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Opportunity, our Guest Editorial, is printed in The Piper by special permission of W. J. Cameron and the Ford Motor Company. Mr. Sam Bruni, author of Ad Italia Con Bruni, is one of fifty Italian youths chosen by the Italian government annually to visit Italy at the expense of that government. Mr. Bruni has been selected three times and has twice availed himself of the opportunity. Copyright 19)7 by Jack Scolaro and Hugh McHugh

take we make. A thousand doors may be closed,

our door is the one that stands open, provided nothing dishonorable is on its threshold. The fact that it is a plain and humble door makes no difference whatever; every door, big or little, opens upon the same wide world of possibilities, and every career will stretch or shrink to the size of the person who makes it. We mistake once more when we think that given the opportunity, that is all we need. But opportunity has been the ruin of many. Opportunity is a day of judgment. Opportunity is to be regarded with respectful deference, for every opportunity is a test. Far sterner than what a man may require in his opportunity is what the opportunity may require in the man. There are three kinds of opportunity. There is first the opportunity that makes you. Everyone has that. In youth it is the opportunity to learn. The boy or girl asks: "What good is aU this stuff going to do me?" None can answer that but you. We can only say that it took mankind a thousand years to learn this thing, and if you learn it now you are richer by a thousand years; it took mankind 100 years to learn that, and if you learn it now you can start abreast of your times. If not, how and when do you expect to catch up? There's not a single fact you learn or a tiny discovery you make today that may not stand forth-even a quarter of a century hence--as the very thing you need in some crucial hour. The days and all their duties are full of the sort of opportunity that

THERE is a good old word that has been badly abused by our muddled thinking, but a word that manages to survive, and is certain to recover its former standing. That word is opportunity. It means the port or the opening or the door that stands opposite you, and of course anything to be opposite you must be directly before you. The best observers and interpreters of life have added the sense that always there is such a door, and that it is accessible. In this latter sense opportunity has met much recent challenge. There are many who say it no longer exists. Mostly they mean that the door that now stands opposite them, the door at present accessible to them, is not the door they want. They thought opportunity meant a big door, or at least an inviting door; and this present one may be small and plain, a side door or even a back door; and because they do not understand that this is their door, they say there are no doors, no opportunities. That is one mis-

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Then, there is the opportunity that takes you. When you talk with great and useful men to learn how they became what they are, you will discover that it is just as much a mystery and surprise to them as to anyone else. They thought they knew what they wanted to be, but a petty incident, identifiable only in the afterlook, suddenly turned them into another path. And there they are! Few persons choose their jobs; the job reaches out and chooses them. But it chooses them at the level of their preparation. Some young people have not the remotest idea what they are going to be, and there need be no anxiety about that. Neither did the present If you do this you need have no fear of the leaders of the automobile world know what they were going to be-there were no automobil ~s rhird kind of opportunity-the opportunity when they were growing up. They thought they that breaks you. The worst thing that can hapwere going to be this or that, but along came pen to some men is to get a promotion-they the other thing. Neither did the leaders in the are not ready for it. Many a young fellow can electrical, or chemical, or aviation or radio sell himself, and when he has done that he is worlds know what their life-work would be- through-he has nothing more to deliver. His these things could not be chosen because they opportunity is his defeat-he was not ready. He did not exist; a man could not prepare for them, did not invest in himself. Serious thinking was he could only prepare to do whatever life might too hard on his head. Good books were too hard ask him to do. And most of you, my young for him to read. He wants to be a passenger in friends, are going to engage in work that has the boat of life, but pulling his own weight not appeared yet. But get ready. Look ahead blisters ·his hands. He knows how to arrange his hair but not how to manage his mind. Oppor2.0 years. Try to see what ought to come in the world of housing, transportation, heating, bank- ttmity comes and finds him out. In brief, look for that opportunity which is ing, literature, farming, education, merchandising, journalism, drama-anything, and prepare directly before you-it may not be what you for anything! Acquire all possible equipment, dreamed, but once in it, it will take you anynone of it will come amiss, and you will be where you want to go-if you are ready. If you are not ready, beware of opportunity. ready when opportunity takes you. 5

TOWN MORNING

Dawn thrusts its pale gray fingers Through straggling wisps of night. Night-sifted dampness lingers On gaunt gray towers. The light Sends glistening splinters glancing From each Dew-born aqueous pearl, Like joyous elfins dancing

In the eyes of a happy girl. The morning sun caresses Each shadow's lurking patch. Each silver ray transgresses And paints its linear thatch. The waking city rustles. Slow clattering sounds begin To clack as mankind hustles Between gray watchers grim. The noise grows louder-Clashing! Feet crash through morning pools And silver spearlets flashing, Each gouge their little pools. -Hugh McHugh

He says so himself, sir!" J AM reading the newspaper the other day fromWell,poison. I am convinced that this Nick Fornica

when I am astounded to see where Nick Fornica, well-known undesirable character around town, is found dead of poisoning. It is several years since I have the pleasure of Mr. Fornica's dubious friendship, and while I am not fond of Nick Fornica at any time in my life, I receive a twinge of remorse at his sudden demise as I owe this Nick Fornica a debt of gratitude for several years although he is entirely ignorant of it at anytime. The debt of which I speak is a result of a series of events which occur when I am taking a rest-cure in Rochester, Minnesota, in 1932, same rest being prompted by a slight misunderstanding about some jewels which disappear about this time, and also upon the insistence of my large circle of friends, among whom I number a Sergeant Casey and Lieutenant Brannigan

is a screwball of the first water, a dim-headed Moxie, and I forget about him for the time. It is three nights after this that I am awakened out of a sound sleep by the smell of smoke. My second story room is full of the stuff and I think to myself, "What a heck of a time for a fire drill!" I run to the window and see the whole place in flames all around me and the fire laddies cluttering the lawn with ladders and firehoses. I also see a queer looking bird in dark glasses and with a checkered coat over his white night-dress, gesticulating wildly in my direction and shouting to the fire laddies at the same time. The net is spread out under me and I jump into it. I am the last one out of the building as it seems they have forgotten to check up in the hurry to get everyone out. I

of the Chicago Constabulary. I would not have you infer, however, that I am in any way connected with these dishonorable circumstances, and admit nothing without advice of counsel. As I am saying, I am taking the rest-cure among the pines and balmy breezes when I first see this Nick Fornica. He is putting in a beef about the food at the Sanatorium. He is insisting that they are trying to poison him with their medicines and bad food, and he is very serious about it. I call a fl.unkey in a white coat. "Doc," I say to him, "What is the queer looking party in the checkered coat and dark glasses trying to muscle the flunkeys about?" "Oh, him, sir?", the flunkey with the white coat says to me, "Him, he's Nick Fornica, the racketeer, and he's always thinking someone is trying to put a knockout drop in his soup. He has a funny quirk, sir. He is sure he will die

am looking for Nick Fornica to thank him for his kind attention, when the whole side of the building collapses and the place where my bed once stood is now a seething furnace. I do not find this Nick Fornica at the time, and I return to Chicago on the first train available the next morning. I think about Nick Fornica at times after this and laugh about his fear of someone putting a knockout drop in his grapenuts. This is quite a hilarious subject when I find occasion to reflect along these lines. So you see why I am astounded when I read in the newspaper about Nick Fornica being dead of poison, until I read further where it seems that it is not a knockout poison that rubs him out but a blister on his heel that was caused by a new pair of shoes. The blister had caused blood poisoning! 7

IS FATHER was a Prussian, typically stern, typically stiff, and typically unemotional. I think he must have been an officer in the Prussian army. As with the father, so with the son: hard, erect carriage; stubborn, unquestioning obedience to Mr. Beech's directions; sullen set of his square face. We boys found Fritz Uhlhelm a constant source of youthful wonder and speculation. He never played ball with us, swam in the creek with us, nor hunted squirrels in the woods as we did. In fact, it seemed Fritz Uhlhelm never did anything boys do, except attend school. At three o'clock, when Mr. Beech dismissed the classes, he trudged unwaveringly homeward to the little one-story dwelling which housed his father and him. Of ten when we sauntered down Main Street toward Old Man Strickland's Drug Emporium and passed the shabby grey building, we could see Fritz cutting and piling wood in the back yard, or scrubbing the ramshackle back porch; or through a window, bent over his books in profound study. He was an enigma-seemingly a robot who ate and slept and breathed only because his Prussian father wished it so. Apparently he had never known a mother, or at least not since he and his father came to Stockton. Fritz Uhlhelm had lived in Stockton three years and had not made a single friend. Or perhaps I should say he had made only one friend, and that not of his own choosing. Like every small town, Stockton has its share of stray mongrel dogs, with no apparent home and no apparent means of sustenance. These forlorn creatures roam the dusty streets in summer and creep shiveringly about in winter, and never become attached to anybody or anything. This dog was an exception. He was a frowsy little canine, dirty and undernourished and ragged, a thorough mutt. His snarled coat had once been a yellowish-white, but now it was so matted and tangled and burr-ridden, so laden with dust and dirt that he might have passed for a small clod of earth, frisking about the school yard. Somehow this little waif had attached itself to Fritz Uhlhelm. Why, no one could fathom. Fritz himself certainly did not encourage the dog. When it got in his way frisking about his feet, Fritz would kick it heavily and brutally with his squar~-toed boots. If it tried to follow him into the Uhlhelm yard, Fritz would shower it with stones. Often when the mutt frolicked and leaped up on Fritz's legs, he would grind

the pup's hind feet under the hob-nailed heels of his shoes. And yet the dog continued to lavish his feeble affections upon this wooden-faced 8

boy. He would not be repulsed; he could not be repulsed. No one knows how he managed to eke out an existence; for certainly no one ever bothered to feed or care for him, any more than he would for any other mongrel. In some way he struggled along, to greet Fritz Uhlhelm each day with joyous yelps and to look wistfully through the Uhlhelm front gate each night as Fritz returned home. And Fritz continued to be an enigma-stolid, heavy, oblivious to the dog, except for an occasional kick or blow. I don't think I ever saw Fritz Uhlhelm smile, except perhaps once; and even then I wasn't sure. Once a year, when the leaves had appeared on the trees again and the birds had returned and the flowers filled the meadows, the school journeyed to the picnic grove, deep in the heart of the nearby woods. We all brought our own lunches in baskets, and we picked flowers and berries, and played games, and hunted birds' nests all the day long. Fritz Uhlhelm allowed himself, or perhaps his father allowed him, this one diversion each year. I think it was more because Mr. Beech expected every pupil to go than because of personal desire that he accompanied us. He trudged heavily along by himself, carrying his meager lunch in a brown paper sack, never looking up or uttering a word, unless it was to reply to Mr. Beech. As usual the dog tagged along behind, playing with the other mongrels that always followed us on such excursions. It was a clear sunny day, and never had our picnic lunches tasted so good. Mr. Beech, as was his custom, had brought a candy stick for each student, and Fritz accepted his stolidly and indulged in this brief luxury without a word. After lunch we played Hide-and-GoSeek, Pussy-in-the-Corner, Tag, and such games until Mr. Beech proposed a nature walk. He asked if someone would remain with the lunch baskets and Fritz Uhlhelm, who had spent the afternoon with his back to a tree, watching us with heavy reserve, never wandering out of sight but never participating, said he would. Before we had gone far, I found I had left my knife in my basket and returned to get it. Fritz was gone, and so was the dog. Somehow I knew neither had accompanied the group on the na~ ture hike. I located my knife. Suddenly I was conscious of a dog's yelping. I remembered that a number of stray mongrels had followed us on our ram-

ble, but this bark sounded familiar. More important, the dog was plainly in pain. I followed toward the sound, down a little ravine and up a wooded hill, and over the crest. On the other side I found Fritz. He was moving toward a big fallen tree at the bottom of the hill; under the tree, half concealed by it, was a dirty speck of white--the mongrel. I moved on down the hill. I saw that someway, he had wormed in under the huge log, and the tree, which was balanced at one end on its stump, had shifted and pinned his hind quarters to the ground. Fritz was trying to get his arms around the tree and lift it off the trapped dog. I remember wondering what strange feeling, what hitherto unfelt emotion, could have stirred this human automaton to helping a mongrel cur in distress. I remember wondering what his Prussian father would have said and done had he known it. Then I saw that Fritz could not get his arms around the tree; and the next thing I saw was Fritz crawling under the huge log and putting his boy's back to the strain. I guess I hadn't realized until that moment how strong a boy Fritz Uhlhelm was. Rigorous discipline and hard work combined with frugal living had hardened his youthful physique far beyond the ordinary; but even at that, the task confronting him seemed almost too much. The veins in his immobile face seemed to swell and knot until they threatened to burst. Sweat poured down his open shirt. The big tree stirred, heaved, and for one precarious moment actually lifted off the ground. In that moment, the little dog dragged himself clear. Then, and sometimes I see it again at night, the huge tree settled with a grinding crash. It rocked off the stump to the ground, pinning Fritz Uhlhelm beneath it. I don't recall hearing a sound from Fritz. As I stumbled down the hill, my legs seemed wooden and hampered by cords. I guess I must have fallen three or four times, for my hands and face were gashed and my clothes badly torn, I found later. I crawled over the hateful forest giant and found Fritz, and cradled his head in my arms. His boy's chest was crushed. But the terrible strain had passed from his face, leaving it as calm and immobile as ever. No, not quite as immobile as ever. I thought, though I know I must have been wrong, that I saw a smile creep over the face of Fritz Uhlhelm before he died. -N. Lyle

