yf»n.yiL^y 7y-Jo:v^^5 PFH*r?Y tf'f yyvv j University of Illinois HIGH SCHOOL LIBRARY rra^rrau^cray^rajQCS^ FOR REFERENCE Do Not Take From This Room /\ MWa^lAv Qv\\\~¥r Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign http://archive.org/details/ui1930univ j2> O >' Umbersrttp ^|tgf) ikljool Annual Cfje Mentor Class June, 1930 Volume Mint UMVERS1TV r-r •■ ! v ^OIS fjfGrj sCiiovu LiSHART ^Hntoersttp of Slltnoisi J|tgf) ^cljool Urfaana, Hlllinots UfiiVchollY H. S. LIBRARY. TO OUE ADAH SEE, INSTRUCTOR, FRIEND WILBUR E. HARNISH WE DEDICATE THIS BOOK AS A TOKEN OF APPRECIATION AND ESTEEM FOREWORD The class of 1930 presents this annual in the hope that it will not only bring you present pleasure, hut that in the future it will serve to remind you of the happiest of your school ex- periences. The editing staff wishes to thank Miss McHarry, Mrs. Ruess, and the art classes for their splendid work, and the members of the school for co-operation which has made possible the publica- tion of the 1930 IT and I. The Staff IN MEMORIAM CHARLES ERNEST CHADSEY Dean of the College of Education University of Illinois OUR DIRECTORS CLASSES AS WE KNOW THEM FRANCES WILSON History "Her voice was ever soft, gentle, and low — an excellent thing in woman." VELMA KITCHELL Music "Hote her fingers went when they moved over the ivory keys." H. H. BRAUCHER Industrial Arts "So much one man can do. that does both act and know." R. T. GREGG Industrial Arts "There is a way of rising in the world — by one's own industry!" GERTRUDE HENDRIX Mathematics "It must be done like lightning!" J. R. BYERLEY Science "Books must follow science, not science books." MABEL HAGAN Commercial "By time and toil we sever what strength and rage could never." EVALENE SULLIVAN Librarian "To please in everything is her desire." LIESETTE JANE McHARRY English "How well she acted all and every part." L. W. WILLIAMS Principal "ATI people said he had authority." W. E. HARNISH Science "Hit the nail on the head." WILLIAM HABBERTON History "A rhapsody of words." HELEN TAYLOR Mathematics "There are occasions and causes why and wherefore in all things." ALICE JACOBY English "Let us then be up and doing." FLORENCE RUESS Art "Art is difficult, transient is her re- ward." MARIE J. BOYSEN Latin "Knowledge is power — nam et ipsa seientia potestas est." DORLES STUTZMAN English "Her charm, her understanding to di- rect is known to all." J. M. HARVEY French "And gladly would he lerne and gladly teche." C. E. FOUSER Music "To blow in, not to play on the flute; you must move the fingers." ANNA BELLE ROBINSON Home Economics "The mildest manners and the gentlest heart." DR. LYTLE Mathematics "A man made up of qualities that meet or make great occasions." DR. PAUL English "There is not less wit nor invention in applying rightly at thought one finds in a book, than in being the first author of that thought." ROBERT PAUL BACON "bob" Champaign High School University High School, one year "He is not dead; but sleeps." Senior Play; Senior Play Com- mittee. ROBERT FRANCES BOURNE "kay" St. John's High School, Scranton, Pennsylvania University High school, three years •■From the crown of her head to the sole of her foot, she is all mirth." Girls' Glee Club JEAN BULL University High School, four years "Her charms strike the sight, and her merit irins the soul." Literary Editor; Senior Play Committee; Class Secretary; Girl Reserve Secretary; Thim- ble Theatre Guild; Orchestra; Boys' Glee Club, Accompanist; Senior Invitation Committee; Class Prophecy. KATHARINE CALLEN University High school, four years "Never idle a moment." Circulation Editor; Thimble Theatre Guild; Girl Reserve; Class Will. DOROTHY HELEN CATHERWOOD University High School, four years "Her smile is like the dawn." Senior Play Committee; Girl Reserve; Piano Solo. ELETA HUNT DALLENBACH "SKEETERS" University High School, four years "As merry as the day is long." Thimble Theatre Guild; Senior Play Committee; Girl Reserve; Vocal Solo. BARBARA DODGE "babs" Urbana High School University High School, three years "This poor little one-horse tonn.'' ANDREW S. DRAPER "ANDY" University High School, four years "You are uneasy; you never- sailed with me before. I see." Joke Editor; Senior Play; Sen- ior Play Committee; Thimble Theatre Guild; Orchestra; Class History. CATHERINE GREGORY University High School, four years "Grace was in all her steps. Heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love." Thimble Theatre Guild; Pro- gram Chairman; Girl Reserve; Senior Play Committee; Class President; Welcome. JOHN R. GUMS "johnny" University High School, four years "The wrong way seems more reasonable." Snapshot Editor; Senior Play; Senior Play Committee; Thim- ble Theatre Guild; Boys Glee Club; "The Valiant;" Class Treasurer; Class Will; Oper- etta. MARGARET WALKER JONES "MARGIE" University High School, three years "A smile for every joy, A tear for every sorrow." Tmible Theatre Guild, Secre- tary; Girl Reserve, President; "The Valiant;" Class Secre- tary; Senior Invitation Com- mittee; Class Prophecy. JANET LUZON MACINTIRE University High School, four years "Better late than never." Thimble Theatre Guild; Mem- bership Chairman; Girl Re- serve; Class Poem. JOSEPHINE ROSE M ALLOY "JO" Champaign High School University High School, one year "It would talk; Lord, how it talked." MARGARET JANE M'CASKILL "MARGIE" I'niversity High School, four years "She is pretty to walk with, And nitty to talk with. And pleasant, too. to think on." Society Editor; Senior Play; Thimble Theatre Guild; Girl Reserve, Social Chairman ; Class Vice-President ; "Faraway Princess;" Girls' Glee Club, President; Operetta. JACK McNEVIN University High School, four years "Whistle, and she'll eome to you." Editor-in-Chief; Senior Play; Thimble Theatre Guild; "Rosa- lie;" Boys' Glee Club; Class Prophecy; Operetta. REVA FLEDDIA MYERS Champaign High School University High School, two years "On with the Dance! let joy be unconftned." THEODORE FREDERICK NEWCOMB "ted" University High School, four years "Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat. And therefore let's be merry." THEODORE PARMELEE "TED" University High School, four years "Although he had much wit. He was very shy of using it." Art Editor; Senior Play; Senior Play Committee; Thim- ble Theatre Guild; "The Val- iant;" Commencement Com- mittee; Hatchet Oration. ' ELIZABETH WALKER PROVINE "BETTY" University High School, four years "But to see her was to love her, Lore but her and love for- ever." Senior Play; Senior Play Com- mittee; Thimble Theatre Guild; Girl Reserve, President, Service Chairman ; Senior Invi- tation Committee. JEAN ROBERTSON University High School, four years "Deeds, not words." Commencement Commit- tee; Thimble Theatre Guild; Girl Reserve; Senior Play Committee; Girls' Glee Club, Vice-President ; Operetta. HELEN LOUISE SHIELDS Maroa High School, Decatur, 111. University High School, one year "With a smile always on her lips." OPAL LAVON SMITH Sidney High School University High School, one year "Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life but needs it and may learn." BARBARA STRAUC'H University High School, four years "Darkly, deeply beautiful." Thimble Theatre Guild; Girl Reserve; Girls' Glee Club; "The Faraway Princess;" Senior Invitation Committee; Operetta. ROBERT C. STOUT"kob" University High School, four years "A man diligent in his busi- ness." Senior Play; Senior Play Com- mittee; Business Manager of U. and I. PRESTON HEATH TIITTLE "presto" University High School, four years "1 am not only witty in myself, but the cause that wit is in other men." Senior Class President; Com- mencement Committee; Senior Play; Thimble Theatre Guild, President; "The Faraway Princess;" Boys' Glee Club; Track; Extemporaneous; Senior Play Committee; Oper- etta; Hi-Y. ETHEL JEAN WAITS Evanston High School University High School, one year "I am nothing if not critical." ROBERT B. WATSON "hob" University High School, four years "Comb down his hair; look! look.' it stands upright." Senior Play; Senior Play Com- mittee; Thimble Theatre Guild; Hi-Y, Secretary-Treas- urer; "The Valiant;" Class Treasurer; Farewell. EVELYN GRACE WEBER "i.ynn" University High School, four