n dis is eber lastin'. De uder Doc-
tah done tole me I wouldn't have 'nouf strong
to answer St. Peter."
Doctor: "Come, come away with this nonsense.
What did he say you had."
Patient: "Well, suh, he did say it was common
to people like I-he called it a mighty interes'in'
name and for a time I was real proud 'bout it.
Said it was "Mafiana Fever."
NOTE.-Maiiana means "to-morrow" in Spanish.
(Speech by Tattoo Ike.)
flames Qtuinn, '29.
When I was a youngster, I was led astray by
those vile and cruel vagabonds known as Drug
Store Cowboys. They taught me to drink.
That drink preyed upon me until I now drink it
straight (that is without water). You may
wonder what kind of drink I mean so that you
may try it. I will relate it; that drink is the
deadly, oversweet, soda pop. You can get it in
every store. Oh! Why can't we do away with
it altogether? As Ceasar said some twenty years
ago, "Do not drink, for it is a waste." I now
say it over. Take Napoleon's advice and steer
clear of soda pop. The young man of to-day
drinks soda pop until he gets so that he even
^__---- .. .--- .------- .--
Ethel Barnett, '20.
Life is so futile; ome goes to school and tries
to Izarn typong woth tha following results.
Tying is soch an effirt, and vet is it wortj
anything? Why is there soch a thimg as a
ty.ewroter? So far as I cen see, we struggling
begimners in thet scudy gain nothing but an
increased vocavulary, and lost faith in life.
Ome learns to type; one ty pes; one thanks
one knows how to type; and look at the results.
A new language one invents. No one cam
read it but tha aspiring typost. Teachers
don't a2preciete the typist who is jest learning.
Wahre is thatsilber liming to thet cloid?
Amd yet great pnilosophirs say; "Pursever-
ance wons. "Amd, "Of at first uou dun't
succeed, try, try agaim." Ome troes and
tries again, with tha seme results. (Why, oh,
why do i persust in hotting the i for the u!)
And tha more one trues, the blecker, or rether
the ridder, ome8s outlook on the report card
slims. And the relations at home become
nore streimed. What most ome do in a czse
bulges. Even our young girls, or mothers of
to-morrow, drink it. They gurgle two or three
glasses at a time and then they want more.
Look at me, if you wish to see the effects of soda
pop. As Patrick Henry said a few months ago,
"Give me soda pop and you give me death."
I should think that you would know better than
to drink soda pop. What was the meaning of
Brutus' coat of arms, '\I. et Destructo."
I shall translate it as it is: "Drink more and be
destroyed." In my closing I ,ll.ii tell you in one
proverb what to do to get rid of this habit. "If
a soda pop is ruinous, try Coca-Cola." I thank
Sish is lofe! Thoxe who are burn dumb are
jist out of lock. Tha itherx get all tha brakes.
Amd tha dumb omes muxt jist kee, on typing
im spote of srraimed relatoins at hone and
partriotic rdport czrds. I em SHackoed to
my typewroter amd I cam do 1mothing but
lemint my sed fzte amd agree wirh Patreck
Hejry im his immortel wirds: "Gebe me
liverty, ot geve me dezrh."
ON FIRE ALARMS.
Grelchen Palm, '29.
It warms us to think of fire alarms; they are
exhilarating, to say the least. The effects of
their shrillness in that home of learning, C. H. S.,
is so stupendous, that it actually jars you and
me to sensibility. We believe in preparedness,
so, few are the poor souls whose tragic physiog-
nomies portray consternation in not being
ready for this supreme moment of life when a
tearful farewell is bade to beloved books in
order to join the thundering herd scampering
down the stairs. Pushed by a hundred students,
Vou fall, but outside in the wide world a new
. wti ligipg.
aspect of life soothes your wounded feelings.
Relish that scandal; crack those jokes; hum
that song; chew that gum; for this is merely a
respite from life's great work-a holiday-a
golden opportunity. Back in study hall,
reality drowns your former pleasant feelings.
Why didn't you hear her the first time? "Will
the girl in the seventeenth seat of row three
come to the front of the room and place her
gum gently in the waste-paper basket?"
The fall you received on the stairs really hurts
THE SENIOR CLASS OF C. H. S. HAS A
Rosemary Keene, '29.
The ability to hold a class meeting is really an
art. For those who have not tried it-let them
try it! The President rises in front of the room
and after several dirty looks toward some lo-
quacious students, he announces, "Will the Sen-
iors please come to order." It is not a request,
it is a command. A few slightly interested
Seniors glance up to see what it is all about, but
the rest go on with their important work. The
President continues, "We have to decide about
the Graduation programs." No response. He
adds, "Is there any discussion about this?" Still
no response. A student suddenly awakens to the
fact that a class meeting is supposed to be going
on. He raises his hand.
"Mr. President, I would like to know when we
are going to decide about the Graduation pro-
grams. We have only two more months."
The President looks as if he is going to collapse.
"We were just discussing that," he says in a
slightly disgusted tone, "and if you were listening
you would have heard."
"And another thing," continues the president
(supposedly to the class, but seemingly to no one),
"Who would you like to speak at Commencement?"
All continue working fast and furiously on some
important work that has to be finished by the
The same student raises his hand long enough
from his work to ask, "Who is going to speak at
the Commencement Exercises?"
"As I told you before, we were just discussing
that," says the president in a slightly more dis-
gusted tone. "Now how many are in favor of
having Mr. -- speak at the Commencement
A dead silence.
"Will you please raise your hands high in the
air so that I can count them more easily?"
Not one hand appears.
"Well," continues the president, "as none of
you will tell me who you want to speak, Miss
Hesse and I will decide who will speak and let you
One righteous student rises up in behalf of
justice and says weakly, "I think that it is up to
the class who will speak at the Commencement
Exercises, and I think that the rest of the class
will agree with me."
The rest of the class goes on working studiously,
and the former student sits down, thoroughly
winded, and thinking that he has done his bit,
goes back to work.
The president repeats again, "As there are no
discussions or suggestions, Miss Hesse and I
shall decide this matter. Is there any objection
Still dead silence.
The bell rings and the students dash madly
out of the room for the various class rooms.
THE JUNIOR CLASS OF C. H. S. HAS A
Arthur Mundberg, '30.
The President of the class, better known as
"Stew," approaches the front of the room with
large, manly, and noisy strides. A whispered
word with Mr. Pence, the Junior Class advisor,
and "Stew" emits a noisy "Can I have your
The members of the class refrain from their
hilarities long enough to hear what "Stew" has
He starts with, "I just received a letter from
the ring company, and they say that they have to
raise the prices of the rings fifty cents!"
Such a calamity is enough to make any person
keep still for a while at least, but the Juniors are
different; their whispers grow to a buzz, and then
to a common, ordinary riot. The girls have the
floor. Their voices are better trained for a con-
tinuous blabber; they keep it up until "Stew"
makes himself heard above the noise by a loud
"Shut up, will'ya?"
He then says, "Mr. Pence advises that we pay
this extra charge without any question. Has
anyone anything to say about that?"
"Yea, tell the company we'll pay it," (comes
from a male individual in the back of the room).
Then someone comes out with, "Take it out of
The girls then break loose with their loud-
speakers and continue to broadcast until "Stew"
again is able to stop the noise.
"How many are in favor of paying the extra
fifty cents?" asks "Stew," our class president.
When the hands are raised, "Srew" glances over
the room at the up-raised hands, and with a look
at Mr. Pence, says, "We'll pay."
"Stew" again comes to the front of the room
with a business air, but, only comes out with,
"Anyone make a motion thac the meeting be
"Aw, sit down, what do ya think this is, Con-
gress?" comes from all parts of the room, mainly
from the manly Juniors, at which "Stew" meekly
shuffles back to his seat, hut with no less noise,
ending a Junior Class meeting.