AD ITALIA CON BRUNI

T HAS been the conception of many Americans that Italy in the Fascist Era has been working toward a political empire only and has not made much progress culturally and materially. Many people do not know that Il Duce is a great lover of art and music and therefore is striving to preserve and introduce art in Italy. It is then my duty to describe Italy as a cultural Italy with beauty, and not ambitious Italy seeking political influences. All through the ages Italy has been famed for many types of art-architecture, painting, and sculpture. It will be noticed in Italy that the different types of architecture are best expressed in her churches. As for the Byzantine influence, it is best illustrated in the St. Mark's Cathedral at Venice; the Gothic influence is shown in the famous Cathedral of Milan, and the true Renaissance expression is demonstrated in the Church of St. Mary of the Flower in Florence, to which is attached the famous Tower of Giotto. The last and the greatest is the Basilica of St. Peter in Rome, the true Romanesque type of architecture. These are not the only expressions of Italian art, for there is the famous statue of David by Michelangelo housed at Florence and T be Last Supper, by Leonardo da Vinci. These few examples prove that Italy has not lacked culture in art. But old Italy suffered greatly in hygiene. The Romans had constructed roads reaching throughout the empire for communication, and acqueducts for fresh water, but had failed in

hygiene. As for Rome, it was adequately drained; but south of Rome, drainage attempts failed in the Pontine Marshes. This great obstacle has been overcome by Modern Italy, which has been trying hard to preserve old Italy and yet benefit by the modern utilities. As for the preservation of old Italy, it cannot be demonstrated better than in Rome bv the construction of museums to shelter ruin;, and by the decree that Rome shall never have a subway and hence, that the Catacombs will never be disturbed. In southern Italy, the Penta-league (five cities bearing Greek names and still speaking Greek), aroused the government's sympathy. Hence, in the near future all cities once bearing Greek names shall have them restored. In Sicily the government has restored an ancient Greek theatre, and is now producing Greek dramas. For the benefit of the common people, the railroads offer excursions to these plays at very low rates. Along with the preservation of Old Italy, II Duce has attempted to modernize Italy by constructing new roads, telephone and telegraph lines, and new buildings. The feat worth greatest mention was the conquest of the ancient Pontine Marshes, which often were the cause for Rome's epidemics. As for the rural districts, they are all now being provided with electricity and running water. Italy has provided for travel by her new railroads and highways which cover the whole country. In the construction of roads and tele(P/ease turn to page 77)

THE UNSUNG HERO to give any money to maintain the orchestra but promised to hire it if no other means of support were found. Pop concerts were presented at Westwood Gardens the following summer, but these were unsuccessful.

OOD music is now getting to be a necessity for the emotional release that must come in order successfully to keep up our rapid pace of living. A change has taken place to fulfill that necessity which has had a direct effect on the Detroit Symphony Orchestra, of the theme of which most persons are unaware.

Henry Ford engaged the whole orchestra, with Victor Kolar as conductor. Musical history was revolutionized! This was the beginning of a completely new plan in which industry would assume the support of cultural development. Mr. Kolar, musician, and Mr. Ford, industrialist, were destined to become heroes of this movement. Detroit is now the only city whose symphony orchestra is supported by industry.

In Europe there are many more symphony orchestras than here in America. Every hamlet has a good orchestra; every person, whether he be from a small town or large one, attends its concerts. It is customary for the national governments of each country to make up the deficits incurred by these orchestras. Europeans already have the musical tradition that Americans are striving to found.

The first summer under this arrangement, Victor Kolar took the orchestra to the Century of Progress Exposition at Chicago to perform in the Ford Exhibit. Here he established a record, reh~arsing and conducting 160 two-hour concerts, forty-eight of them nationwide broadcasts, in eighty-six days. Not one number was repeated and each concert was distinctively beautiful.

In the United States the orchestras have depended for their support, not upon the government, but upon the contributions of wealthy patrons. It is interesting to note that the amount of money taken in by the sale of tickets, at best, could only defray one third of the expenses of any orchestra.

The following fall Ford originated the idea of the Sunday Evening Hour. He used the entire Detroit Symphony Orchestra, known as the Ford Symphony Orchestra for an hour's radio broadcast every week. Mr. Kolar is now in his third year as conductor of this program.

Our conductor in Detroit, Victor Kolar, was trained in the European manner but has accustomed himself to these American ways. He was born in Budapest, Hungary. When he came to this country at the age of fifteen, he was already a graduate of the Prague Conservatory of Music. Mr. Kolar began his career as a protege of Jan Kubelick, and a pupil of Anton Dvorak. He showed promise at that time of becoming a concert violinist. But instead, he bent his interest toward conducting. He joined the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra as first violinist and assistant conductor, fater transferred to the New York Symphony Orchestra, which was under the direction of Walter Damrosch. Here he held the position of assistant conductor and violin soloist. It was not until 1919 that Mr. Kolar joined the Detroit Symphony Orchestra, becoming assistant conductor under Ossip Gabril..: owitsch.

His position with the Detroit Symphony entails the planning of the programs, as well as rehearsing and conducting the orchestra. Every guest conductor who has ever visited Detroit has praised the good preparation of the musicians before his program. Victor Kolar directed most of the regular symphony concerts when the late Gabrilowitsch was ill and when there was no money for guest conductors. Appreciation of Kolar's work has been overlooked by Detroit audiences, but nevertheless, it is he who has brought the orchestra to third position among the outstanding ones in the country. Mr. Kolar humbly says that his purpose is to educate the people to good music. Along this line, he and Mrs. Tilton have the Children's Concerts on Saturday mornings. He also conducts the Adult Education Programs, which are

During the depression, contributions to .the Detroit Symphony Society dropped off considerably. When its finances were lowest, when it was at the verge of becoming extinct, appeals were made to Henry Ford for aid. He declined

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YOU ALL KNOW THEM 1-THE CRAMMER-Sometimes known as the conscientious play-boy, he, like the grass-hopper, plays all the time he should be working, but when the end of the year comes, endeavors to pass his courses by learning the whole book the night before exams. (Incidentally, if you see a light burning in our room during the wee small hours, you'll know the reason why.)

2-EXTRA CURRICULAR WORKER-if any of this infamous group deserves praise, it is this fellow. Although usually very intelligent, he generally does not make good marks because he doesn't bother to study. He becomes almost a martyr, as he serves on all student committees, earns several athletic letters, attends all the dances, is president of at least six school organizations, and has even been found pouring at Girl Reserve teas.

3- THE BLUFFER-Here is a species that runs no risk of becoming extinct. Having a large fund of general knowledge, from his rather wide reading, the professional will supply the answer to any question by giving what he believes ought to be true. However, the raw amateur, and there are many, does the best he can by saying, "Er ____ ah ___ _um ____ aaa ____ Yes, that's it!"

4-APPLE POLISHER-This little fellow is the classic example of a scholar. From time immemorial he has turned up before school with a shiny red apple for teacher. Now, however, he has improved his technique to going in after school to ask questions, correct papers, or do anything else to prove his "interest" in the course.

5-TI-IE EXTRA CREDITOR-Ah, leech of leeches! Oh, foulest of foul-balls! The student who works for extra credit is the villain who forces you and me to do extra work, also, to make a "B", by bringing up the class average. He will do extra maps, extra outlines, extra reports, extra memory work, and, in fact, almost anything that is extra and will impress the teacher. 12

LOS ESPANOLES HABLAN Adivine Quien Es un profesor alto, ensefia una asignatura importante. No permite que se pite y amenaza que le pegara a cualquiera que pite. Esta siempre haciendo preguntas. Alguien que ha ensefiado en esta escuela muchos afios. Habla muchas veces de sus dias en la escuela superior. Siempre debe tener su chiste. (Cual profesor es el que es confundido con un alumno? Tiene cabellos negros y ojos negros. Habla diferentes lenguas. Sus trajes est.in siempre cubiertos de tiza. .!Cual profesora siempre viene a los juegos y grita para animarom. A los muchachos que juegan. Si V ds. van a su sala de clase hallaran alrededor de su escritrio. No hay marcas sobre los pupitres. lCual es la profesora que es baja y pequefia? En su sala de clase hay un fresco pintado sobre la pared. La profesora que siempre tiene alumnos en su sala de clase despues de clases cor. su trabajo escrito sobre la pizarra esperando que sea corregido. Es un profesor cuya clase esta en el piso bajo. Esta interesado en fotografia y en arcos y flechas. l Cual es la profesora que no ensefia una asignatura pero siempre esta rodeada de libros? Si vd habla mucho ella le manda al otro lado. (Cual es la profesora que no vive en Birmingham sino en Royal Oak y que ayuda a publicar la revista de la escuela? En que sala de clase es que siempre hay mucho ruido. (Puede que sea musica en vez de ruido.) -Nick Vic2rio. -Mary De Mong.

Rimas Sevillanas La pena y lo que no es pena, Todo es pena para mi, Ayer penaba por verte Hoy peno poque te vi. Yo quiero que mi ataud, Tenga una forma bizarra, La forma de un Corazon L~ forma de una guitarra.

La Razon Por La Cual Los Arbo/es Cambian De Colores Habia una epoca en que los arboles estaban verdes todo el tiempo. En el pais del Lago Michigan vivia un nigromantico fuerte, se llamaba Nenabooshoo, quien podia hacer milagros. El verdor de los arboles le parecia tan monotono que determino experimentar y, si posible, introducir colores diferentes en el hermoso bosque. Fue al wigwam del cacique y, escogiendo el caldero mas grande lo llevo al Iago. Despues recogio grandes brazadas de cardillo y, sacudio, su rocio en la marmita. Lo destilo en una pintura amarilla. Llevo la pintura al bosque y, rompiendo una rama de un arbol de pino, pinto todos los alamos de oro. Pero esto no le satisfizo. Queri a mas colores, el color de rosa del cielo oriental cuando el sol salia, le sugirio otras posibilidades a el. Alzo SU largo brazo y puso algunas nubes aborregadas y rosas en su caldero. Despues de destilar esto en carmesi volvio a ir al bosque y escogio los arces para producir el rojo. Pero este resulto demasiado brilloso. Asi Nenabooshoo recogio el rocio de los £lores moradas y echandolo en la caldera con un poco del agua mas profunda del Lago Michigan produ jo un nieblo morado que ablando el color de todas las hojas del bosque, y el hermoso atofio con sus magnificos colores fue asi creado. -John Neerken.