years "My library Was dukedom large enough." Commencement Commit- tee; Girls' Glee Club; Oper- etta. AFFRA WEDDING Urbana High School University High School, two years "Is she not passing fair.'" FRANCES LORETTA WESSELS "dimples" University High School, four years "Her voice was ever soft, gentle, hue." Girl Reserve; Girls' Glee Club; Operetta. ROBERT DEAL "bob" Springfield High School University High School, two years "The mirror of all courtesy." ROBERT ARTHUR GOPEL "bub" East Orange High School, East Orange, New Jersey University High School, one year "A man of mark." Senior Play Committee; PAULINE HUFFORD C'erro Gordo High School, Cerro Gordo, Illinois University High School, one-half year "She studies to be quiet." WILLIAM ROSS "niix" Champaign High School University High School, one year "Witty from the top of his head up." KATHARINE WHITE "kate" Champaign High School University High School, one year "I am sure care's an enemy to life." Senior Play; Girls Glee Club; Operetta. ERWIN ALYN WHITNAH "whit" Champaign High School University High School, one year "I thus neglecting worldly ends, all dedicated To closeness, and the bettering of my mind." Sport Editor; Basketball; Track. JOHN H. ROTHGEB "mighty" East Orange High School, East Orange, New Jersey University High School, one-half year "To be strong is to be happy" U AND I STAFF Jack McNevin Editor-in-Chief Robekt Stout — Business Katharine Callen — Circulation John Gums — Snaps Jean Bull — Literary Theodore Pakmei.ee — Art Eleta Dallenbach — Calendar Andrew Draper — Jokes Margaret McCaskill — Soc'u ty ON, TO THE NEXT FIELD We are harvesting the grain of life, The golden grain of knowledge and pride. We have reaped from four successive fields ; Many others await our scythes. The first field was the most severe — The grain was high and green and coarse. But in the next our hands grew quick ; Our scythes waxed sharp and keen. The crop beyond was tall, But we moved smoothly, more easily through. We perceived the joy of conquering the task, As we viewed the last of the grain. And now that our reaping is done, In a spirit of joy we turn hack again To number our sheaves. Is the grain all cut? If it is, then on ! To a merited rest. Bid youth is a time for work. We may rest when our hands are slow. The horizon shows countless fields of grain ; We cannot rest. We must go on. Janet Macintire CLASS HISTORY .Splash, splash, gurgle! A dripping freshman dashed out of the locker room, down the hall, and out the south door. Leaving a trail of water behind him. He, my friends, was one of us, a proud member of the class of 1930. In spite of such torment, we, the freshmen, hack in 1927, had a very successful year. The results of our first class election were: Catherine Gregory, president; Robert Watson, vice president; Edmund Dillon, secretary and treasurer; with Miss Taylor and Miss Duguid for advisers. A notable achievement of our freshman year was the reviving of the school newspaper, "The Tiny Illini." The inexperienced freshman basketball team lost to the sophomores in the class tournament. We were scheduled to give a party for the school, on April Fool's Day. Alas, as the time drew near, it was found that the class finances were in a sad condition. There could be no orchestra. However, we surmounted that ob- stacle by borrowing a phonograph for the occasion. By the time we had re- signed ourselves to the tyrannies of the upper-classmen, summer had come with its much needed vacation. By the next fall the worm had turned. Now we were sophomores who smiled broadly at the new, dripping freshmen, the class of '31. For officers the sophomores chose William Schultz, president; Ralph Pratt, vice president; Robert Watson, secretary; and Helen Catherwood, treasurer. Messrs. Schultz and Alter acted as able advisers. By the junior year the class of '30 were beginning to know a lot. This was shown in one way by the very capable officers they chose. Edmund Dillon was president; Katherine Callen, vice president; Jean Bull, secretary; and -John Gums, treasurer. Mr. Harvey and Mr. Habberton advised. The president