Gretchen Palm, '2?.
I open the library
With unerring haste
For the joys of Algebra I must taste;
Two Seniors disturb
My swimming x squares,
'Til I squelch them with terrible, unladylike glares.
A freshman rushes in-
A book-report he must make,
Could he "The Alamo" take.
I answer sweetly,
Unharried still am I,
And also suggest, "The Crisis" and "The Spy."
Freshmen come thick and fast
'Til I wish they would go;
"Where do the trade winds blow?"
"Is the crocodile a fish?"
"Is a coffee bush a tree?"
Are some of the questions asked of me
My mind grows diizz
Their questions to reply,
"Where did Robert Louis Stevenson die!"
"\'here is the drama?"
"Who wrote ';4-40 or Fight?'
And "\Who invented the electric light?"
The eloquent typewriters
With my Algebra continually vies,
That gladly I forsake it with long, drawn out sighs,
To take up my history
Stoicly to learn-
That Washington the English once did burn.
A senior takes my pencil,
Another, my eraser needs,
With growing wrath for quiet I plead.
The bell rings-
With fervor, thanks I give,
That through this hour again I did live.
Adair L. Tay/or, '2y.
(A struggling poetess tries imitating Gray's style with the
The school bell tolls the start of another day,
The teachers for another day reign supreme,
The scholars come plodding along the way
Leaving the world of play to those like me it seems.
Now fades the merry laugh from all our sight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds
Save where a laggard whispers to left and right,
For what cares he if his books catch dust and mold?
For who to dumb foregetfulness a prey,
Did not at last become resigned,
To leaving the soft warmness of the "hay,"
Nor cast one longing, lingering look behind?
Now again, from yonder concrete-covered tower,
The bell rings twice with might and main
Warning those who from her sacred portals cower
That they will be late again.
Let not Ambition mock their useful toil
Their homely ioys and destiny obscure;
Nor Wisdom hear with a disdainful smile
The short and simple prayers of the unsure.
Far from the maddening crowd's ignoble strife,
Their sober wishes never learned to stray,
Along the hot and bothered vale of life
They keep the noisv tenor of their way.
74 THE CARIBBEAN.
Rosemary Keene, '29.
(With apologies to Shakespeare and Hamlet.)
To erase, or not to erase-that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in school to suffer
The furies and insults of an outraged teacher,
Or to take up an eraser against a sea of mistakes,
And by erasing end them. To obliterate-to erase-
Some more; and by obliterating to say we end
The "F's", and a thousand dirty looks
The student is heir to-'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To obliterate-to erase-
To erase! Perchance to be caught! Ah, there's the rub;
For in that act of erasing, the looks which come
\hen we have just begun to erase
Would make us pause: that's the heck of it;
For who would bear the slams and scorn of students,
The insolence of teachers, and the spurns
That the patient worthy student takes
When he himself might a "soo" make
With a mere eraser? Who'd these indignities bear,
To grunt and sweat over a darn typewriter,
But that the fear of someone after us-
The cold and icy glares from which
No student e'er recovers-scares us to death,
And makes us rather keep those mistakes we have
Than to erase and risk a teacher's wrath?
Thus teachers do make cowards of us all;
And thus the student's vow for a perfect paper
Is swept away by the pale face of another unfortunate student;
And students with great ideas of ambition and fame,
With this regard, they put the eraser down,
And lose the praise of teachers.
TO A BEDBUG.
Adair L. Taylor, '29.
(With apologies to William Shakespeare and Macbeth.)
Is this a bedbug which I see before me
His head toward my hand? Come, let me slap thee.
I have thee not, and yet I feel thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To our feelings as to our sight? or art thou but
A bedbug of C. H. S., a touching creation
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed chair?
I see thee yet in form as palpable
As this which now I scratch.
Thou sendest me the way I was not going;
And such language thou makest me use.
The bedbugs put in action my five senses,
And I am given no rest: I see thee still
And in thy wake a foreign feeling follows
Which was not so before-such active things,
It is the biting business which informs
Thus to mine leg.
Now over C. H. S. bedbugs are dead, and the
Language we did use is now erased. Now students celebrate
The Flit Gun's offerings, and withered bites are now but
Scars of Time.
Raging waters rushing down the spillway from Gatun Lake above.
FRUITS OF PANAMA.
Estafania IF'e/ler, '3o.
Practically all the fruits of Panama have a
peculiar flavor and a person has to cultivate a
taste for most of them.
The most popular of all the fruits of Panama is
the banana. Throughout the Isthmus many
native farmers are engaged in cultivating them.
The banana is harvested every day, while green.
Bananas contain a great deal of starch when
green, but as they grow ripe the starch changes to
sugar. As a rule, the banana fruit is five or six
inches long and more than an inch in diameter;
the pulp is soft and luscious, and seedless through
long cultivation. It is eaten either cooked or
The avocado, which is commonly known here in
Panama as the "alligator-pear" is another
familiar fruit. It is large, round, oval, oblong or
pear-shaped, with either a green, yellowish-green
or russet to deep purple, and sometimes black
skin. Inside of the avocado is a firm yellowish-
green pulpy flesh which is of high food value,
especially in oils. It also has a single large black
seed. The alligator pear has a very pleasant
nutty flavor and hardly a trace of fiber in the
The mango is as well known over the whole
tropical world as the apple is known in the
temperate world. Unlike most fruits, the mango
is good to eat in all stages of its growth. This
fruit varies in size from that of an ordinary plum
to five or six pounds in weight. In color, some of
the mangoes are green when ripe, others deep
yellow as an apricot, with yellow or orange flesh
which is juicy, melting, rich, and luscious in the
case of the best varieties. There are hundreds of
varieties. Some are regarded as excellent in
flavor, while in others the taste and odor is so
strongly of turpentine, as to be inedible. It is
claimed by those who have acquired the habit of
eating the mango that "while there are those who
may not like them because of their smell of
turpentine, there are those who have come to
like turpentine because it reminds them of the joy
of eating mangos."
The papaya is related to the pumpkin and
melons. It is something like a melon and it
varies in size from three to thirty inches in length
and up to twenty pounds in weight. The flesh
is salmon-pink or yellow. There are several
varieties of this fruit, some are sweet, others are
insipid, some have excellent flavor and others
have no flavor at all.
Panama has many other kinds of fruits, among
which the lime, the orange, and the pineapple are
the most common, but the banana, the avocado,
the mango, and the papaya are the most commonly
commercialized of all the fruits of the Isthmus of
THE HILLS OF COCO SOLO.
Elizabeth Ilackett, '29.
Slowly the majestic sun is rising over the
densely wooded hills casting fantastic shadows on
their foreground. All looks like a green velvety
carpet. At last it has risen to its lofty height,
shining down with intense heat.
But how different those hills look this morning!
They are hardly distinguishable against the grey,
sullen sky. One would hardly consider them a
thing of beauty but rather some imposing edifice,
blotting out what lies behind them.
I Wednesday :
This morning rain is pouring down almost ob-
structing that endless chain of hills from view.
The sea is beating wil tly against the shore, while
the wind is noisily howling through the desolate
What a gorgeous sight those fascinating hills
present this morning. A fine silvery drizzle is
reflecting the sun's warm radiance in wondrous
colors. The tall, graceful palm trees sway rhyth-
mically to the gentle breeze.
All looks like a shimmering jade pool reflected
in the dancing sea. I look, but all I can see is an
endlesschain of hills rollinginto an infinite distance
leaving me to wonder where.
THE CARIBBEAN FROM MY WINDOW.
Frank Drake, D '.
To-day the Caribbean is a marvel of beauty to
behold. Its waters glisten like a mirror and not a
ripple can be seen. Here and there I can see
pelicans playing on the dark blue water.