Buenos Aires, La Ciudad Del Tango NINGUNA ciudad puede competir con Buenos Aires como la metropoli de America del Sur. Es sin duda la ciudad mas grande del hemisferio del Sur, y es superada en dimensiones solamente por nueve otras ciudades en todo el mundo. Es la capital de una rica nacion y es ultra-moderna. Esta tan a la moda como Paris, es tan energica como Neuva York, tan costosa come Londres. Posee hermosas mansiones, grandes hoteles, frondosas parras, magnificas tiendas y edificios de oficinas. La Calle Florida es la calle mas importante de la ciudad, desplegando sus tiendas caras con nombres que son conocidos en la Rue de la Paix, Calle Bond, y Quinta A venida. En la lenta tarde todo trafico de vehiculos se para y el mundo de la moda se pasea en elaborados y hermosos vestidos de Paris. Por la noche la ancha avenida de Mayo es invadida por aquellos que van en busca 14

de placer camino del Capitolio a la gran residencia ajecutiva, conocida como la casa encarnada. Los teatros y cines desplegan sus maravillosos anuncios electricos. Todos los cafes tienen tablas en la acera que nos hace recordar que Buenos Aires es el Paris de la America del Sur. -Bernard Craig.

Adivinanzas (Que huele mas en una botica? La nariz del boticario. (Por que pone la gallina los huevos? Porque si los tira los rompe. La profesora: Juan, (de que color era el caballo blanco de Napoleon? Juan despues de mucho pensar, Oh, negro! Juan: Estoy en un terrible aprieto. Jack: (Que te pasa? Juan: Perdi mis espejuelos y no los puedo buscar hasta que los encuentre. 15

Junior: Me he olvidado cuanto he leido en este libro. Madre: Oh no te apures mira a ver d6nde empiezan las paginas limpias. El Jefe: iNo te dije que velaras cuando la cola hirviese? El ayndante: Si lo hice-Hirvi6 a las nueve y media. El: Tu me recuerdas el mar. Ella: iPorque soy salvaje, activa y romantica? El: No, porque me haces sentir enfermo. -Nick Vicario. -Mary De Mong.

IN MEMORIAM -N. Lyle

"BEST they honor thee who honor in thee

together by mutual love and respect for him, only what is best." So writes William contributed to establish the Johnson Memorial Watson, noted English contemporary poet. Plaque as an honor to be awarded annually to This can very aptly be applied to describe the the Baldwin boy who is outstanding in both scholastic and athletic activities, and whose charhighest honor Baldwin High School can bestow acter and leadership are unquestioned. Each on a student, an award founded on this very year the name of the boy is engraved on the principle. George F. Johnson was one of the plaque, there to stand as a symbol of high beloved men of Baldwin High School history, a achievement and true honor among his fellows. coach who personified the finest ideals of sportsSince its inception five boys have been given manship, fair play, honor, and character; and this honor. James Brien received the initial there can be no finer tribute to the memory of honor in 193 1. In 1932 it was Derwood Harris. this man among men than the Johnson Memo- Both Victor Canever and Kenneth Hunt were rial Plaque, dedicated in his honor. so recognized in 19 3 3, Fred Schwarze was the When Coach Johnson crossed the bar to take recipient of the award in 1934. Reading down his place with the immortals of the sports this list is like reading a roll-call of Baldwin's world, Dale McClelland, Mrs. Francine Johnsongreatest in sport, and not only in sport, but in son, the Varsity Club, the Lions Club, the Bald- the classroom. win faculty, and the Maroon and White, drawn (Please turn to page 80)

PLAQUE President of the '37 Senior Class, is genial Don Clark . . . . . Varsity Club, Camera Club . . . . . chief interest is taking pictures . . . . . eats chocolate cake in middle of night with chocolate malteds ..... likes music, basketball, practical jokes . . . . . liked by all, he is found in every lively spot in school ..... first Johnson Memorial Plaque winner since 1934 . . . . . A good natured fellow, Don golfs with a calm assurance . . . . . likes to dance and wear a "Tux" ..... wants to be an engineer.

Quiet, unassuming, and studious, John Neerken is one of the most valuable of the Piper staff . .. .. Associate Editor, he finds relaxation in long- term chess pl:iying by mail and reading poetry . . . .. wants to hunt Grouse in \'(/est ..... points with pride to Presidency of M. S. C. P ...... drives a Hupmobile . ... profound chemist, says that girls do not interest him ..... prolific writer ... . . prefers good books to great riches . . ... plans to study Medicine, preferably at Johns Hopkins University.

Our own "Keeper of the Keys" Charlie Savage . . . . . keeps his digits in condition by indulging in his favorite pastime, hitchhiking ..... has played piano for seven years ..... also diddles an accordion .... an ardent Benchley reader . . . . . hates bow ties . . . . . likes girls' formals and blondes ..... also delights in wearing a "Tux" ..... says it makes him feel "Washed up" ..... writes for this issue of the "Piper" ..... has no favorite color but everything he wears is blue •.... between "Cokes" at Shain's, Charlie may be found at the nearest

MICKEY Admittedly a "doodler" and a "dabbler," Jane Hyde scribbles monograms on anything .....favorite hobby is music ••.•. after this lists dancing, swimming, drawing . • . . . one of "them thar" southpaws, too •.... answers to either "Janey" or "Mickey" ..•.. has been a member and secretary of Dramatics Club ..... is now secretary of Senior Class and on Piper Editorial Staff •.... at times is seen at a knittwo-purl-two ..... pet ambition is to go up in an airplane . • . . . doesn't know beans about Bridge but likes to play •.... likes good books and mystery stories.

TUBA TOOTER Because every "little thing" upsets him, Bill Biggers long ago laid down his trumpet and took up the tuba . . . . . well known around school as the genial vice-president of the Senior Class ..•. likes crepe-soled shoes .••.. keeps in trim for gridiron by giving summer driving instruction at Barnum 5wimmmg Pool .... . "properties man" for Senior Play '36 . . . . . member of Camera Club, Publications Club •.•.. Bill's flashy hosiery 1s a joy to behold . . . . . photographic efforts may be found in this Piper . . . . . plans to take up Marine Engineering aftei- graduation.

Dramatic Club's pride is energetic, vivacious Ruth Seager ..... pet peeve is going to bed at night . . . . also getting up in the mawning . . . . . likes movies in general . . . . . Jimmy Stewart in particular . . . . . favorite color is red ..... from pink to crimson ..... eats peanut butter sandwiches with dill pickles . . . . . that may account for that inimitable Seager voice . . . . . likes dancing, basketball, music, dramatics, reading and vacations ..... a member of the G. A. A., Ruth is especially graceful on the roller rink . . . . . intends to try for the Legitimate stage as a career ..... we're betting that she'll make it, too.

BIOLOGICAL BUG Winner of the award for outstanding achievement in the field of Boy Scout work is Troop B-4's Andrew Watson ..•.. holds forty merit badges ..... is a bug on bugs and in&ects ..... aspires to be one of the great entymologists of the United States . . . . likes anything in the line of food but demands plenty of it ..... hobbies are photography (Camera Club), Philately (stamp collecting to you), dramatics (Senior play '36), and tattooing on a snare drum in Baldwin's Band and Orchestra.

AMBIDEXTROUS As Editor of the '36 Football Program, Steve Wygant distinguished himself in the Publications Club . . . . . Captain of '36 Golf team ..... Varsity tennis '36 ..... is Science Club treasurer . . . . . An honor student, Steve does not allow his interest to center entirely in school; is also well known for his dancing ability . . . . . likes brown suits and has an eye for pulchritude . . . . . smokes a pipe . . . . . is pledge master of M. S. C. P . . . . . likes deep hterature . . . . . can recite "The Shooting of Dan McGrew" ..... with gestures ..... favorite pastime is fishing.

Presiding over Student Congress, Dramatics Club, and his class, is Norman Lyle, six-foot Junior ..... supervised Junior play, served as scorer for basketball, track, baseball teams ....• will preside at June Junior-Senior Banquet ...•. active in dramatics ...•• notorious for his cartoons and freak hats ..... a prolific reader and prodigious eater, lists his likes ••.•• baseball, the stage, poetry, books, being lazy, clothes ..• • . dislikes : onions .... . thinks most girls are rather useless ..... has won numerous prizes for his literary ability ..... takes secret pride in his cracked baritone .•... Ambition: To make a million and stay single.

VERSATILE One of the school landmarks is Piper's Chief Editor Hugh McHugh . . . . . served on the staff of four publications . . . . . greatest pride is his versatility ..... and hobbies: art, poetry, stamp-collecting, acting, and beating the bass drum in Baldwin's Band and Orchestra . . . . . says coffee is staff of life .•... charter member of Birmingham chapter National Quill and Scroll Society . . . . • thinks girls are prettiest things in school . . . . . wants to be a Surgeon . . . . . hates jewelry on boys and likes bright colors on anybody . . . . . doesn't like to stand still nor look "dolled up" ..... is always on the lookout for something new to try.

FEW people in all their lives ever ride in boxcars. Joe Hamlin was no exception. Joe had never seen the inside of a railroad car until he hopped into the car that was taking him rapidly southward with each turn of the powerful drive-wheels of the engine . . . . . click .. click .. clickety . . click . . . . . the rhythm of the wheels sang a song . . . . . click . . clickety .. click ..... the tempo ran through his head ..... clickety .. click .. Joe looked around at the dimly lighted interior of the car. "No one else in the car. Good," thought Joe. He wanted little else than solitude right now. He couldn't have given any reason for running away from his home town except that he was just fed up with the whole business of going to school and studying and coming home after school and studying and going out with the same crowd on Saturdays . . . . No change from week to week, just the same old stuff . . . . . well, he'd show them . . . he'd break away from it all . . . . . Joe wasn't alone in the car now. A figure blocked the doorway and stood there to adjust his eyes to the darkness of the boxcar. He saw Joe and walked over to the corner of the car close by Joe's side. "Hello, Kid." "Who ... who are you? "Me? I'm just another tramp like yourself, Kid." "But ... I'm not a tramp," said Joe, weakly. "No? .. Well, what are you doin' in the Hobo Specia}?" "The what?" "The Hobo Special, Kid, the Free Pullman, this boxcar, see?" 'Tm running away," said Joe boldly, and stamped his shoe on the wooden planks as if to prove his resolution. "Oh, well now, is that so?" The stranger's face broke into a grin, "That ought to make us buddies, Kid, because I'm running away, too." "What are you running away from?" "Oh, I'm running from Life and Responsibilities of all kinds, plain and fancy. I'm running away from things because I haven't the courage to face them. You see, I ran away from school and home when I was about your age. I've just wandered around the country ever since. Nobody wants to hire me to work for 27

them, and I don't know enough to hold a decent job, even if I could get one." The train was shunting into a small town to take on water. On the opposite track, another locomotive was preparing to move northward. "Sec that train, Kid? That train is going right back where we came from. A train always has a place to go, always has a spot all picked for it before it even starts. A Hobo, Kid, never has a spot, never a destination nor a home to go to. Yessir, that train knows where it's heading." But Joe was already clambering aboard the northbound freight. The stranger smiled and reached in his pocket. He pulled out an old pin with the inscription "Boy Scouts of America" on the face. He gazed at it for many long minutes until the whistle of the engine interrupted his reverie. -H. McHugh

NICETTE PERSONNAGES Anatolc_____________ Un hommc de vingt-cinq ans. Le doctcur Bardai 'illustrc savant. Le tutcur de Niccttc Monsieur Bouvard Nicett Jeune fillc de dix-huic ans. Capdenac iancc de Niccttc, Un garcon de cafe.