appointed a class pin and ring committee and a hop committee, and soon rings, pins, and hops were much in evidence. Soon afterwards we gave a "dee-light- ful" Thanksgiving party. All these early activities made quite a drain on the treasury. Ways to raise money had to be thought of. Of course, the one sure method, the candy sale, was used. Also, under Miss Foley's direction, we made a great success of "The Copperhead." Then, as a climax, came the banquet given by us for the Seniors. This last year has seemed the shortest of all. Under the direction of Miss McIIarry and Miss Stutzman things have gone off smoothly — the Rummage Sale, the Hallowe'en party, the Senior play, and the U and I. Our last request is that we may come back and do something, anything, in the new gymnasium. Andrew Draper '30 Page Sixtt < n COMMENCEMENT CALENDAR Parent-Teachers and Class Day Banquet Thursday, May 29, 6 P. M. High School Gymnasium President's Welcome ........ Preston Tuttle Parents' Response ......... Mrs. Lehman Class History . . ....... Andrew Draper Class Poem Janet Macintire Class Will ....... Katherine Callen, John Gums Class Prophecy . . . Jean Bull, Margaret Jones, Jack McNevin Hatchet Oration ........ Theodore Parmelee Junior Response .... ..... John Anderson Music Orchestra, Boy's Glee Club Baccalaureate Sermon Sunday, June 1, 8 P. M. High School Gymnasium Processional Orchestra Invocation Reverend Stephen E. Fisher Chorus, "Thanks Be To God" Dickson, O'Shea Scripture Reverend Stephen E. Fisher Vocal Solo — "My Task" Ashpord Margaret McCaskill Sermon .......... Reverend Paul Burt Benediction Reverend Stephen E. Fisher Commencement Thursday, June 5, 8 P. M. High School Gymnasium Processional ........... Orchestra Invocation Reverend J. W. Malone Welcome Catherine Gregory Commencement Address ....... Oscar F. Weber Assistant Professor of Education Vocal Solo — "Lilies of Lorraine" ........ Grey Eleta Dallenbach Farewell Robert Watson Girls Sextet — "Springtime" Wooler Presentation of Diplomas ...... Walter Scott Monroe Acting Dean of The College of Education Presentation of American History Award Representative of The Daughters of the American Revolution Benediction Reverend J. W. Malone Page Seventeen WELCOME It is when the end of a happy experience approaches that we begin to turn retrospective eyes to the days that marked the beginning of that happiness. So it is that we, the Class of 1930, about to leave this school which has become so dear to us, are now looking over the four years of fellowship and friendship which we truly believe to be characteristic of our school. In considering the years which we are reluctant to say farewell to tonight, we have happy memories of our awkward freshman blunders, our sophomore pride, our junior seriousness, and our senior ambition. These are the four pic- tures of our sojourn here — yet, the four are one. And that one picture be- comes a cherished dream of a distinct part of our lives which we are about to commemorate in these services tonight. As we think of the past our thoughts turn to the future. This occasion is a portentous one to us — leading to unknown avenues. Unknown avenues, the challenge to youth! We begin our journey tonight with all the joy and courage of young-people looking forward to that which lies beyond. We see the avenues of life before us. One is marked "Fame." Yes, a few of us will tread this road, the highway of adventure and achieve- ments, while the rest of us applaud. We see another avenue — one marked "Fortune," the road which leads to an abundance of this world's goods. Every- one cannot travel the roads of "Fame" and "Fortune." But stretching be- fore us all is the beautiful avenue marked "Friendship — Service — Happiness." On this highway, we can all travel, with just the joy of living in our hearts. We are happy to share our hopes and ambitions with you, our friends and parents, who have borne so kind an interest in our past progress. We shall en- deavor to make our futures worthy both of you and our school. In behalf of the Senior Class of 1930, I welcome you to this 9th Annual