This morning as I look out upon the Caribbean,
the sun is just peeping over the horizon. Nearby
the dark shadows of the night are beginning to
disappear, while in the distance the flickering
lights from the ships anchored in the bay look like
many little jewels. The water is calm and
beautiful, there being only an occasional ripple
made by the wind.
To-day there are dark clouds overhead. The
wind is blowing hard and great white-capped
waves are breaking high against the breakwater.
The furious sea is in an uproar. The ships in the
bay bob up and down like little corks.
This morning is perfectly clear and I can see for
miles over the Caribbean. Nearby the water is
brown; in the distance however, the brown seems
to turn to azure blue, which fades in the horizon.
The sun is shining bright and the white caps
glisten like diamonds.
To-day the sky is dull and the sea looks as if it is
made of blue ink. The sky and the sea seem to
meet nearby in a dark haze. The sea is boisterous
and great waves ...rriin, 1 break over Toro
No sun ever shone brighter or seemed larger
than the one that came up from beyond the
Caribbean this morning. The whole sea is in an
uproar; it is covered with foam and white caps as
far as the eye can see.
This morning is perfectly clear and I can see
for miles over the Caribbean. The great white-
capped waves glisten in the early morning sun.
The sea roars as though it was furious and many
vessels in view seem to toss about as though they
wecr mere toVs.
l'a ter Bumnl v, r.
I 'codnesda \'.
The sky was partly covered with nebulous
clouds, which were scudding across the sky like
a fleet of fishing boats in a gale. Here and there
through the haze, a group of stars could be seen
peeping out from behind the small mass of water
vapor, but the clouds would quickly close in, very
much as a troop of Indians would ambush a wagon
train. Although a gale was blowing overhead,
the trees were motionless. Suddenly everything
\woke up, and the palms waving back and forth,
made a sound of greeting to some invisibile being
who xwas passing by.
The sky was the color of black velvet with the
stars appearing like diamonds on a jeweler's tray.
Orion, the mighty hunter, looked down upon the
peaceful world, holding one arm upraised as if in
amazement. A fleecy cloud ran playfully before
the trade winds, across the zenith, and here and
there a shooting star dashed through the firma-
ment. On the horizon, a few slightly luminous
clouds were resting, waiting for a breath of wind
to set them in motion.
The night was very quiet, and the moon looked
like a great silver bowl, upheld by a mass of
black clouds shaped like a hand. The sky was
silver near Luna, getting darker on the sides
until it was almost black in the east. The black
clouds were orange in the edges, making a wonder-
ful frame for the moon.
This was a noisy night. The moon was still a
silver crescent in the west, surrounded bv a halo
o(f man- colors. Everything was alive, even
Darius the Bull, standing in the sky under the
hand of Orion, seemed happy. Clouds swirled
closely around him, partly veiling his splendor.
One large black cloud enveloped the moon for a
moment, casting an ominous shadow upon the
Mlany clouds gyrated across the zenith, play-
fully assuming absurd and unusual forms. One
cloud looked like an ocean wave with the spray
dashing high in the air. Then it quickly changed,
formed a shapeless mass, then took the form of a
man. The clouds and all the stars in the firma-
ment seemed to be guided by an unseen hand.
Effortless and quietly the billowing clouds spun
across the dark skies, the stars kept their vigil
78 THE CARIBBEAN.
in the heavens, and all this was done noiselessly
There was little to be seen in the sky except the
usual stars and clouds always seen in the trade
belt. The moon was shining with a faint
tremulous light, surrounded by a golden halo.
The wavy white clouds were slipping across the
sky as ships pass through the night with billowing
sails, outward bound to some mysterious port.
Gretchen Palm, '29.
Trade winds, salty and saucy, are important
factors in the enjoyment of Panamanian life.
The one that I met face to face on the sea shore
of Panama City was such that in spite of the
torrid sun, I was persuaded by it to sit down on
the gray sea wall there and to watch with
avidity the scene before my American eyes.
At the foot of the wall upon the muddy beach,
left by the receding tide, lay a miscellaneous
fleet of small, commercial craft.
Such tiny fishing boats! Well might they
boast of their catch in the Pacific of the night
previous-Spanish mackeral, jack, snapper, and
even the colorful parrot-fish-some of which
flopped helplessly in l-st efforts to escape the
murderous machetes of the fishermen employed
in cleaning them.
The natives themselves were happy-boldly
impudent and volatile, friendly and sympathetic
with their coworkers, and voluble with exagger-
ated stories of every day occurrences. The
marine birds and buzzards were also pleased
with life and its favors; with what ease they
glided down to catch in mid-air the stray tid-
bits of fish their friends cast to them.
Over there a number of folk was collected
about a young hopeful, who was expounding
with Latin flourishes the amazing tale of the
shark that "got away." With all sincerity
the hearers listened to his description. "A
lazy devil, senores, but mean! Wicked eyes!
Gleaming teeth-they snapped- for my flesh;
his belly was white and lean; he was hungry for
me, who was battling to kill him!" To believe
or not to believe, that was the question.
What a chatter of tongues; I decided privately
then and there that old women however little
they have to talk about, can out-run anyone in
haranguing about anything. And thus did
these pestiferous, wizened women who had come
to the beach to buy diminutive amounts of yams
and charcoal. The latter, together with bananas,
pineapples, guavas, sour oranges, and coconuts,
were in constant demand, if one interpreted
their vociferations such.
Children abounded, unkempt and dirty-but
happy; they reveled in the smooth sensation of
wriggling their brown feet in the moist mud, of
throwing fish to the birds, of pelting unsuspecting
playmates with yams and trying to catch one of
the many disdainful pelicans that clumped and
talked to themselves, apparently oblivious of
everything else. I'm sure these urchins wished
to know what the pelicans hid in their enormous
shell-like beaks, (at least I did).
When I finally left, it was with the hope that
these same scenes would often "flash upon the
inward eye, which is the bliss of solitude,"
recalling the picturesqueness of that Panamanian
Famous lat-Arch in Panama city.
THE INDIAN BRAVE.
1 i/alter Bundty,, ','.
(This poem was awarded Grand Prize in the Poetry Contest.
One time there lived an Indian brave
And very brave was he.
He lived three hundred years ago,
While Spain ruled the sea.
This brave, he fought and ate and fought,
And when he did not fight,
Then this brave slept and ate and slept
And drank with all his might.
This brave laid down and went to sleep,
And for forty days he lay.
He slept so long t'was thought he died,
But up he rose one day.
Helen Southard, '/2.
In the tropical regions of Panam,.
Among the ruins of old,
There Morgan, that bloody old pirate,
Looted the Spaniards for gold.
There Balboa discovered the Pacific
That surrounds the jungles so dense-
Where the malaria and the heat are terrific
And you walk as if in a trance.
And the Locks! How General Goethals
And his men so brave and bold,
Worked to connect transportation
Of the new world with the old.
See the misty rain come sweeping down the hills,
From the valley of the Chagres, down the hills,
The misty, silv'ry rain sweeps down the hills and o'er the plain,
While I hear the still stir announce the sweeping, pouring
Oh, the misty veil comes still
Down the green and verdant hill
As I listen for the coming of the rain, rain, rain.
Of the rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain;
Of the rain,
Of the misty, silv'ry, sweeping, pouring rain
And when again this brave did live
To eat, to drink, to fight,
He found that all the world had changed
To a new world over night.
He saw that Spain had stolen the land
And made the people slaves.
The once fair land of his was gone,
Destroyed by Spain's cruel knaves.
Did this young brave go moan and cry
And show that he was low?
He simply ate and drank some more
And back to sleep did go.
THE COMING OF NIGHT.
,"auline Herman, 30o.
A gentle breeze
Swept through the trees
The tropic sun,
Its work now done,
Sank down to rest.
It left a hint
Of a rosy tint
In the dark'ning sky,
Where with eerie cry
Birds sought their nest.