SCENE Lt clocltt<r ti A11atole heNres du soir.

BOUVARD: Jamais! Jamais de la vie! Ce marriage se £era, ANATOLE: II nc se fera pas. BOUV ARD: C'est ce quc nous vcrrons. ANATOLE: Ticns! J~ cours a la maison de Monsieur Capdcnac. Au revoir. Le Rideau

SCENE IV.

An11tolt ti Capclenac 11 111 mt1ison dt Mo,uieur Ct1pd,nac 11 six heur,s du m11tin,

la 111aiso11 dt B11rd11is 11,rs ntN/

Dreli11! Drefin! La porte •'oNvre ti A11atolt St tro,111, en fact d'un 111onsieur II une grosse moust11cht et de Pair /eroce.

LE DOCTEUR: Qui est assis avec A11atole. Tu cs un hommc mort, mon ami!

ANATOLE: Youlez-vous epouscr Mademoiselle Niccttc? CAPDENAC: Oui. ANATOLE: Vous nc l'epouscrez pas. CAPDENAC: Ah! Tonncrre! Et qui m'cn empcchcra? ANATOLE: Moil CAPDENAC: R,g11rda11t A1111tole avrc p,ur. Monsieur, c'cst bicn dommagc! Jc nc vcux pas vous tucr. Vous ctcs trop jeune. ANATOLE: Ticns, Monsieur! Jc demandc votre dcsistcmcnt, Battcz-vous ou renonccz a la main de Nicette! CAPDENAC: J'aimc votrc bravourc. Mais voulcz-vous quc jc vous avouc unc chose? ANATOLE: Eh bicn! Parlcz vite. CAPDENAC: Dcpuis quelqucs jours, moi, jc songcais a romprc cc mariagc mais jc ne savais comment m'y prendre. Je consentirais bicn volonticrs, mais ii faut quc vous rctiriez vos menaces. ANATOLE: Je Jes retire. Maintcnant signez votre dcsistcment. Capdmttc le ,igne. Le Rideau

ANATOLE: E11 cha11ct(a11t. Parblcu! C'cst vraimcnt un soufflet. Jc nc me suis pas attendu a cela. LE DOCTEUR: Jc t'assurc quc tu cs empoisonne! Mon pauvrc ami. Qu'as-tu bu, qu'as-tu mange, qu'as-tu respire? ANATOLE: E11 r,flrchissa11I "" i11sta11t. Ah! Je m'en souvicns mainccnanc. J'ai recu une lettrc d'un ami qui• parcourt l'Indc. Dans cctte lcttre se trouvait une fleur rouge. Elle a unc odcur etrangement penctrante. II chtrcht dt1m son portt/euillt ti m retire la ltttrt ti la f/t1tr. La voici! LE DOCTEUR: Tres txcitt. Sacrcbleul C'est la Pyra111e11emis lndict1, la fleur de sang! ANATOLE: En gtmissanl. Mon Dicu! Tl se /aim to111ber da11s 11n fa11teuil, mffoque par la doulrur. Le Rideau

SCENE II. Anatole ti un g11rco11 de cll/t au cafe a trois heures du n,ati11.

SCENE V. A11atol,, Benward, et Nicette che: Mo11sieur Bo111111rd a huit heu,es Ju mati11. Drrlin! Drelin! DrrlilJ! BOUYARD: Qui est la? ANATOLE: C'est moi. J'ai le dcsistcmcnt de Capdenac. JI urie a la portt dt Nicette. Cousinc, lcvcz-vous vice ct vencz. NICETTE: Qu'y a-t-il? BOUYARD: Yotrc cousin est fou. ANATOLE: Non, jc nc suis pas fou. Nicettc, vous pouvcz epouscr celui que vous voulez. NICETTE: A A11atole. Je vcux vous cpouser, mon cher. ANATOLE: Hein! Mais, je nc le puis pas. Jc vais mourir a ncuf hcurcs. BOUYARD: Eh! Qu'cst-cc quc vous chantez la? NICETTE: Mais, c'cst impossible. ANATOLE: Non, le cclebre docteur Bardais m'a dit que jc suis cmpoisonnc. BOUYARD: Riant. Bardais? ANATOLE ET NICETTE: Qu'y a-t-il done? BOUVARD: Regardcz mon journal. II die quc le doctcur Bardais atticnt d'alicnation mcntale. II croit que toutcs Jes personncs qu'il rcncontrc sont cmpoisonnecs et ii le lcur persuade. ANATOLE: Niccttc! NICETTE: Anatole! Les dt11x ;,,mes gt11s tombt11t dam Its bras I'm, de l'autre, Le Rideau-La Fin.

ANATOLE: Qui est assis a table. Garcon, unc bouteillc de champagne, et une bouteillc d'encre. JI bait u11 11erre de vi11. Eh bicn! A qui vais-jc laisser mes six millc francs? Jc n'ai plus ni pcre ni mere ni parents. Jc n'ai quc Nicctte, Pauvre Niccttc! Elle va epouscr un maitre d'armcs qu'cllc detcstc. Elle doit aimer un autre. Ticnsl Je vais a la maison de Monsieur Bouvard. II ne voudra pas me voir, mais cela m'cst cgal. Les dernieres heurcs de ma vie pour Nicette. Ah! Niccttc, quc jc t'aimel Le Rideau

SCENE III. A11t1tolt ti Bo1t11ard chr.. Momimr Bouvard a quatre bturts d" 111atin, A11atolt so1111r, Dre/i,,! Dreli11/ Dreli11!

BOUVARD: Y a-t-il un feu? ANATOLE: Non, Monsieur, c'cst une petite visitc. BOUVARD: Bah! A ccttc heure-ci? Etcs-vous fou? ANATOLE: Monsieur, jc veux vous voir. coucher.

Veuillcz vous rc-

BOUVARD: C'cst cc que jc fais. Je suppose quc vous avcz quclque chose de trcs important a me dire. ANATOLE: II faut quc vous rcnonciez a marier Nicettc avcc Monsieur Capdcnac.

FRENCH CROSSWORD PUZZLE

HORIZONT ALEMENT 2. Premiere personne du present du verbe. RIRE. 4. Adjectif possessif (/amilitr) 8. Pluriel d'un liquide transparent 1 I. Personne qui tient un hotel 13. Present du subjonctif du verbe RIRE 14. Regle a laquelle on doit se soumettre 16. Terre 17. La terminaison des verbes de la premiere conjugaison 18. La femme du roi 20. Conjonction exprimant la negation 21. Employe avec tout dt signifie immediatement 22. Article defini 24. Article indefini 2 L Participe passe du verbe LIRE. 26. Present du verbe ALLER 28. Plaisant, gai, amusant 31. Adjectif possessif 32. Seconde personne du present du verbe RIRE 34. Article indefini 3 J. Proclamation, publication 3 6. Biere anglaise legere 37. Portion de circonference 38. Une abreviation de that is; (E11 Lati11) 39, Habitant de la Russie

VER TICALEMENT I. Premiere personne du fotur du verbe RECEVOIR

2. Chemin dans une ville 3. Un numeral L Exclamation 6. Adjectif possessif 7. Action par laquelle on delivre 9. Ce qu'on respire I 0. Animaux aquatiques 12. Adjectif possessif (familitr) 14. Article defini 1J. Prefixe qui indique la suppression ou la negation 18. Figure circulaire 19. Pronom personnel 2 3. Participe passe du verbe A VOIR 27. Membre des oiscaux 29. Petit ruisseau 30. Article defini 31. Mois de l'innee 33. Pronom reflechi H. Qui a peu de hauteur

(Solution on page 79) -Agnes Crawford.

Don Clark., Don Upward, Rally Langerman, Jack. Howling, Capt. Fred Adams, Coach Franklyn Whitney.

HONOR SOCIETY 1st Row: Donald Clark, Ruth Seager, Jane Hyde, Bill Biggers. 2nd Row: Glen Kendall, Caroline Giles, Clair Chapman, Mildred Da Lee, Clark Collins.

TRACK SQUAD First: B. Biggers, J. Howting, L. MacDonald, B. Etter, B. Vinton. Second: S. Foster, F . McCarthy, P. Carey, Capt. Collins, J. Hoover. Third: N. Vicario, J. Laing, B. Colgrove, L. Colgrove, A. Watson, P. Wayman. Fourth : Coach Whitney, R. Langerman, F. O'Donnell, B. Spinning, Manager Kreger. Last: B. Wise, J . Bennett, G. Gorman.

Don Clark

Pr~ident

William Biggers

Arthur Rose Jr.

Glen Kendall

JIice-President

Jane Hyde

Joan Baker

Treasurer

JIaledictorian

S•cr•ll•ry Sal•lalarian

Millard Plumstead

Noel Dwelley

Ruth Seager

Harold Owens

Patty Blackmore

Hugh McHugh

Clark Collins

Dorothy Kelly

Patricia Tighe

Clair Chapman

Louise Elizabeth McCurry

Bill Salisbury

Jack Howting

Dorothy Matthews

Virginia Ford

James Heacock

Peggy Reid

George Thompson

Paul Wyman

Joann Howell

Edward Purman

Sara K. Denman

Alice Botsford

Arthur D. Foley

Josiane Takken

Ernest Winborn

Gertrude May Allen

Faye Elizabeth Smith

Leonard Willis

Barbara Jane Pratt

Marjory Mintling

Winston H. Cox

Charles M. Savage

Mildred L. DaLee

Virginia Jones

Neil Stark

Ellen May Henneberry

Roy Uhlman

Robert Uhlman

Phyllis Starr

Edward Horton

Betty Lou Aldrich

Marie Watkins

Ed Watkins

Robert C. Kreger

Shirley Hersey

Adele Cole

Lester L. Collins

Colleen Ryan

Otto Milldebrandt

Stuart Adams

Elizabeth Morgan

James Lowman

Ellen Hogan

Barbara Francis

Iris D. Beaven

Robert Wallace

Pattie Main

Kenneth Anderson

Betty Jean Brooks

Dick Johnstone

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Betty Atkins

Bernard Craig

Patricia Charlton

Dick Shepherd

Fred Henkel

Mary Ellen West

Betty Pettypiece

Chester Chatfield

Betty Cole

George Dear

Mary Gunn

Clayton Hill

Jack Robinson

Joy Lackie

John Neerken

Doris Bricker

Dorothy Jane Tremper

Betty Harrack

Philip B. Hopkins

Floran Minton

Roeder Taylor

Betty Dostal

Mary Tighe

Virginia Hosner

Charlotte Stormer

Marjorie Gilbert

Jim Peabody

Frank Cavan

Margaret Rhodes

Stanley Foster

Lyla Neuman

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Henry Bassett

Walter Forbes

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Joe Rocheleau

Caroline Giles

Virgil Lumsden

Muriel Dalley

Anne Rocheleau Maurice E. L. Thompson

James Roberts

ARMY DAY AT SELFRIDGE FIELD

-Photo by Don Clark

PHOTOGRAPHS in this publication

THE ARNOLD STUDIOS BIRMINGHAM, MICHIGAN

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JUDGE/.~~

yES, your Honor . . . . I'm the defendant . . . . Yessir, I plead not guilty. You see, it was this way, Judge. I'm a married man. Now you can't hold that against me, Judge, because it's a kind of a custom, see? I mean, men and women have always felt a sort of an urge to .... All right, your Honor, I'll stick to the facts. My wife is .. was a splendid little woman. Just as nice as they come, Judge. She didn't mind if I played a little poker with the boys occasionally or spilled cigar ashes on the rugs or ate crackers in bed nights ... She was a real scout. See what I mean, Judge? Yessir, Judge she was all right. I remember the time she and I went on our honeymoon. To Niagara Falls, it was. Well, sir, the car broke down on the road just outside Toledo and ..• excuse me, your Honor, I didn't mean to get off my story. There was just. one thing, Judge. It was a kind of a delicate question, if you see my point. She bought me neckties, your Honor. For my birthday and on our anniversary and at times like that. I didn't mind her giving me presents, Judge. But I don't see why with shirts and handkerchiefs and sweaters and socks and golf clubs and pipes and books and other things to choose from, she picked neckties. What I really objected to was the neckties. A man is choosy about that sort of thing, Judge. I mean ... yes, your Honor. Well, she bought me orchid-colored neckties, and old rose and beige and that kind of colors. Why, Judge, no self-respecting man would be seen dead in one of those . . . yessir, your Honor, straight facts from now on. My birthday fell last week. And my wife gave me a necktie. At breakfast she gave it to me, Judge. At supper it would have been bad enough, but at breakfast ... It was kind of red and green and . . . well, I guess I lost my head, Judge. I wrapped the necktie around her neck . . . just to see how it would" look on me, you understand, Judge, and well, I guess I pulled it a bit tight and ... yes, your Honor, that's my story. What's that you say, Judge? Not guilty? -N. Lyle