Commencement of University High School. Share with us tonight our joyous anticipation of the future ! Catherine Gregory THE CLASS WILL As we, the Class of '30, have reached the highest position possible in a high school education before our triumphal entry into one of a larger scope, it gives us undue pleasure to present to the struggling mass of lower classmen a few of our treasured possessions. I, Bob Bacon, bequeath my perfect line of "cuss" words to a sedate freshy. I, Jean Bull, do, with all confidence in the receiver, will my love for walking home in A Hudson to Edith Lytic. I, Katherine Bourne, leave my collection of books, "The Art of Speaking Spanish" to Virginia Huff. I, Katharine Callen, will my line "have you bought your annual" to John Robert Edmonds. I, Helen Catherwood, bequeath my musical talent to Virginia Wood. I, Eleta Dallenbach, leave my art of making wise cracks where angels fear to tread to Dolly Carson. I, Robert Deal, must leave Mary M. Oldham and Elinor Wilson to Clarence Tarpley. Page Eighteen I, Barbara Dodge, will my peculiar affinity for bare legs to Elizabeth Piekels. I, Andrew Draper, leave my experience in navigation of the seven seas, both in story and actual life, to William Rapp. 1, Robert Gopel, bequeath my great checkered knickers and red cravat to a short "soph." I, Catherine Gregory, wish to leave my winning smile to Robert Hursh. I, John Gums, will my jovial expressions and sweet disposition to Dennis Houlihan. 1, Margaret Jones, will my excess of original ideas to Barbara Ruth. I, Margaret McCaskill, bequeath my art of posing to Cornelia Burge. 1, Jack McNevin, leave my drastic diversion, divine dancing, and domi- nant determination to John Anderson. I, Janet Maclntire, will my natural curiosity to Joe Wooters. 1, Josephine Malloy, bequeath my "home beauty aids" to Margaret Leh- man. I, Reva Meyers, will another "and a" to the public speaking class. I, Theodore Newcomb, leave five lessons in flying to be given by C. A. Lind- bergh to Mrs. Wilson. I, Theodore Parmalee bequeath my artistic ability and "ex-art" knowledge of History to Dick Little. I, Betty Provine, leave my "je ne sais pas" in French class to Sally Carnahan. I, William Ross, will my big brown eyes to anybody who has green ones to exchange. I, John Rothgeb, bequeath my hefty physique to Delbert Harms. 1, Jean Robertson, leave my half grown "wig" to anyone who wishes it. I, Louise Shields, will my long eyelasbes to Nita Jane Lanham. I, Opal Smith, leave my "Palm Olive" complexion to Gladys Stout. I, Robert Stout, bequeath my shiny Chrysler to Walter Draper. 1, Barbara Strauch, will my art of drawing profiles during French class to Marcella Clifford. I, Preston Tuttle, leave my weakness for the Hula Hula dames of the South Sea Isles to Robert Buswell. I, Ethel Jean Waits, do sincerely will my calming effect on the faculty to Mary Edna Colby. I, Robert Watson, leave "My Date Book" to Charles Shepherd. I, Evelyn Weber, hope my good "rep" with the teachers will luckily land on the cranium of Martha Smith. I, Affra Wedding, will my ' ' Queen of Sheba ' ' stare to Claire Weber. I, Frances Wessels, leave my quiet, modest, and reserve ways to Mar- guerite Dolch. I, Katherine White, will my art, ability, and tact to all the junior girls. (A lucky break) ! I, Erwin Whitnah, leave my ability of being graduated prematurely by L. W. W. to Mary Jane Carter. On the first day of June in the year of our Lord, 1930, we do firmly affix our signatures and seals to the above document ; and on said date all property mentioned in said Will shall change hands without further procedure of law. SIGNED : Katherine Callen John Gums Page Nineteen CLASS PROPHECY It's Indian summer. The thin, fine, frosty air exhilarates and thrills one. Along a narrow road comes a man in the prime of life. He is deep in thought, bent over slightly as though alert to the farewell sounds of summer. Arriving at a crossing of roads, he stops and glances absently at the sign. A woman, coming along the intersecting road, looks at him intently. At first she is puzzled. A light of recognition