Then the moon appeared,
And the darkness cleared
In the splendor bright
Of the Queen of Night
Shining at her best.
He/en Logan, '3o.
(With apologies to Edgar Allen Poe.J
See the dancing, sparkling rain is drawing near,
It glimmers just before nme ar, yet near.
Like Spring's glittering jeweled train, it comes toward me from
And I do nor mind the gloom that comes with the sparkling
Oh, the dancing rain is nerd
All around me, far and neal,
While I hail the calm and coolness of the rain, rain, rain.
Of the rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain, rain;
Of the rain,
Of the dancing, sparkling, jeweled, glimmering rain.
80 THE CARIBBEAN.
THE CANARY MURDER CASE.
(With all apologies.)
Ethel L. Barnett, '29.
There were once five canaries who lived in one cage
A cage which was roomy and wicker,
They were beautiful songsters and beautiful birds
And never were they known to bicker.
They were gentle and loving and sweet-tempered birds;
They were happy and gleeful and gay;
And they lived e'er in peace with the world and themselves
In harmony from day to day.
They trusted all humans and loved everything
They knew not that the world is oft painful;
They just knew they were happy and loved and beloved-
They were never haughty or disdainful.
But one sad early morning the cage was found broken
With not a canary in sight-
And at first it was thought they had all flown away,
But they knew that this could not be right.
For they found in the cage a small group of feathers
They found, too, a few drops of blood;
And they found, too, some footprints made by the fiend
Who had obviously been through some mud.
But the mystery deepened; they saw no solution-
So they hired a world-famed detective,
And for weeks he did sleuth for clues and evidence
But in this he did not seem collective.
Long ago there lived a little girl
Whose name was Violet Aster;
Although the wind can travel fast
Her song could travel faster.
She lived not with aristocrats
But with the simple folks,
Who'd always sit and listen-
To her dreams and joys and hopes
One day as she was talking
To a little boy named Sam,
There came walking up the highway
An old, tired, and worn-out man.
"Good morning pretty maiden,
Do you happen to go my way?
If you do, I'd like your company
For I'm verve tired to-day."
So they called Scotland Yard in, and they went to work.
To find the villain they resolved-
When they hunted the cage and they found bits of fur
They said, "Lo, a part of this is solved."
So they gathered the clues and they studied them well
Then they shocked the whole world with the words:
"We have found that the horrible fiend is a CAT! !
Who has murdered and eaten the birds! ! !"
They collected the cats who lived near that place
And the guilty one was soon found
For his feet matched exactly the footprints he'd made
And the law took its course: he was drowned.
And after his death his cruel relatives came-
To the judge in great wrath they then cried,
"You have taken nine lives for the murder of five-
Give us four birds to avenge he who died."
Then the judge pondered deeply and called Scotland Yard
And at last in deep tones did he say:
"Nine lives did kill five; so the law took all nine-
Long, long may justice hold its sway."
Then the bloodthirsty cats slunk away; they'd been foiled!
And the courtroom cheered loudly and long
And all the canaries, long silent and sad
Of one accord burst into song.
Still in that place all was mourning and sorrow
Until the vile cats all were banished.
Now five new canaries have one new steel cage
And all sorrow and mourning have vanished.
Verona Hermann, '2.
Violet readily consented
And she walked off with the man,
Leaving on the highway
A discontented Sam.
That night when all were seated
After supper on the lawn
There was no sound of song or mirth,
For Violet was gone.
Sam had told his story
And they'd paced the highway long
But not a glimpse of her they'd found,
For Violet was gone.
'Tis said that ever since that day
A little boy looks long
But never will he find her
For Violet is gone
'Twas the good ship, President Adams,
And she went upon the rocks;
The tugboats from the harbor
Had to tow her to the docks.
The captain was sleeping,
He should have been awake.
The mate tried to bring her in;
And then she met her fate.
He did not know of currents there.
That were so swift and strong;
He should have waked the captain
But he didn't and that was wrong.
The boat was going smoothly
When there came a sudden crash.
The captain jumped right out of bed,
And saw the awful smash.
From the stormy seas of Good Hope
To the mines at Kimberley
To the vast, sun-scorched Sahara
And to the Arab slavery;
O'er well-worn paths; o'er those that lead
To riches, danger, quest,
I've steered my course and come thru safe,
I really think I'm bless'd.
Hloward Keenan, '32.
The passengers came running out
As frightened as could be.
They soon calmed down when they saw the land,
They had thought they were out at sea.
Boats came from the harbor
To row her to the docks.
But they couldn't even budge her
So they left her on the rocks.
Most of the people were serious,
The women they were mad-
The men didn't like it any too well
But the children only laughed.
The President Adams was soon fixed up,
And resumed her seaward way,
She probably won't hit another rock
For the old mate has gone away.
And now my tale is done, I hope
It's lesson you will take,
And never, never he asleep
When you should be awake.
THE RAMBLER'S SONG.
Basil Frank, Ex '31.
I must confess I've travelled much
And seen and heard a lot,
But though that's true, I'm a-telling you
For me there's just one spot.
It's where the sun does always shine;
\\here the balmy trade winds blow.
Why, man, you'd take one little look;
You'd go there then, I know.
The memories that it brings me,
Of all the years gone by;
With a "C. H. S." laid on my breast
I'd be happ', should I die.
82 THE CARIBBEAN.
THE SHORT STORY CONTEST.
The results of this year's Short Story Contest
were as follows: Gretchen Palm, '29, won the
Grand Prize, a five-dollar gold piece, with her
story "Imagination;" Charles Crum's story,
"Have you a Hawser?" won the Senior Class
Prize. "The Girl Who Was Not," written by
Elsie Darley, won the Junior Class Prize; and
Robert Brough was awarded the Sophomore
Class Prize for his story "Undiscovered Treasure."
The winners of the class prizes each received an
annual with their name on it in gold.
THE SENIOR PARTY.
The Senior Party, which took place at the
Strangers Club on November 9, was rather a
formal affair, as befitted newly acquired Senior
dignity. However, this did not prevent it from
being highly enjoyed.
It was essentially a dance (a fact which caused
little sorrow). Two members of the Senior class,
Anita Rankin and Roy Walker, captured the
Prize Waltz. For entertainment Anita Rankin
and Marion Boomer danced the Argentine Tango.
Wilhelmina Kleefkens played a violin solo entitled
"Jeannine, I Dream of Lilac Time".
It was with regret that the gathering noted the
approach of midnight and the end of the party.
THE JUNIOR PARTY.
The Juniors held their party at the Masonic
Temple and everyone who attended was delight-
fully entertained by an orchestra and several solo
dances. The Prize Fox Trot was won by Jack
Maher and his partner, Margaret Bretch.
The party was highly enjoyed by everyone as
was witnessed at the end of the party, when
everyone seemed loath to leave.
The Juniors have proved themselves such good
hosts and hostesses that the Seniors no longer
fear the Junior-Senior Banquet.
An additional feature this year was a Poetry
Contest for which only one prize was offered.
Walter Bundy, '31, won the $2.50 with his poem,
"The Indian Brave." Pauline Herman, '30,
received honorable mention.
We deeply appreciate the kindness and interest
shown by Mrs. Skemp, Mr. Cunningham, and
Mrs. Hearne who acted as judges for the short
stories, and by Miss Madge Thomas who judged
THE SOPHOMORE PARTY.
A large group of C. H. S. merrymakers assem-
bled at the Strangers Club to make "whoopee."
And "whoopee" they made! And many hitherto
skeptical students became admirers of the
To begin with, it was a tacky party and every-
one felt at ease. And then, it was a good dance
with a good orchestra. But the crowning
triumph was the entertainment. The flower of
many beauties in the Sophomore Class attired as
flippant flappers comprised a talented chorus.
The vocal and terpsichorean talent was surpris-
ing. Mary Bretch did a solo dance.