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Rubberneck_ .A fellow or girl who is always curious Gander _______________________________________ Have a look Sofa-Leech ___________________The boring boy-friend Loudy _________________________________________________ A noisy fellow A Honey ___________________________________________ The very finest A Doozy ___________________________ Even better than a Honey

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Report Cards ___________________ Obituary Un popular Girl __________________________________________________Goon Scandalize _______________________________________________ Peeping Tom Lug ______________________________________________________________ Anybody Busher ___________________________________________________ Necker, petter Onion Eyes ________________________________________ Cry baby Beeper ______________________________________ Loud mouth Barge __________________________________________________________________ Big job Breezy _____________________________________________________ Loud mouth Flunky ________________________________________________ An "E" student

Promote _________To acquire something dishonestly A Bunger......One who never has a pencil of his own A Moocher ________________ One who borrows incessantly Toughie A teacher who will stand for no foolishness Mouser. One who never participates in class discussion Deadhead _---·--·-·---·-···-·---·---·--·------·--···--··----- See Mouser Struggle ___ To drink qui::kly, as a Coca Cola between [ classes Shiner __ An "A" student. A bright fellow or girl Polar Bear ----------------···--------·A haughty girl, a snob A Clipper ___________________________A confirmed class-skipper Bid-Grabber ___One who is always inviting himself [ along on a party

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He had never seen a bill so large in denomination in all his life. Old Solly was afraid to leave his flat. He was afraid to carry the bill, and he couldn't leave it in his flat. He almost lost his mind trying to figure what he could do with it. Old Solly felt like a criminal. The thousand dollar bill didn't belong to him but he couldn't give it up now. The police loomed up before him ... Old Solly couldn't sleep any more now. He saw himself arraigned before the police court, cringing and shivering in the grasp of the law. Then one day it happened. Old Solly was fingering the money for the ten-thousandth time when he heard a banging on the door. Solly stood as if rooted to the floor. He was powerless to move. The hammering grew louder on the door. There came a crash of splintering wood. "They're coming to get me." Solly's throat was parched and his eyes were growing beady. "CRASH!" The door fell before the onslaught and Sergeant Casey of the New York Homicide Squad burst into the room. "Solly!" "Don't shoot!" Solly was hysterical, "Don't shoot! I got the money! I got it! Look!" Old Solly flashed the thousand dollar bill before the astonished eyes of the policeman. "How did you get that?" Old Solly sobbed out the whole story to Sergeant Casey. He left nothing out. The Sergeant burst into a boisterous laugh. "Solly, I came up here because you have been away from your corner for more than a week. The Board of Health impounded your apple EVERYBODY would like to have money. cart and sent me to see what was the matter. I Everybody would like to buy the things he thought sure it was another suicide case!" -Hugh McHugh has wanted for such a long time and never had the money to buy. Little things to make the going easier, you know. PHILOSOPHY IN DEEP YELLOW Old Solly had that money now. Old Solly While others act, I stop to think; Levine, I mean, the apple seller from the WoolWhen venturous leap, behold the brink worth building corner downtown. He found Of circumstance too far for me. it. Found it fluttering along in the downdraft of the gutter. One thousand dollars, and all I pause, I ponder, and am lost. in one piece, too. Old Solly quit work the day At least I never know the cost that he found that bill and ran all the way to Of what has been or is to be. the small flat on- Thirty-fourth Street. -H. McHugh. Money does queer things to some people. The thousand dollar bill kept Old Solly in his flat. The right hand never knows what the left He would take it in his hand and look at it as if he didn't believe it was real. Maybe he didn't. is doing-but it has its suspicions . . . 46

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Dear John, I received you,r letter today, but didn't find the quarter that you owe me on that bet. How about paying up? You've no idea how much I need the money right now. Yesterday I got in a very interesting conversation with a guy that runs a men's store. You know a fellow CQuld make a pile of money by writing a treatise on how to look well without spending a fortune. All the guys in this man's town are united by the common desire to look snappy and the common lack of funds with which to do it. But to get back to the haberdasher. He tells me it won't be nearly so hard to have a variety of outfits this year because everyone is wearing plain coats with odd, checked pants-real flashy checks, the louder the better. And that simplifies matters a great deal. You see, if one has three suits he can so mix them around as to have nine different combinations (Figured it

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LEAVING THE FARM Of course, I'm not complaining, as no doubt it's for the best, They worked the farm for forty years and now deserve a rest. And I wouldn't have them know it that their letter made me sad, For it's up to me to write them and tell them that I'm glad. But it's mighty hard to do it, for it somehow seems to me That home in town won't be the home the old farm used to be. But I guess it's all decided, as they sent a sale bill too, Describing all they had to sell and what they're going to do. Now I'll go back to see the farm when I have time to spare, But it won't be much attraction with a renter living there. Of course, I've fully understood that time was flying fast, And well I've known for many years the old home couldn't last.

I was rather disappointed when I got the morning mail, And read a letter from the folks that said, "We'll make a sale Before the month is ended, as we think that it is best, To move to town and settle down and take a needed rest. We'll sell the farming implements, the horses and the cows, And all the grain that's in the bins and hay that's in the mows, The chickens in the barnyard, the calves and hogs and sheep,The furniture is really all that we expect to keep, For that, of course, we'll have to have, wherever we may go, And we wouldn't want to sell it, for it's part of home, you know." There's lots more to the letter, but I didn't read it through, For it seemed to sort of hurt me, and I got to feeling blue.

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That time was making changes and collection in its toll, But there's something in this news today that seems to touch my soul. 'Tis the fading of a picture that has long been dear to me, The dropping of the curtain on a scene I love to see, The end, perhaps forever, of the old Home on the farm, For it now will lose its sweetness and its fascinating charm. It ne'er again can be the place it was to my old heart, Since fleeting time has brought the day when folks and farm must part. - Jeanne Ellis.

To Deanna Durbin A cascade of silvery notesThe rosebud of music unfolds In a song. -Margaret Gamber.

PRELUDE It is Spring in the Ghetto! How do I know? The days are longer, and The miserable twig I please to call A tree, is covered with pale green buds. And the sky-(where I can see it through The smoke and grime) is bluer. Oh, I know full well it must be Spring Because the pale plant in my window Has ceased to droop so forlornly. And yesterday, what do you think? I heard a sparrow twitter! Surely the sparrow must know. He must have seen the green fields And purple heather, and felt the clean strong wind. Else how co1,1ld he sing? Surely, nothing in the Ghetto is worthy Of Song!-But Spring-Patty Pattison

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DAY DREAMS ... The simple things of every day existence are the things from which we often derive the most delight. The song of the sparrow; the whisper of the wind through a field of wheat, the filmy stuff of which we spin a web of daytime dreams. Day dreams are my most cherished possessions. In my musings I become the person or the thing that I would like to be in reality. My hopes and desires are never thwarted in my day dreams, and my field of action is never limited by the bounds of reality.

RAIN ..• Nothing gives me a greater sense of freedom than walking in a rainstorm. The lashing of the rain seems to whip my spirits to great heights, and the beat of the clean, fresh droplets on my fact buoys my hopes and seems to release all pent-up energies. Especially true is this if it rains at night. The darkness lends a quality of intriguing mystery to each new sheet of swishing water and transforms the world of daytime reality to a vast expanse of unexplored, glistening blackness.

SPRING COMES ... Low whispers murmur through the pale green grasslings. The lull of the breezes is a quaint melody that never sends forth a discordant note. Birds that quivered in the bleak thaw of March send out on wings of song their gay greetings. Bright colors array themselves in the show windows of Nature. The air becomes exhilaratingly fresh and filled with scents of honeysuckle and wild tea-rose. People seem more friendly, more jubilant ... Spring is here at last,

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reverence due to a finely cooked plum pudding! Life is far too short to hurry past these pleasures and ignore them. Take time now to taste the good things you have. SMELLS ... There are two things which I shall never forget and which I shall always associate with my happiest memories: The fresh, clean, earthy smell of Spring's :first coming; and the smell of Engine smoke. The smoke of a puffing railroad giant pulling a heavy load, the labored breathing of a weary behemoth, has for me a delicious savor of tangible, pent up power. It smells of steel and earth and oil. Its sooty mass billows skyward and its unleashed perfume rests forever in my fondest recollections. SAYING WHAT I THINK ... The present day trend seems to run to hyprocracy in this matter of saying what one thinks. It is not polite to express your real opinion, nor to say anything at all discourteous even if the truth. Not for me. If the thing needs to be said, for goodness sakes, say it! In my estimation, the man who says what he thinks to the person about whotn he thinks is worth ten of the fellow who says what he thinks to someone else. -Hugh McHugh

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DINING OUT FATHER phones from the office about five o'clock on a Saturday afternoon and asks how would Mother and the kids like to eat out, as he has cleaned up everything on time and will be out early, and Mother says that will be fine, as she has had a heavy day and has not planned anything for dinner. So Mother collects the kids and starts putting them in the tub, two at a time, which causes much complaint on the part of Johnny who complains he had a bath last Saturday and how would Mother like to have a bath twice in one week, and Mother can not stop to explain it is twice in two weeks because she is busy making Larry stop eating the soap. While he is waiting his turn, Bud remembers he has left his wagon out in the yard, and so he goes out to get it and forgets to put his bathrobe on, and Mother has to run out and catch Bud, and while she is out, Susan stuffs the soap down the drain and the tub overflows. Mother decides that maybe two baths in two weeks is too much, and so she gets the kids out

and dresses little Larry and tells Johnny and Bud and Susan and Ginny to dress themselves, and she struggles into her new corset and puts on the green georgette which Cousin Hildegard bought her. By this time, Johnny has put on his football suit, which he refuses to take off, and Susans wants to wear the blue print which ran in the wash, and Ginny has got on her summer party dress, in which she'll catch her death of cold. When the kids are finally bribed to get into their best, Larry shows up with jam on his shirt front, necessitating a complete change, and when Father gets home, Mother is a nervous wreck. Father, with v1s1ons of a nice, quiet, little hamburger joint, is somewhat taken aback at the array of Sunday finery, and has to take more time out to put on his other suit. When at last the family climbs into the car, the kids begin Round I ,ooo of the Battle for the Back Seat, and then Bud remembers he forgot something, and the family must wait impatiently while he runs upstairs and attends to it, Father

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In spite of the family's help, Father gets the car parked, and the family starts into the Troe, losing Larry in the process, and Father goes back out and finds Larry is playing boats in the gutter with empty match boxes, and he drags Larry back in with the rest. The waiter has to draw up two tables to accommodate the family, and then Larry refuses to sit in the high chair, and Mother says get him a chair and put some books on it, and the waiter tries to find some books and discovers there aren't any books in the place; so Father has to hold Larry in his lap. Johnny orders corn on the cob and apple pie a la mode, and Ginny wants crab meat salad and iced tea, and Mother says they must have the Children's Special, only a half portion for Larry, and Larry says he wants as much as the others, so Father says he will share his with Larry. Mother wants lyonnaise potatoes but she must think of her waistline and Father can't order corned beef and cabbage because Larry will want some, and the whole family goes hungry. Father pays the waiter $9.85 and a 10c tip to carry back almost as much as he carried in.