flashes across her face. Approaching the man, she touches his arm and asks, "This is Mr. McNevin, I believe?" Aroused from his dreaming, the man looks at her and bows, "I am, madam, and you — . " He stares at her helplessly as he tries to recall the name. The woman smiles, and says, "Where is your memory, Jack? It was al- ways the best in the classes in Uni High days! Don't you remember a certain Margaret Jones?" "What, uh, not Margie? Why how wonderful this is! Uni High was, for a moment, far from my thought. I have seen no-one in that class for a very long time, have you?" "Not for several years," replies his friend, "But I've often thought about Preston Tuttle, and Betty Provine, and Andy Draper, and Jean Robertson. I should like to know what has happened to them." "I should too, and I have an idea — a rather splendid idea of a way to find out. Have you heard of Mother Ursula who lives in the woods over there? She claims to know all about these things. Would you like to go with me to see her?" "Love to, but we needn't believe her unless we want to." Silently they start off, trying to remember the members of their old high school class. It is not long after entering the wood that they came to the witch's hut. After knocking, they enter to find the old woman studying out of a huge tome. "Mother Ursula," Margie says, "We have come to find out about our old classmates at Uni High who graduated with us in 1930." Mother Ursula looks slowly from her book, and answers in a thin voice, "I can tell you nothing unless you believe every word I say." "Oh, we will," says Jack, easily. The old witch takes, from a pocket in her cape, a round crystal. Making signs over it, she at length begins to recite the destinies of our old friends in a dull, expressionless voice : Preston Tuttle is the new king of the South Sea Islands. You see, he went down there and so impressed the islanders by driving out the missionaries and by his amazing ideas of civilization that they took him in. The prime minister, crazed by Preston's singing, tried to assassinate him; but everything seems quiet now. Janet Macintire was an actress in the Poseyville Musical Comedy Wonders until she came in late to rehearsal for nine times straight. Ted Newcomb is still telling people that there aren't such things as air- plane accidents and that the newspapers just write up the stories for good head- line material. Between speeches, he writes to Mrs. Wilson, informing her that he stands for bigger and better battleships. Opal Smith has returned to Sidney to educate the promising young citizens of that famous and estimable burg in the art of photography. Page Twenty Bob Stout is an auto racer. He maintains that a Chrysler can beat a Lincoln any day. And when Bob drives it, it can. Ethel Waits is a bio; debater. She takes the negative on every debateable question. Helen Catherwood is preparing for a Star Course career by teaching piano and mouth-organ culture to the Siberian Eskimos. Erwin Whitnah is the noisiest catcher in the Twilight League, and, of course, he runs a second-hand "Gent's Furnishings" on the side. Jo Malloy is modeling dresses for the Sidney General Store. The country swains are quite taken by Jo's charms. Margaret McCaskill is still trying to decide which of her abilities to de- velope. She doesn't know whether to be a Galli Curci, an p]thel Barrymore, a Suzanne Lenglen, or a simple housewife. She has plenty of chances for all, especially the latter. Catherine Gregory is the president of a woman's college, which was estab- lished along the banks of the Yukon River for the education of half-breed Indians. John Gums has followed up his natural qualifications and is the worst taxi driver in Chicago. He is still driving an old Studebaker with a fascinating horn. Jean Bull now writes the lyrics for most of the "blues" songs, and works nights at Butcher and Carver's Child Clinic in the dietetics department. She has recently received the famous Eatem medal for distinguished menus. Margaret Jones is conducting the Girl Reserve Club of Kabul, Afghanistan. Her leadership has made