When the party ended, the customary "I had a
wonderful time's" were undoubtedly genuine.
THE FRESHMAN PARTY.
The Freshman Class of C. H. S. held their
annual party at the Hotel Washington. It was
supposed to be a costume party and even though
very few showed up in costumes, the party was a
Dona Eaton did a song and dance act that was
very popular and Ursel Mock did an acrobatic
In all, the party was enjoyed by everyone, and
may the class of '32 always give as entertaining
parties as this one was.
84 THE CARIBBEAN.
THE DEBATING CLUB.
The Debating Club is a society which was
formed at the beginning of the year under the
supervision of Miss Emmons. Miss Emmons,
however, was soon transferred to Balboa and
her place in the Debating Club and in the faculty
was taken by Miss Meyers.
The officers are Tom Conley, Theodore Bran-
don, and Alice Henter.
C. H. S. CARNIVAL.
As in years gone by, a Carnival was held on the
Fort de Lesseps grounds, on February 8, in order
that funds might be obtained with which to
publish THE CARIBBEAN. And, as in years gone
by, a generous and enthusiastic public made this
In mysterious tents were the side shows. A
fishpond revealed that a larger majority of the
population which attended were skillful fishermen.
A wheel of chance rivaling that of Monte Carlo
was very popular. The popularity contest arous-
Although they have had many private debates,
they only held one in public. In this they opposed
the Why Club and were defeated. However,
this year has only marked the beginning of a
worthwhile society which, it is hoped, will con-
tinue to grow stronger and eventually become the
pride of C. H. S.
ed much enthusiasm throughout the entire eve-
ning, and closed with Miss Alice Henter as Queen
of the Carnival.
The Big Show in the movie hall was a very
clever musical revue, "The Pirate Ship" filled
with pretty and talented girls. This made a
The refreshment booth needed no advertising.
It was never forgotten.
In all, as in years gone by, this Carnival was
very successful, thanks to Fort de Lesseps and to
THE CARIBBEAN. 85
THE SENIOR PLAY
"Kempy," a clever little three-act comedy of
American home life, was the play presented by
the Senior Class. Mr. Robert Noe, the very
competent and skillful director showed his re-
markably good judgment in casting, for the
members all had the quality of entering into the
spirit of the character which they were portraying,
and acted with the ease and spontaneity which is
so rarely seen in amateurs.
Dad Bence, the irritable, grumpy, aggressive
but none the less kind father, was played by
Woodford Babbitt, who showed great acting
ability. Dad is a retired harness manufacturer
whose ambition is to marry his perverse daughter,
Kate, to a young millionaire. She, however,
proves a great trial to him and his almost con-
stant wrath causes much amusement.
Ma Bence, a sweet, gentle, but rather old-
fashioned woman was played by Gretchen Palm.
As this was a character part, it was rather hard,
but Gretchen acted admirably. Ma spends her
time trying to pacify Pa, whose upheavals are so
numerous that pacification has become second
nature to her.
Jane Bence Wade, well portrayed by Marion
Boomer, is independent and conscious of her
independence as the oldest and only married
daughter in the family. She is rather intolerant
and frequently irritates her father.
Ben Wade, cleverly acted by M1orton Southard,
is a small-town real estate agent, is breezy, self-
important and very tactless. He is very talkative
and undiplomatic, but well-meaning.
Lilybel Cox, as Kate Bence triumphed over a
hard r61e. She is the rather haughty middle
daughter who feels that she is very talented
(though in what line she has yet to discover) and
that she is misunderstood by very unsympathetic
parents. She is in love with Duke Merrill but
refuses to marry him because he is skeptical as to
Royal Higgason is very convincing in the part
of Duke Merrill, a young but very worldly million-
aire who, after two years away from her, is still in
love with Kate. He appeals to Pa as an ideal
son-in-law, but Kate rejects him because he has
no faith in her.
Ruth Bence, excellently characterized by Eliza-
beth Hackett is the youngest daughter. She is
very dramatic and has romantic ideas.
Lee Kariger was very fine in the r6le of Kempy
James, a young plumber (really an architect)
who is very determined, and who always gets
what he wants. He is very boyish and impulsive,
a contrast to the calm, thoughtful Duke who
weighs his words.
Kempy James comes into the Bence home to
fix a pipe and in the course of a few hours, finds
himself married to Kate, who had had another
quarrel with Duke and who wanted to show him
that she could do without him. The marriage
does not make anyone happy, the couple least of
all, and after a hectic night in which Pa storms,
Ma pacifies in vain, Duke argues, and Kempy
asserts himself while the rest of the family are too
completely overcome to enter the battlefield,
they find that the marriage can be annulled and
all ends happily.
"Kempy" was a very great success, due to the
cleverness of the play, the splendid acting of the
cast, and the incomparable direction and manage-
ment of Mr. Robert Noe. Whether another
Senior play can be better or even be equal to it is
vet to be proved.
Hotel Washington Swimming Pool.
CRISTOBAL HIGH SCHOOL versSll BALBOA
The first game of the series was played
at the Colon diamond, February 2, 1929.
This was an interesting and well-played
game, through the eight innings, being
anybody's game, until that time. In the
ninth Balboa broke loose and scored
Balboa was as well represented in the
stands as on the diamond. There was a
continual storm of cheers from Balboa
and Cristobal rooters.
The game started with Maurer of
Cristobal facing Reese of Balboa. Both
went fine until the seventh. In the
ninth Pettit went in to relieve Maurer; he
gave a base on balls, was hit for a single
and a triple. He was replaced by Hayden
who struck out the first batter, and then
was hit for two homers and a single.
Bridgens relieved Reese of Balboa, and
he survived the battle.
Morrison started for Balboa with a hit
through third. Des I.ondes forced him
at second and went to third on a passed
ball. Hele hit through De Reuter, and
Des Londes scored the first run of the
Cristobal High took the lead in the
third inning. Higgason's weak grounder
went through Des Londes' legs and Hig-
gason stole second. De Reuter brought
him home with a hit to deep right.
Babbitt followed with a hit and stole
second. De Reuter scored on a pass ball,
and Pescod hit a safety to center, scoring
Babbitt, altogether making three runs.
Reese's three-bagger to center with a
man on, and an error, resulted in two
runs for Balboa, tying the score. Cris-
tobal went into the lead again when
Maurer made first on Hele's error. He
stole second and third and scored on a
hard single to center by Pescod.
Balboa took the lead in the sixth inning
and there they stayed. Reese homered
with a man on and Quinn singled and
went around on a succession of passed
balls and a stolen base. Three more
runs for Balboa. Cristobal came with-
in one of tying the score in the eighth
when the heavy-hitting Pescod tripled
to center scoring Maurer. Then he
waited on third while W. Wikingstad
Then came Balboa'slucky ninth. Pow-
ell opened with a strike out. Murray
took a base on balls. So did Morrison,
and the bases filled when Des Londes was
hit. Wood doubled to right, and Hig-
gason fielded it very slowly. Hele hit
to center. Pettit took up the pitching
duties. Reese walked, filling the bases.
Quinn hit to right, and Jones sent a
triple down the left field foul line.
Exit Pettit. Hayden forced Powell to
hit a grounder and it went through De
Reuter. Bridgens fanned for the second
out. Morrison was hit in the back. Des
Londes hit a long fly to right which Hig-
gason badly misjudged, and chased to the
fence. Wood hit to deep center for an-
other homer. Hele hit to left and Reese
grounded out to first. Cristobal came
right back at them in their half. With
one out Brandon walked, and De Reuter
homered to center. The game ended as
Harden and Pettit fanned.
The box score:
Morrison, cf .
Des Londes, 11b.
Reese, p, rf.
Murray, rf. .
R. Wikingsad,l If.
VW ill, If... .
Pesco.l, 3b ...
VW.'A. n, r, I :
W ertz, cf ....