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Susan insists on a package of mints on the way out, which means mints all 'round, and Johnny takes a handful of toothpicks and swallows one, causing Father to whack him on the back till his hand hurts. Ginny is sick on the way home, which means a cleaning bill in the morning, and Father sighs as he thinks of it. Bud drops a mint down the window sill and makes the window pane jam and stick, which is just $ 2 more, and when they get home, Mother says now she knows what it is like to eat out at the Troe, but she doesn't think she'd like it as a regular thing, and Father says he knows damn well he wouldn't.

Depending on her Is like Leaning against A swinging door. She followed dictates all her years. And never was her life her own Now, to set her free is cruelty, She does not know the way alone.

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The soldiers lined up for the drill All along the window-sill They all stood so tall and thin Brightly colored, made of tin. The General, sitting in his chair, Warned his f oemen to beware. Then, pulling out his small popgun, Laid them low ,--one by one. The enemy gone, the General then Went to sleep as the clock struck ten.

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Honor Roll." "And the green student pondered these sayings and he arose and he shook off the sackcloth and ashes, saying, "Lo, I shall get myself a pad of paper and a stylus and go forth after a few 'A's', for I see that they are to be gotten." And it was even so.

And he spake saying, "Lo, I have partied too much the last marking period. Woe is meand like wise whoa, for my night life is stopped. Father will beat my head on the bathroom floor, for the evil days are upon me." And it was even so. Now there was in that same land another student who passed that way, saying, "Brother, why sittest thou in sack-cloth and ashes with thy face a veritable sour-puss?" And the first student made answer, saying, "Forsooth sir. Hast thou not heard? My marks are low, even as the snake's hips, and I am not able t.o venture forth after the strike of eight." "How gettest thou that way?" responded the passing student. "And likewise where didst thou procure that stuff? For lo, there are good marks to be had. This very marking period I have gone forth and hauled down three 'A's', each

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I HEAR A SINGING "MINE is a large world," he said. "Last Sunday, I walked in the forest. The tranquil breezes played gently with the leafy hair of the trees, and carried their green woods scent far afield. I could hear the birds, and their joyous songs seemed to blend and swell in a glorious chorus that stirred me and touched depths in my heart that I did not know existed there. I could hear the sweet song of the bob-olink, and the full-throated warble of the little song-sparrow, and the shrill cry of the flicker. I heard the whistle of the bobwhite in the brush, and the cheery call of the robin in the nearby orchard. In my mind's eye I could see my tiny friends, fairly bursting with sound as they darted through the branches and flashed through the air in the blue sky above. "Farther on, I came upon a singing stream; a tiny brook that hummed and gurgled as it played its way over the pebbles of the river bed. It seemed to have a lilting melody all its own, and it sang its way into my heart, and set me to humming and whistling all the day long.

"I lay in the cool, sweet grass beside the brook. As I drowsed, the breezes touched upon Nature's very harpstrings and drew forth such a symphony as I had never heard. I shall hear it again next Sunday," he said, "and I shall again 'see' my forest friends, for when I walk with God, I 'see' far better than mortal sense could perceive." And his poor, sightless face lighted with a glow that comes only from the soul, and my blind friend passed on his sightless way. -N. Lyle

God smiled, and on the earth there grew A flower. He laughed, and there throve anew A tree. I think that He was singing when He made this earth and gave it men. For song releases pent-up soul. It knows no bounds1 sets it own goal. Gives wings to words, makes thoughts immortal, It gives a glimpse of Heaven's portal. -N. Lyle.

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PERFUMES The clean sweet tang of ocean air, The woodsy scent of the forest where I wander at the break of day. The gentle hint of the rose's breath, Or the spice of cedar, which lingereth 'Midst memories of yesterday. The pungent bite of burning leaves In autumn, when winding smoke weaves Phantom patterns in the night. The fresh-washed scent that follows rain, Sweet cherry blossoms in the lane The pulses with their smell excite. The wholesome waft of fresh-baked bread, The perfume which the pine trees spread, Rise Heaven-ward. The earthy smell of fresh turned soil; If I could but their passing foil, Their rise retard. Each fleeting scent unlocks the doors Of memory. Each fragrance searches explores The workings of my mind. I treasure smells as one would jewels. And oh! I pity those poor fools Whose noses leave them blind.

TO A CIGARETTE Slaves toil in sunken, rotted fields; In rice-soaked slime; in stinking heat, 1 To reap the filthy, wet soaked yields That form your paper, clean and sweet, 'Neath Smyrna's blistering, arid heat, Ten thousand swarthy natives smirk At far-off millions who would eat And smoke the product of their work. A hundred thousand men I lift

Ears erect; Eyes a-glitter; Forepaws planted; Tail a-twitter. Full of life; Fun galore; Greets me gaily At the door. Word of praise; She's all a-gog. Lives to please me; Just my dog. -Lucille Wayman.

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BALDWIN'S ALPHABET A is the grade at which one should aim,

J is for Johnstone, Bruce and Dick too, Of good guys like these, there are always too few. K is for Kendall, a handsome young lad, And with some good luck, he'll soon be an "Old Grad." L is for Lawler, in athletics a star, He ne'er misses baskets from near or from far. M is for Murrays, both teachers you know, One teaches typing, the other grades low. N is for nights when we study and ponder, Though the moon shines outside and invites us to wander. 0 is for Owens, who came from Racine, We'd mention his girl friend but that would be mean. P is for Physics, but never for German, It stands too for Pratt, for Plumstead and Purman. Q is for questions the teachers all ask, To answer them right is really a task. R is for Rainey, Baldwin's right hand, She's done everything for us but lead the team band.

But if you don't make it, why smile just the same. B is for Biggers, the first name is Bill, It's also for Baldwin but not for old "Hill." C is for Collins and also Don Clark, If we know these fellows, he'll each make his mark. D is for Destiny, that means your fate, And also for high school kids, D stands for Date. E is for Emily, you know the one, To say she's a Walker would be a poor pun. F is for Foley, the broadcasting Boake, He did it for credit and not just a joke. G is for Garfield, Gilbert, and Gunn, And for the old Gym where we've had lots of fun. H is for Hart, who is also the Head, Of nice things about him full many are said. I is for me, it couldn't mean us, But we wrote this between us without any fuss.

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HE radio sounds its warning note in the crusade against Coffee Nerves. "Switch to Roastum" is the cry on all sides. Don't do it! The statistics of some census or other or maybe

it was The Digest Poll, show that it is no trivial matter for a man to toy around with his diet. A man's best friend is his morning cup of coffee. It doesn't get under a man's feet like a dog, and it never, never barks. Mark you, I speak of Case and Sunburn's specifically, and many good brands generally. A good tame draught will give no trouble under normally favorable circumstances. But I don't mean weak. Heaven forbid! Weak coffee never did anybody any good. The fourth Earl of Bollweevil-on-the-Cotton met his untimely death as a direct result of his attachment to weak coffee. The Earl bade goodby to a group of friends one sunny morning; gulped the last spineless drop from his cup; Opened the French windowsand stepped into the courtyard, four stories below. "Roastum" is good. "Roastum" is very fine. It is BEAUTIFUL! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! But I can't drink it because I have been drinking it for years and now my doctor says that I can't drink it because of my nervous condition. I haven't got coffee nerves . . . I'VE GOT "ROASTUM" NERVES! -Hugh McHugh

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AN OPEN LETTER TONow that Spring has arrived and Summer is just around the corner, here are a few "must do's" in your fashion life . . . . . Flowers will be everywhere, every size, color, and variety. You will wear them from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. Instead of the customary belt you will put two dog collars together, the larger the better. You will wear flowered chiffon scarves in your best "Girl Scout" manner with sweaters. On your hands-Bright colored gloves stitched in contrasting colors such as, navy with yellow, brown with light blue, and yellow with green. Pastel suits of Shetland wool are much in evidence. With these, peasant blouses of linen or organdy are "Tops." Heavy perfumes are discarded in favor of light, flowery odors such as, sweet pea, violet, or carnation. It will be worn in your hair, on the palms of your hands, or on the hem of your skirt. This Summer you will dance in linen, chiffon,

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or batiste patterned atter "Scarlett O'Hara." __ Boleros by the score will be worn both day and night. Gaily printed ones for daytime and embroidered organdy for after dark. Before you embarlc on your shoe buying expedition, here are a few pointers . . . . . Heels are higher; you'll be elevated on three inch spikes and like it. This Summer "civilized" shoes must be ignored and bright colored printed linens; Mexican string sandals with cork heels, and high cut toe-revealing ties worn in their place. Your hats will be either very small with veils or very large cartwheel sailors with ribbon streamers down the back. From May to September you will practically live in peasant dresses, small waistlines and very full skirts. With these, Sun bonnets will be worn in your best "Milk Maid" manner. Curls are still to be worn on the "Upward" trend. As for cosmetics, the more natural the better; heavy make-up is to be shunned and Mascara is only used by one when in a "Camille trance." (Please turn to page 66)

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Culottes again this Summer, too, in fact, more than ever before, held up with brilliant-hued suspenders. On the beach you will wear bathing suits patterned after the Hawaiian natives and with your hair tied up in a bandanna. Your accessories are most important and originality counts. If you're smart you'll wear buttons made of corks and tied with yarn, or those of tiny flower pots. Your belts will be padlocked. Your coats, both Spring and Summer, will be collarless and gathered full in the back. Beige coats are worn to best advantage with dark printed dresses. -Rhoda Medbury.

Drug Store Clerk His hair is slicked down; his tie is neat. His "line" is canned-inevitably the same. "Doing lots of studying?" he wants to know if you buy some notebook paper. He tries to look flashy as he throws together a milk shake or a soda. Sex appeal is a chief requirement for the job, owing to the number of feminine high school clients.

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Invariably found in groups of two, three, four, or five, they take up the whole sidewalk as they slowly meander uptown, giggling over inanities. Their clothing varies only a little from the fashions of their set, as do their masculine idols and affected mannerisms.

She openly objects to people who browse around in the store looking at knicknacks and playing with gadgets. If you venture near a counter she will inquire in bored tones if you want something, implying that you'd better want something or else what are you doing at her counter? Then she will follow you, scrutinizing your actions to make sure you aren't a kleptomaniac.

Librarian With a mechanical yet friendly smile she greets you as you return your books. The smile turns to a disapproving frown as you click your new heel plates and strut importantly across the floor. As if for an example, she tiptoes over to return a magazine to the rack.

Taxi-driver He talks with a half smoked "stogie" in his mouth as he tells you how much insurance the company has on its customers; what the new cabs cost and how much mileage there is on them. He relates how fussy some of his women customers are and how much service they demand. He informs you of the latest accident and tells you which are the worst roads in town. In short, he is a taxi-driving statistician. -M. Minding

Tenth-graders A clatter of musical jargon annoys you as you pass a group of "young punks" in a huddle over the harmonicas. It's the between-class-getto-gether.

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Are We Getting What We Need At Baldwin? EDITORIAL ... EMPHATICALLY, YES! Annually there is renewed the argument over what subjects should constitute our school's curriculum. And always there are those ~tudents who think they are getting a "raw de .. " Some think there should be more commercial subjects such as typing, commercial arithmetic, and bookkeeping offered. Then some want more modern languages such as German and Italian. Others believe there is a need for more classical and cultural studies. Granted. The more subjects that are offered, and the wider selection that is given the individual student, the greater the number of people who are pleased.

lectual background and, most important of all, to teach him to think clearly and independently. We admit there are several things lacking in our school that it would be advantageous to have. But we do contend that it carries out its chief mission with a good deal of success. It prepares the student to live a full and prosperous life.

But is it the function of the high school to prepare one for entering a trade or profession upon graduatic,n? Should the high school attempt to turn out, for example, full fledged stenographers? Should it encourage specialization in seniors? We think not. In our estimation this road ends in a mental rut. It is more the duty of the high school to give one an intel-

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CHEM LAB Deep, dark, dank and gloomy place With evil smells and air of mystery fraught With Pock-marked pits of misery on your face Which ages, and your blackened art, has bought. -Hugh McHugh

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rigid personal inventory, not after the student has attained his Senior status. This check-up has been made, I grant you, but it is neither sufficiently thorough nor is its importance stressed enough.

BALDWIN teaches many things in its many classrooms. Within these walls we may learn to dissect the Japanese beetle, speak passable Spanish or French, and figure out any possible future income taxes; but, we do not learn to get along with the person next to us. We have no courses to teach the fundamental principles of human behavior. We, as an adolescent body of humans, are pitifully lacking in the knowiedge of why we cannot get along with others and why we are different from anyone else. We need this. For those who are unable to go to college, this knowledge would prove priceless in the world of industry. For a college preparatory course it would prove invaluable to the student who is entering into a new world of self-dependence.

These are my reasons for my assertions that we are not getting all we need at Baldwin. A strict check-up to weed out faults of character · and a course in Adolescent Psychology to build a firm foundation for that character. These are the things that we must have!

AUTUMN FLOWERS Chrysanthemums for courage They flaunt their banners high Though all the earth be desolate Beneath a leaden sky.

One more thing that we need is the more strict check-up, individually, of the requirements needed for the profession or work that we may take up after graduation. Early in the high school life of the student is the time for a

These flowers blossom not until They're touched by bitter frost. So courage is not proved until We think that all is lost.

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ARE YOU A REPEATER? RECENTLY there was run in a Detroit newspaper a column on pet peeves, and one dollar was paid for each one published. There surely should have been one from some orchestra leader airing his troubles because of the number of "repeaters" that came to him. Perhaps I should explain. A "repeater" is an innocent person with only the best intentions, but one who insists every time that you see him, that you ( the orchestra leader) play his favorite piece. No inatter how old that piece may be, how much you hate it, or how many times you may have done that favor, yet there he is, waiting to hear it because "you play it better than anyone I know." What they really mean to say is that you're the only person they know that's a sucker enough to keep playing it for them. There is a limit to the patience of every musician in spite of those wide "teethy" smiles that make you remark, "How does he play for so many hours and stay in such a good humor?" It's his business to be pleasant, just as it is an opera singer's business to be temperamental.

For that reason, don't expect a band to play five hours of "hot" music and still keep up the good work. Try to make his work easier by merely suggesting that he try a few fast pieces, instead of demanding in a loud voice that he "get hot, and get hot quick." We of the "swing" profession wish to present an orchid to the human who realizes that the musician is also human, and who acts accordingly. --Charles Savage

JUNIOR HIGH KID ..• A timid soul, completely overawed by the big Senior high folks. He avoids the upper halls, meekly staying on the basement and firstfloor levels. By the time he knows his way around safely and is acquainted with his teachers' whims, he has passed into the tenth grade and is in turn ignoring the insignificant Juniorhighers. -Marjory Minding.

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The personnel of the hospital was a model of THE great shining edifice that crowned the efficiency. White-coated orderlies and internes hill was known to the villagers as Greenmoved through the long, quiet corridors with the precision of well trained robots. Soft wheeled tables were propelled down the glossy white lanes by nurses in clean starched uniforms. The operating room was the forbidden chamber to all but a select few of these, and was regarded as a room of mysterious and marvelous deeds by the staff; indeed, by the whole Medical world. Doctor Sherman commanded the respect and The broad white doors of the operating room awe of every individual in Greenview. His swung wide to admit the last case of the day to word was the undisputed law of the institution. go on the table. Doctor Sherman stood beside He was, in the privacy of the staff dining-hall, the steel radium lamp. His face was lined and nicknamed "Hard" Sherman by his co-workers, drawn. The hands of tempered steel, which had but there was admiration in the tone in which it been the mediator between life and death for was spoken. countless thousands, hung poised at his sides. A man of fifty-seven, Doctor Sherman had that quality that defies the years to mark their stamp on the possessor. Love of humanity had guided him to this work, and the same love of humanity rewarded him with eternal youth and bound• less energy. His face brightened as the little girl on the operating table smiled up at him. "Are you the man that's going to make me ~ell?" Her eyes glanced around but saw nothing. "Yes," the doctor said, in a stifled, choked voice, "Yes, I am the doctor, and I'm going to do my very best to make you well and strong again." He looked at the case record that he had read so many times, and a swift cloud seemed to pass over his face. Here was a case that was hopeless. Here was a life that was to be forfeited to the helplessness of man and science. Exasperating anger surged over Doctor Sherman as he grasped his scalpel and bent over the now quiet form of the little child . . . The ward was quiet now. The screams of the child had subsided and only occasional sobs broke the stillness of the room. Doctor Sherman stood in the darkness. His heart welled up and forced the salt tears from his tired old eyes. Silhouetted against the square of dim grayness that filtered into the room, he was like the last human shadow etched against the dying rays of some last sun . . . "Doctor-" The feeble, quavering note floated over to the figure in the semi-darkness. Slowly he turned and glided to the bedside. "Yes . . . Mary?"

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Walter J. Muckenfuss Has no regular occupation. Frankly, not interested in Society News, Sporting Events, Music, Drama, Household Problem• or the tum of World Affairs, Paya no income tax. Unmarried. Hae no children .... Never mastered reading, and left school after two month, in the firat Grade.

Miss Henrietta Sandflower Disappointed in love early in the 19th century, and swore never to touch, eat, or read anything produced by a man or group of men, Lives quite alone, raises all her food in a garden, and makes her own clothee--over and over,

Pete Zylflegl Naturalization papers refused three times, and he has given up. Think, the thirteen colonies did wrong in trying to expand. Hae never ridden in an auto, mobile, and says he would de• cline if invited to do 110.

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hospitals and schools, the two greatest benefits Italy has so far received. These buildings are of the modern type of architecture, thus allowing much more benefit in minimum space. . I hope that I have expressed myself clearly m my attempt to place before you the views of Modern Italy. -Sam Bruni.

SEA-FARMING The Wind has rakes to cultivate the Sea. It round:, its furrows neatly, piling high The white (I think some fertile soil, you see .Because it's soon dissolved--or seems to be) Like men who clutch the soil ingnarled hands And pulverize it in their palms, the Wind Throws sprays of water flying onto strands And roars to see it filtering off the lands. The Wind takes pride in weeding-out the Sea. It keeps its furrows clear, and to the shore It rakes up all the jetsam and debris . . . . The Wind's the one who cultivates the Sea. -H. McHugh.

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Have you ever heard the Night? It speaks to me. It says that I must climb The dizzy heights of thought. Shrieking after me it comes Down the dark road. The stones whirl beneath My tramping feet .... Faster . . faster . . . faster. . . . My mind spinning... . Thoughts whirling... . I shout in ecstasy! Does the Night speak to you? Does the soft whisper Of the twilight Soothe your cares? It murmurs joys and hopes And tells you peaceful things. Its low, lilting voice says Not to mind the raucous Voice of Day. Harsh, screeching, grating Tone of light time . . • Listen to The night time.

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I KNUCKLE DOWN I have to write a theme. I have a good one in mind but I'll have to get comfortably settled before I start to write. The first thing is freedom of movement; so off comes my coat and vest. I guess my tie will be in the way; so off comes my tie. My sleeves rolled up, I settle down to work. I START TO COMPOSE ... This theme is going to be a honey. The plot that I have decided upon is the real McCoy. I can hardly wait to get going. The typewriter ribbon is a bit ragged; so I'll change it before I get started. Boy, if there's anything that I hate it's having to stop right in the middle of a swell story to mess with a typewriter ribbon. Well now, let's see ..• I GET WORK.ED UP ... That is, I'm going to start rolling just as soon as I decide how to start this plot. You know, you've got to do justice to a plot as good as this one. Boy, it's a honey. It's about a fellow who was down in his luck and found a lot of money and then ... no, on second thought I think I'll start this fell ow with a lot of money

and then he'll lose it all in the stock market. Ah, heck . . . I GIVE UP ... Look here, the plot that I had in mind to begin with has gone the way of most of my compositions. I guess there's no use of my trying to write this theme. I wonder whatever became of that theme I wrote last year . . . Here it is. H-mm . . . Boy, this is a honey! -Hugh McHugh

TOR. M. It is Spring again! ( A humble man was buried today) And in the green boughs of the trees The birds hush their twittering. ( U oder the lilies and the green sod A humble man sleeps) He dreams of the white clouds And a brilliant blue sky. He flies with the South Wind To heather-dotted moors. His loved ones mourn. But it is Spring again, And a humble man dreams on . . . -Patty Pattison

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PEOPLE'S PET PEEVES And then Punk Colgrove seems to think We think Bill Biggers should dress in plaid White shoes in winter should be extinct. For "paper wasters" make him mad. Says Jean Carol, "No matter what the weather, But, what's this? There is one dear lad Who has no pet peeve to make him sad? Ski boots and dresses don't go together." Whose mood is always "light and airy-" Roeder Taylor thinks, without any "buts" People that talk "pig-latin" are just plain nuts! Sure enough-it's Bernard Carey! -Doris Bricker and Phyllis Stur Charlie Savage says, "What stirs my blood up If people had more time they would spend Is someone who puts ashes in his coffee cup." more. Time, that is, not money. People have to Persistent women make Dick Irwin moan; have time to make more money. If they had It seems they just can't leave him alone! time, they could make more money, but they Betty Cole, Miss Walker agrees with youwoulp not have time to spend it because they That gum-chewers ought to be taboo. would spend all of their time making more inWhen Bill Seligman hears a banjo play stead of taking time to spend it. Money, I mean. He--well, I guess we'd better not say. Consequently, time without money is just as June Pointer says that boys get her down; bad as money without time, and vice versa. I She certainly has fooled the whole darn town! say this unflinchingly because Time is a very elusive thing, and money is a very elusive thing, And here's a tip to all femalesEddie Horton doesn't like painted finger nails. too; therefore two very elusive things are exactly twice as bad as one. If Time could be Chester Chatfield says, "What in creation wrapped in little packages with a rubber band Is happening to the younger generation? around each bundle like money, then maybe we They drink and dance and even smoke-! could use the money that we spend time to The way they act is sure no joke." make to buy more time with which to make Mr. Civics-Oh, I mean Mr. Murraymore money. Claims that class loafers are his pet worry.

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Joe's Blue Plate Special Yep, I reckon there ain't no place in town sets out as decent food as Joe's Joint. Take Sunday, fer instance. I sez ta myself, I sez, "Pete, old man, how'd ya like to treat yourself to a meal that ain't come off a stingy boardin' house table er out of a dinner pail fer a change?" I'd seen a card in the window announcin' one of his thirty-five-cent plate specials an' so I went on

They was peas, too. Peas an' carrots mixed, like maw used ta fix down home. They kinda reminded me of thrashin' time on the farm when all the women folks 'd get together 'n cook up them big feeds fer the thrashers. 'Course I had coffee, too. Allus do when I go down ta Joe's. He sure knows how to make coffee fit fer a man ta drink, Joe does.