Brandon, rf ....
DeReuter, ss ...
Ha yden, ib, p.,
Stewart, c .
Babbitt, c . .
Pettit, p, b ....
Maurer, p ...
Total .. ...
40 1 1,1 27 I6 i3
R H PO
o 0 0
o 0 3,
o 3 4
o 0 -
o o I
0 0 1
0 0 0
2 0 0
2 2 2
0 1 5
4 I I
I c o
4 2 1
36 7 8
Score by innings.
Balboa ...... 2 o 3 0 0 13-19
Cristobal.. o 3 o oo 0 I 2- -
Summary: Two base hits-W-ood,
Jones. Three base hits-Reese, Pescod.
Home runs-Reese, DesLondes,DeReuter,
Wood. Stolen bases-W. W'ikingstad,
Wertz, Higgason, Hacdyen, Babbitt, Maur-
er (4), Wood, Hele (3), Reese, Murray.
Sacrifice hits-Jones. Double plays-
Wertz to DeReuter to W. WVikingstad,
Pescod to WV. Wikingstad, Pescod to W.
Wikingstad to Hayden. Bases on balls
off Reese 6, off Maurer 6, off Pettit i, off
Bridgens 2. Struck out-by Maurer 3,
by Reese 4, by Hayden I, by Bridgens 2.
Hits-off Maurer S in S and 1/3 innings,
off Reese in 7 and 2/3 innings, off Pettit
2 in no innings, off Hayden 3 in 2/3
innings,off Bridgens i in I anid l3 innings.
Winning pitcher-Reese. Losing pitcher
Maurer. Hit by pitcher, Reese I (Wertz),
Maurer I (Des Londes), Hayden 1
(Morrison). Wildpitch-Maurer. Passed
ball-Powell 2, Babbitt, Stewart. Uim-
pires-Longnecker and Graham.
CRISTOBAI. HIGH SCHOOL uerSiiS BALBOA
Both teams scored in the fifth. Cris-
tobal made one run on two hits and an
error. Balboa, on three hits and a walk,
scored one run.
The second game of the series was Cristobal went out in order in the
played at Balboa, February 9, 1929. sixth. Balboa got two hits and a walk,
The game went to Balboa High School, but failed to score because of foolish base
6-5. This gave them the High School running.
Championship for the first time in three In the seventh both teams got men on
bases but failed to score.
The game was fast and exciting from Cristolal went out in order again in the
beinnin to ed a nd he done eighth. Jones led with a hit for Balhoa,
beginning to end and would have done P l p,
in A went to their 1 but ]'rest )n end th
the ninth Higgason hit to
Sgot on by another error
bbitt forced DeReuter,
o fill the bases. Ha dien
sed ball, and Whiddiin,
ir Brandon, ended the
credit to many ball teams of higher class. inning ith
inning, with a fly
Cristobal High started with three In the first o
In the first ot t
runs in the first inning. Balboa High center. Ha den
put one over in the second and then took by Quinn. Ba
the lead in the fourth, scoring four runs. Maurer walked t
Cristobal scored one run in the fifth, and scored on a pas
Balboa cam back with one in their half. pinch-hitting fc
From the fifth to the ninth both teams game with a str
drew blanks. Cristobal scored her last
run in the ninth with the bases full and The box score
two out. Hidden, pinch-hitting for CristobalHigh
Brandon, struck out to end the game. Wills, If
Bridgens, Balboa's pitcher, was the Brandon, If.
star of the game. He allowed only five /*Whidden...
hits, no earned runs, and struck out \Vikingstad 2d
eleven men, passing three. Pescod, 3d, p.
Balboa hit hard, collecting eleven hits. W'ertz, cf.
Jones led with three singles in three Higgason, rf.
official times to bat. DeReuter, ss.
Cristobal played a much better game Hayden, ist, 3d
in the field than Balboa, making only Babbitt, c
three errors. W. Wikingstad played the Maurer, p, Ist.
best game, but DeReuter made the out-
standing play of the day when he grabbed
Hele's liner with one hand. Maurer Balboa High
left the box in the fourth and was relieved
by Pescod, who pitched excellent ball. Morrison, c...
If he had started, there might have been Preston, cf.
a different tune to sing. DesLondes, Ist.
With one out in the first for Cristobal, Hele, ss
\V, .,,, .Reese, It. .
W. \ikingstad got first on Wood's oRee, if
error, Pescod fanned, Wikingstad stole Qood, d. .
second. Cristobal scored three runs on i
Jones, r. ..
another error, a walk and DeReuter's Jones, t..
Powell, c ....
triple. Morrison led with a hit for Balboa Bridges, ...
-Bridgens, p.. ,
but they failed to score.
Cristobal went scoreless in the second, Total ...
although Havden walked to start the hidn
inning. Balboa made one run on \Wood's
walk, two errors by Maurer, and Jones' Two base h
Neither team scored in the third. Reese, Wikings
Cristobal went out in order in the Sacrifice fly
fourth. Balboa made four runs on three Bridgens II, b
hits, two walks, a sacrifice fly, and an Walked-By B
error. Maurer 2 Pa
AB R H PO A E
2 0 1 0 1
3 0 0 1 i o
5 0 2 5 0 0
0. o o 3 2 0
4 2 2 2 I o
2 2 0 C I 2
4 1 2 3 0 2
So 3 o o
S3 i o a 2
34 6 I I 27 S
for Brandon in the ninth.
its-Quinn. Three base
,tad, Babbitt, Maurer, 3.
Jones. Struck out-by
y Maurer 2, by Pescod 4.
ridgens 3, by Pescod 3, b y
ssed balls-Powell, 2.
Cristobal High School Baseball Squad. Coach. Ed Morris, Boston "Red Sox" pitcher (American League).
Not much interest was taken in tennis
this year in Cristobal High School, al-
though the few boys that came out for
this sport were very enthusiastic. Two
tournaments were played with Balboa
High School this year, Balboa coming out
victorious by a large margin.
The first tournament was played at
France Field, March 16, 1929. Colonel
Fisher was kind enough to allow us to
use the France Field courts, becauseof the
poor condition of the Cristobal courts.
T. Maduro (B. H. S.) defeated H.
Mueller (C. H. S.) 6-0, 6-o. Mueller
was outpointed throughout, but put up a
S. Dicks (B. H. S.) defeated F. Drake The second tournament played at
(C. H. S.) 6-1, 6-0. Drake won the Balboa, March 23, 1929, was a repetition
first game, but was outpointed in the of the first, Balboa winning every set.
remainder of the play. The score this time was not so one sided.
W. Hele (B. H. S.) defeated D. Ser- Our team made a much better showing.
geant (C. H. S.) 6-1, 6-0. Sergeant won
the second game but was unable to take RESULTS.
any more. T. Maduro (B. H. S.) defeated W.
Taylor and Wainer (B. H. S.) defeated Wickingstad (C. H. S.) 6-3, 6-1.
Mueller and Maher (C. H. S.) 6-1, 6-0. S. Dick (B. H. S.) defeated F. Drake
Mueller lost heart after severe beating (C. H. S.) 6-1,6-1.
in singles; although Maher tried hard, Wainer (B. H. S.) defeated H. Mueller
they were defeated. (C. H. S.) 6-1, 6-0.
Dicks and Maduro (B. H. S.) defeated Wainer and Taylor (B. H. S.) defeated
Harmon and Mundberg (C. H. S.) 6-2, Mueller and Harmon (C. H. S.) 6-2, 6-2.
6-0. Harmon and Mundberg surprised Dick and Drew (B. H. S.) defeated
the rest of the team, by making the best Wickingstad and Drake (C. H. S.) 6-1,
score of the day. 6-3.
To begin with, this is the first year After the kick-off, our forwards carried
soccer has been played in C. H. S. Al- the game to Balboa. They threatened
though our team lost the series to Balboa, Balboa's goal many times but were un-
we feel greatly encouraged because this successful. Brandon, Conley, Stewart,
is Balboa's second year at the game. and W. Wickingstad carried the ball
The soccer team was organized by Mr. right to the goal line several times only
V. E. Seiler, our coach. About two- to lose it in fierce scrimmages, sometimes
thirds of the boys who went out for the right between the goal posts.
team had never seen a game of soccer. The final score was 2-0 in Balboa's
Several of the others had played the game favor.
once or twice. Our captain, Thomas Dew, Rader, Quinn, and Maduro fea-
Pescod, was a veteran player and from toured the play for Balboa, with their fine
him and Mr. Seller our players gained a passing and ground-gaining ability. For
considerable knowledge of the game by our team, Pescod was the star. With
the time the series with Balbga rolled the little assistance the other back, could
around, offer, Balboa was held down far below
The first game with Balboa was played what they expected.
at the Radio Station, New Cristobal, on Balboa's team played fine soccer and,
November 24, 1928. Balboa was fairly although they defeated us, they had to
well represented and these rooters made fight and fight hard for the goals they
noise enough for a crowd twice the size. made.
The game was called at tw6 o'clock. The second game of the series was
We kicked off to Balboa and immediately played at the Balboa Stadium, Decem-
a struggle began for possession of that ber I, 1928,on adry, hard field, and under
swiftlymoving sphere, which was continu- a very hot sun.
ally changing sides. Balboa finally took Balboa again displayed their abilty to
possession of the ball and by their good play as a team by their fine passing. Our
passing and team work, they caged the men showed brilliant work, but not as a
first goal of the game, which was the last team, only as individuals.
for the first half. At the end of the first Mike Dew starred for Balboa. with a
half, De Reuter was substituted for spectacular game and three of Balboa's
Conklin. four goals to his credit. Vengochea,
Balboa kicked off at the start of the captain of the B. H. S. team, played a
second half. Their forwards showed, in fine game, making the fourth goal for
their speed and ability to handle the ball, Balboa on a pretty penalty shot.
that they knew something about the Tommy Pescod, our captain, was
game of soccer. The field soon became easily the best player on the field. He
a mud hole, for with the start of the second showed his ability to carry the ball by
half a light drizzle began and increased in many charges into Balboa's territory.
volume until the end of the game. Bal- Here he would lose the ball to their backs
boa fired shot after shot at our goal, only because of lack of support by his team
to have them stopped by Whidden, the mates.
goal keeper, or the two backs, Captain The game was a see-saw affair from
Pescod and Babbitt. It is said that if you start to finish. The ball changed hands
are persistent enough you will attain rapidly and continually. Just before the
yourend,which Balboa finally.did. With end of the first half Pescod scored the
a series of fine passes they finally caged first goal for Cristobal, on a penalty kick.
the second and last goal of the game. This made the score 2-i in Balboa's favor,
Our basket ball squad was very small
this year, only about nine or ten possible
players coming out. They practiced for
two weeks under Mr. Seller's coaching
and then played several practice games.
The first game was played with Head-
quarters Battery, 2d Field Artillery,
Gatun. This game went six periods, the
Field Artillery coming out on the long
they having made two goals early in the
Balboa scored again in the beginning
of th- second half. A few minutes later
the second and last goal was scored for
Cristobal by De Reuter, after a series of
fast passes. Near the end of the second
half Balboa scored again, making the
There it stayed the remainder
of the game.
Our goal keeper deserves mention for
the many would be goals that he stopped,
many of them very difficult stops.
C. F. Capt. P. Vengochea
I. R. Mike Dew
I. W. William Michelson
I. I.. Jose Salterro
R. W. Fred Maduro
C. James Booth
I.. H. James Quinn
R. H. William Hele
L. B. Billy Taylor
R. B. William Rader
C. F. W. Wickingstad
I. .. Tom Conley
L. W. Fred Stewart
I. R. Teddy Brandon
R. W. R. Wickingstad
C. P. De Reuter
L. H. Sam Patchett
R. H. James Quinn
L. B. Capt. T. Pescod
R. B. Woodford Babbitt
end of a 26-24 score. The second game CRISTOBAL HIGH SCHOOL 'ersus BALBOA
was played with "A" Battery. They HIGH SCHOOL.
won, 46-30. The following week the (Fist Game.)
On May 4, 1929, Cristobal High School
third game was played at Cristobal. met Balboa High School at the Cristobal
We won this game, 46-28. The last Playshed.
practice game before we met Balboa This was one of the best and fastest
High School was with "C" Co. of Fort games ever played between the two
Davis. We defeated them easily 58-4. schools.
90 THE CARIBBEAN.
Our team was rated as not having a
chance with the strong Balboa combi-
When the first whistle blew, Cristobal
went right after Balboa. They had not
expected anything like that and they
seemed dazed. Cristobal soon worked
this out of them, and then both teams
went at it in earnest. The Babbitt-Pes-
cod combination went to work and the
points began to go up. Babbitt worked
the ball down to Pescod under the baske:
and he very seldom missed a goal. If
Balboa got the ball Blauvelt was always
under the basket to spoil the shot. If
Cristobal had had another guard like
him, Balboa would not have won.
The greater part of Balboa's playing
was done byHele and Des Londes. They
showed fine passing ability and were able
to land baskets. Balboa had a superior
number of players thereby having a
At the half Balboa led 14-11.
The second half was a repetition of
the first. Hele, Wood and Des Londes
carried the attack for Balboa; Pescod CRISTOBAL HIGH SCHOOL versus BALBOA
and Hayden for Cristobal.
In the third quarter Cristobal took the
lead and held it for many minutes.
Balboa's superior numbers and their fine
team work began to tell. They recovered
the lead at the end of the quarter, and
went ahead a few points on their own.
The last quarter was fast and furious
neither team being able to gain on the
other, although each scored.
Score: Balboa High School....... .
Cristobal High School..... 1
Des Londes, rf.
W. Wood, c.
J. Wood, Ig.
ri. E. Conklin, rg.
During the week, after our first defeat
by Balboa, we played two practice games.
The first game was played with the post
team from Camp Gatun. They defeated
us 36-17. The second game was played
at Fort Davis with "M" Co. They won
On Saturday, May II, 1929, Cristobal
High School went to Balboa to play the
second game of the high school series.
This was a very one-sided game in
Balboa's favor. Cristobal's forwards
were unable to penetrate Balboa's de-
fense, with the exception of a few times
when they broke through. Toward the
end of the game Cristobal's men were
tiring. Four of them played through the
entire game, while Balboa was continually
making substitutions, which were very
necessary to stop Cristobal's attack.
Wood and Hele battled for high point
honors of the game, while Pescod of
Cristobal High School Track Squad.
Cristobal ran them up very close. Blau- Romig, ri....
velt of Cristobal again proved his ability Hele, If-c. .
as a guard by making many spectacular Solenberger, If
stops and spoiling many shots for Balboa. Quinn, It.....
The loss of this game gave Balboai High WVm. Wood, c.
School the basket ball championship for Wainer, rg.
the school year of 1928-21. J. Wood, rg
BALBOA. Jones, g. .
FG FT PF TP Powell, Ig
Des ILondes, rf .... c o 2 La Peira, I
Dew, rf ..... o 0 0 Total
o 4 r Babbitt, rf ..
10 Pescod, If
C c Hayden, c .
o c Blauvelt, rg
0 c Wikingstad, I1
c ,: Qnu1inn, 11
5 2.1 Total
G FT PF TP
2 0 c 4
4 o c 8
1 2 0 4
0 0 3
S 0 0 0
0 0 2 0
0 0 0 0
2 ,7 16
Swimming was not much of a success
this year. Little interest was taken in
this sport. Also, there was so much
competition between swimming and
other sports that many of those who were
interested were unable to come out.