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They was a purty decent salad, too, fur as 5alads go. Most times I don't eat them frilly lettuce affairs they bring ya other places. But Joe 'd fixed up a real he-man's salad-chopped cabbage an sech. Say, Joe's got a sense of humor, he has. He's a reg'lar card. I sez, "Do I get my choice on pie, Joe?" 'n he sez, "Yep, there's the assortment on the menu." So I look it over, startin' with apple 'n clear through the bill list. Then I up 'n sez, "Make it huckleberry." "This is yer lucky day, Pete," he sez. "I'm fresh out of ever'thing 'cept huckleberry. I knowed you'd finally order it, so I give ya yer pick." Well, sir, everyone at that counter jest roared!

Well, sir, Joe seen me the minute I put foot inside the door, an' he calls out kinda sociallike, "Well, if it ain't Pete! How's the old boy today?" "Can't complain a bit," sez I, "How's Cookie?" Anyway's, it seems Joe had fried up a mess of steak an' onions. Great, thick slabs of beef, they was, cooked so tender a baby could a' cut them with his spoon. Then they was mashed potaters with melted butter on top. Joe's got himself one of them electric mashers, and it sure done a beaut of a job on them spuds. Joe knowed I'd order that special when he seen me come in; so he started dishin' me up a plate.

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When I finished eatin', I went over 'n picked up my hat 'n laid my money on the counter 'long side of the cash box. "Keep it, Pete," Joe sez, pushin' it back. "Go get yerself a haircut er somethin', Had an extra supply of food, anyways, and ya done me a favor by helpin' get rid of it." Yep, besides bein' the best hash~linger on the East side, I reckon Joe's the best brother a feller ever had.

Now a similar figure appears over the hill. He, too, carries a bag. The first man addresses the new arrival as he approaches. "Say, Mister, did you see anything of--?" "Your ball?" he interrupts. "There's a Tommy Armour Worthington over in the sand trap. You must have had a terrific hook on your last drive, Buddy. Tough luck." -Marjory Minding.

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The little man is trying to cover ground. He carries a heavy bag over his shoulder as he toils wearily up the hill. His pants are baggy. The sweat pours off his lobster-red face. Can there be no relief from the merciless sun? It seems not. He appears to be searching for something. He scrutinizes the ground as he plods along. The heavy bag he shifts from shoulder to shoulder. Now and then he looks behind him, then resigns himself to resuming his pilgrimage. He seems undecided, vacillating, ... could it be over that way? Would it be more to the right? The possibility passes through his mind that he may have already passed it.

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(Contin,~d from Page 11) bringing music within the understanding of many people. The greatness of Victor Kolar is hidden by his modesty; but after listening to one of his concerts, one realizes that his music expresses his genius much better than words. It is sad, but true, "a Prophet hath no honor in his own country." -Jane Hyde. -Frances Roura.

GREENVIEW EPISODE (Continued from Page 74) "You sound just like my daddy when you talk ... Do you think that you could tell me a story like my daddy does?" "I can try," Doctor Sherman brushed his sleeve quickly across his eyes, "Well, once upon a time there was a Kingdom of Oz. The King of this land was a very good and wise man ... " "My daddy told me about that very same Kingdom." The child's voice was growing weaker. · "One day this wise King was told that there was a great big dragon approaching the gates of the castle ... "

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"Yes?" The little girl's eyes shone with a desperate gleam. The gasping tones told that her small voice was growing feebler. "The dragon demanded that the wise King give the dragon his little daughter, the Princess Mary ... " "Hurry ... " An almost imperceptible whisper now. "The dragon wanted to take the Princess Mary away to his big black cave. No one ever came back from the black cave of the dragon. It just opened up and swallowed any one who went there. The people of Oz called it the Cave of Death ... " The doctor paused, half expecting an interruption. There was none. Slowly, wearily, the man called "Hard" Sherman rose from the bed. Broken, he walked to the end of the white cot. He took the chart from its place and marked the last entry under the heading"Case Record-Mary Sherman." -Hugh McHugh. Diplomacy ... Letting the others have your way ..• The way to grow old gracefully is to apply all your time to the task . . .

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(Continued from page 92) Standard Oil Co., 762 Bowers, Birmingham -·----- 64

Hees voice was lak da Angel, too, Dat Leetla Tony cherubim So small and soft; He never grew.

Sternal, F. E., 408 S. Woodward, Birmingham_ 70 St. Louis Globe-Democrat, St. Louis, Mo. ____ 75 Stroup's Market, Wabeek Building, Birmingham 63 Thurber Service Station, 543 S. Woodward, 73 Birmingham - - - - - - - - - - -Traub Brothers & Co., Washington Blvd. and Clifford, Detroit __________ __ 62 Twin Shop, 160 W. Maple, Birmingham _ _ _ 58 Waite Bros. and Co., Dept. Store, Pontiac _____ 85 Walton's Jewelry Shop, 154 W. Maple, Birmingham - - - - - - - -- - -- - 63 Weaver's Market, 167 N. Woodward, Birmingham _ _ _ _ _ _ _ __ __ __ 5 8 William's Boot Shop, 115 W. Maple, Birmingham 80 Wilson Drug Co., 101 N. Woodward, Birmingham - - - - - - - -- - - -- 77 Winningham Chevrolet Co., 360 S. Woodward, ____ 50 Birmingham --·--------------Wright Kay and Co., 1500 Woodward, Detroit__ 54

An ever' day when I come home My leetla boy hees welcome me; Hees cry "Maria! Poppa's home!" But Winter's tak my leetla boy. Hees could not live een bitter cold. Hees snap lak leetla wooden toy. Hees leetla voice ees never more . . . Hees never kees goodnight again .. Dey carry Tony through the door. Een da grave dey drop heem low An een da hole dey throw da dirt Jus' lak da others een da row.

Leetla Tony died today ... Da beeg black hearse she's come An tak'a heem away ...

Maria's heart she's nearly broke An mine cannot; 'cause mine is lead An we are seemple, common folk . ... An leetla Tony's dead.

Leetla Tony used to seeng Lak da sparrow on the weendowsill Dat used to come mos' ever' Spreeng.

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Aldrich, L. E., Service Station, 175 Southfield, Birmingham ------------------·----------------- 66 Arnold Photographic Studios, Theater Building, Birmingham -----------·---------------------------------------- 41 Bell, S. 0. Wylie, Funeral Director, 820 E. Maple, Birmingham -- ----·- ----------- -------------- 89 Bingham, H. Kenneth, Insurance, 310 W abeek Building, Birmingham -------------------------------- 67 Birmingham Eccentric, 220 N. Woodward, Birmingham 48 Birmingham Fruit and Grocery Co., 124 N. Woodward, Birmingham -·-- -- ------------- 44 Birmingham National Bank, Woodward Ave. and Hamilton, Birmingham __________ ____________ 5 5 Bradway, Judson, Co., Real Estate, 259 S. Woodward, Bloomfield Hills __________ ________________ 87 Breitmeyer's Flowers, Detroit ---·------------------------ 78 Broadfield Organization, Inc., Real Estate, 2 04 5 W. Maple, Birmingham _______________ 84 Brown, Emerson C., Landscape Gardening, 70 Levinson Building, Birmingham Brown-Newton Shop, 1506 Washington Blvd., Detroit ------------------------------------------------------________ 6 2 Buick Sales and Service, 464 S. Woodward, Birmingham ··---------------------------------------------------- 81 Campbell-Ewald Co., Advertising, General Motors Building, Detroit ---------------------------------- 47 Chevrolet Motor Car Co., General Motors Building, Detroit -------------------------- ___________________ 4 3 Cobb, Thomas H., Insurance, First State Bank Building, Birmingham ______________________ 79 Deer's Beauty Shoppe, 350 E. Maple, Birmingham 63 Detroit Creamery Co., Detroit 80-89 Devon Gables Tea Room, Long Lake Road, Bloomfield Hills ---·--------------------------------- 83 Dickinson's Men's Shop, 272 W. Maple, Birmingham ---------------------------------------------------- 70 First Presbyterian Church, 3 88 N. Woodward, Birmingham ----------------------------------------- - - 59 Forster, Henry, Florist, Fisher Building, Detroit _ 65 Graham Motor Car Co., Detroit ________________ 61 Harpur, Inc., Fisher Building, Detroit ____________ 67 Healy, D. J., 256 W. Maple, Birmingham 87 Hedge's Wigwam, 10 and 12 Mile Roads and Woodward ---------------------------------------------·- - - H Howell, Rice A., Insurance, Wabeek Building, Birmingham - - - - - - - ---------------··------------ 64 Huston Hardware Co., 204 N. Woodward, Birmingham ----------------------------------------- ------- 56 Keller Hat Shop, 135 E. Maple, Birmingham 66 Klebba's Book Shop, 308 W. Fourth St., Royal Oak - ---•-------------- -··-------------··- - - 76 Jones, Nelson, Grocer, 534 S. Woodward, 69 Birmingham

LaBelle's Books and Gifts, 13 7 W. Maple, Birmingham ------------------------------·-------- 49 Lancaster Hills Service Station and Golf Course, 12 Mile and Telegraph 56 Lawson and Son, Lumber, 484 Forest, Birmingham -------------------------------------- 6 8 Levinson's Department Store, 132 S. Woodward, Birmingham ---------------------------------·----------- 7 6 Marguerite's Beauty Salon, 132 N. Woodward, Birmingham - --- - - -----···--------------------- 71 Matthew's Tailor Shop, Cleaners and Dyers, 206 Briggs Building, Birmingham ____________________ 77 Maxwell Farms, Creamery, 252 Pierce, Birmingham 84 McBride Hardware Co., 116 S. Woodward, Birmingham _ 79 McBride's Tea Room, 124 W. Maple, Birmingham -------------····-·---·- - - - - - - 50 McCarthy Barber Shop, 119 E. Maple, Birmingham - ---··---·-------·-····------------- 68 McClellan Feed&: Salt Co., 153-55 S. Woodward Ave., Birmingham --·-··-·-·······---------·-·--···---·--- 4 8 McKee Service, 1104, 264 and 511 Woodward, Birmingham ····----·--·----------------- 84 Milgrim, Inc., Fisher Building, Detroit 49 Milks, Robert B., Service Station, 186 S. Woodward, Birmingham - ·-·-·-------·-- - ·--- ···---- 71 Miller, W. H., Plumbing and Heating, 259 E. Maple, Birmingham ----·-··-----------·---- ···--·--- 73 Moulthrop Supply Co., E. Maple, Birmingham ____ 72 Mulholland, F. J., Co., 233 N. Woodward, Birmingham -----·-·--·----------··--·---------44 New York Herald Tribune ----··----·----·- ·- -··---- 45 Oldershaw Motor Sales, 479 S. Woodward, Birmingham - - - - -- - --··--····--· 57 Olmsted and Wood, 234 N. Woodward, Birmini;ham 72 Olsen's Market, 120 S. Woodward, Birmingham __ 66 Original Little Flower Shop, 8200 Second Blvd., Detroit 51 Osborne, E. W., Sales and Service, 808 S. Woodward, Birmingham 53 Parmenter, Florist, 159 W. Maple, Birmingham __ 69 Peck, Charles R., Sons, The, 108 S. Woodward, Birmingham ··----------·-··-----··-·-·------·--------- - 52 Pontiac Motor Car Co., Pontiac ____________________ 90 Publix Stores, near Royal Oak Theater, 63 Royal Oak Rogers, S. C., Sporting Goods Co., 24,-26 E. Lawrence, Pontiac_____ 66 Rollins Co., The, 36 W. Adams, Detroit -··-· -· 86 Sara's Beauty Salon, 205 E. Maple, Birmingham 68 Schettler Drug Co., 100 S. Woodward, Birmingham 85 Sfire Brothers, 180 W. Maple, Birmingham 78 Shain's Drugs, 105 W. Maple, Birmingham 52 Sheridan, J. H., 256 S. Woodward, Birmingham 68 Sinclair and Co., Paint and Glass, 142 W. Maple, Birmingham 82 (For Continuation See Page 89).