The annual swimming meet between
Cristobal High School and Balboa High
School was held at the Hotel Washington
Pool, April 20, 1929. This turned out to
be a walk-away for Balboa, as the score
The outstanding feature of the meet
was the breaking of the Canal Zone High
SL MMARY OF EVENTS.
i. W. Walston (B. H. S.). Tin e, 2(>-3 5
2. B. Romig (B. H. S.,.
3. P. Hayden (C. H. S.I.
I co-viar! Sz';wm.
i. nW. Walston (B. H. S.i. Tirme, I
minute, 2 seconds.
2. H. Mueller (C. H. S.I.
W3. W. Burdge B. H. S.).
School record for the 220-yard swim, by o-Yard Breast Stroke.
George Lowe, of Balboa. The time for
the event was 2 minutes and 36 seconds. i. A. Schwinderman I B. H. S,. Time,
Balboa took all the first places, while 30o seconds.
we took only two second places and three 2. G. Halloran (B. H. S.).
third places. 3. A. Mundberg (C. H. S.).
5o-yard Back Stroke.
i. G. I.owe (B. H. S.). Time, 3
2. W. Robinson (B. H. S.).
3. .. Ekwurzel (B. H. S.).
220- ard Swi.im.
G. Lowe (B. H. S.). Time, 2
minutes, 36 seconds (new Canal Zone
High School record.
2. H. Brewerton (B. H. S.).
3. H. Mueller (C. H. S.).
i. H. Brewerton (B. H. S.).
2. B. Turner (C. H. S.).
3. C. Dockery (B. H. S.).
Won by B. H. S. Time, I minute, I
Again our year was broken up by the
leaving of Miss Alexander and the arrival
of Miss Bailey. A little time was neces-
sary forgetting acquainted, but soon Miss
Bailey was in the swing of things here,
and several of the gir's became interested
in the various sports. Although Balboa
has won the most of the honors in com-
petition with us, the Cristobal High School
girls who came out regularly for practice
deserve great credit.
Marion Boomer, '29.
The first thing Miss Bailey did was to
get up a tennis tournament, so as to see
who should go to Balboa. Pauline Her-
man proved herself Champion of Cristo-
bal. On March 16, Cristobal played
against Balboa at the Balboa Courts.
In the singles Pauline gave Louise Martin
a good fight but lost by a score of 6-2, 6-3.
In the doubles, Clarita and Cecilia Smith
were victors over, first, Gretchen Palm
and Marion Boomer by 6-1, and then
over Gretchen and Jean Wyllie by 6-4.
Balboa is to be congratulated on the
wonderful team work shown by the Smith
sisters and the fast playing of Louise
The girl's track meet was held the
same day as the boys, April 13. Maybe
it was on account of its being the I3th
that Cristobal only had 5 points to Bal-
boa's 42. The five points were obtained
in the baseball throw by Marion Boomer.
Rae Newhardt is to be con-
gratulated upon her broad
jump. She was within two
feet of the world's record.
The next and last event was
swimming. This meet was held
at the Washington Pool on
April 20. Zoe Wyllie made
the only point for Cristobal
by getting 3d place in diving.
The following girls came out
for sports this year.
Pauline Herman, Jean Wyllie,
Gretchen Palm,Marion Boomer.
Pauline Herman, Virginia
Stevenson, Betty Cunningham,
Gladys Bliss, Rosemary Keene,
Elsie Birkeland, Mary Bretch,
Alice Gormerly, Marion
Pauline Herman, Zoe Wyllie,
Jean Wyllie, Marion Neely.
.,nita Rankin, '2o.
Oct. i. Whoopee! Introducing Messrs. Pence
and West and the Misses Meyers and Emmons.
Oct. 2. Seniors and Juniors are presented with
new home rooms-Seniors were a trifle disappoint-
ed, but are O. K. now.
Oct. 5. Election of class officers. Seniors start
the ball a-rolling in elections.
Oct. 8. Supper Club begins, enrolling 60 mem-
Oct. ii. Athletic Association meets, and elec-
tion of officers takes place.
Oct. 15. Staff elections held in Assembly-
Oct. 20. Student government introduced by
Seniors and privileges announced.
Oct. 22. Staff meeting held to discuss matter of
Oct. 31. Day after Halloween, school bell minus
Nov. i. Freshmen boys beat the Sophs in
Nov. 3. Panamanian National Holiday.
Nov. 6. Green suspenders inaugurated by Con-
lev and Stewart.
Nov. 9. Senior party-best of the year.
Nov. 24. Robert Edwards and Marion Ed-
wards leave school on account of sudden death of
B. H. S. vs C. H. S. in a soccer game. B. H. S.
are victors. Debating Club introduced in C. H. S.
Nov. 25. Thanksgiving Holiday. It was tur-
Dec. I. C. H. S. vs B. H. S. in a second soccer
game. B. H. S. are again victors-too bad!
Dec. 3. C. H. S. mourns loss of one of her best
teachers to B. H. S., but is introduced to Miss
Meyers. Who will prove to be the better?
Dec. 9-II. Conference of Supper Club held in
Cristobal Y. W. C. A.
Dec. 21. After parties in Home room, students
leave merrily for Christmas holidays-which are
reduced to one week.
Jan. 2. Some boys raided school-damnaged
much property-were caught. It's just too bad.
Jan. o1. Nothing important for awhile.
Jan. 17. Senior Banner swiped by ? ?
Jan. 20. Grounds offered for school carnival by
Colonel Wyllie of Fort de Lesseps.
Jan. 23. Mr. Williams addressed future Sen-
iors-"You all need-."
Jan 25. A lecture by Mr. H. C. Hanks. Very
interesting talk of the school for several days.
Jan. 30. Bugs-Bugs-! How exciting-! Fumi-
gation orders predominate in two rooms.
Feb. 2. Baseball--B. H. S. vs. C. H. S. Balboa
Feb. 5. Staff meeting held to decide Carnival
Feb. 6-7-8. Mid-year exams-whew! !
Feb. 8. School Carnival-Oh my! Did we
make good-and how-
Feb. 9. B. H. S. vs C. H. S. in baseball. B.H.
S. were victors, but it was exciting for both of us.
Feb. 12. Short Story Contest for "Caribbean"
Feb. 15. What a relief-that's over with, but
there still remains the verdict.
March 9. Seniors lose another classmate-
March I "Why Club" in debate against
C. H. S. at Y. W. C. A.
March 1. Senior play chosen and so is the
cast. Mr. Noe to direct it.
March 15. Sophomore party
Strangers Club. A wow-what
A Tacky Party.
held at the
March 16. C. H. S. vs B. H. S. in tennis.
B. H. S. victor.
March 29. Governor Arosemena's cup lost by
C. H. S. to de Lesseps.
April I. Upper Classmen challenge Lower
Classmen to a contest for the sale of "Caribbean"
tickets-loser gives a party.
94 THE CARIBBEAN.
April 8. Senior girl reveals a solitaire on the
fourth finger of left hand-guess who?
April 13. Girls' track meet. B. H. S. victors.
April 20. Girls' and boys' swimming meet.
B. H. S. victorious.
April 26. Freshman party-a character party
held at the Washington Hotel-best of the year.
May 4. First basket ball game between C. H. S.
and B. H. S. B. H. S. victorious by a small mar-
May 17. Senior play held at America-best of
any held during all the C. H. S. years.
May 31. Senior play held in Balboa-went over
June 7- Junior-Senior Banquet held at the
Hotel Washington. Biggest attendance of all
C. H. S. banquets.
June 14. Diplomas arrived. Seniors can't see
June 16. Baccalaureate service held at Union
Church. Was an impressive service-long to be
June 19. Commencement. The Seniors can't
believe their eyes and ears. Juniors are ushers.
Largest class ever graduated from C. H. S.
Dense jungle growth of the tropics.