the club the most progressive organization in the East. Romance entered Margie's life when the Prince of Wales visited Afghanistan and fell in love with her. Bob Bacon is a buyer for the Jos. Kuhn Co. It is reported that Bob retains his love of orange apparel and that the store has more orange shirts, socks, and sweaters than any other in Illinois. Ted Parmelee is another easy one. Of course, he's living in Greenwich Village painting pictures in a smock and a cute little beret. He's trying to get a job painting covers for the High Life Magazine. I can't say exactly what Barbara Dodge is doing at present. Some reports say that she is posing for a bathing-suit company, while others state that she is swimming the Sea of Okhotsk, but you may be sure that she is still collecting jewelry. Jack McNevin makes daily trips to the insane asylum in vain attempts to sell his scenarios. Reva Myers is the head snake-charmer of a troupe of players which has a circuit of Punkdale (she gets down to see Jack occasionally), Bugtown, Cherry Corners,, Beetleburg, and Friendsville. Kathryn Bourne is a married woman and there are nine little blondes decorating her doorstep. Katharine Callen has given her life to a chemical occupation. She is getting real data on the effect of nicotine on English sparrows. Bob Watson is a big hair tonic manufacturer. Bob took pity on the poor birds who were not endowed with locks like his. Evelyn Weber has carried out her domestically-inclined career by accepting the position of chef on the "Jenny," a cattle-boat which plies back and forth across Great Salt Lake. Dick Ensign stuffs animals for the Dodunk High School biology laboratory. Page Tiventy-one Pauline Hufford is trying to reform ;i particularly vicious tribe of can- nibals in Madagascar which I should consider ;i very uncomfortable job. Bob (io)iel is ;i near great. He piloted the Fniversity High School basket- ball team to a county championship and to the position of runner-up for the state tournament. Three cheers, sez we. Eleta Dallenbach is making a fairly profitable living by endorsing Lemon- Squash Shampoo. You can see her titian head in most any dime novel you pick up. Betty Provine is New York's most prominent interior decorator. At pres- ent, she is furnishing Mrs. Algernon Diddle 's new country home in a most charming manner. One half is very severely modernistic, while the other is furnished with remnants of the Stone Age. •lean Robertson is the president of the Rummage Sales Association of Armenia. You may be sure that Jean is holding down her end of the job. Barbara Strauch is carrying on the good work by taking over a Gifte Shoppe at Quincy. Now, she is traveling in the Zulu Islands for interesting little knick-knacks with which to gyp her patrons. Frances Wessels is making a comfortable living by clipping coupons and receiving free samples. Bob Deal is the leader of the Mayview Pig Club. Billy Ross is the head bell-boy at the Ritz and is receiving considerable at- tention from the manager because of his excellent service and infinite ambition. Katharine White is still breaking hearts, and, we must admit, rules. Well, you've guessed Andy Draper's fate. Andy is building a Leviathan sailboat to run the rapids of Niagara Falls. If that fails, he can get a good butler job. He looks so elegant in tails. Ceasing to speak, the old witch puts the crystal in her pocket, and becomes absorbed in her book, without once looking up at her visitors. ''Oh, thank you," nod the two, and depart hastily with smiles on their lips and a touch of reminiscing sadness in their eyes. Jean Bull, Margaret Jones, Jack McNevin HATCHET ORATION We meet tonight in solemn council for the passing of the Hatchet, an act symbolic of the passing of the senior class of University High School and of the assuming of responsibility by the juniors. We, the tribe of '30, having worked here for four long years, must now prepare to pass on into the land across the Boneyard. Many Autumns ago we started our labors in this wigwam and now stand as mighty warriors, tried by tire against that age old tribe called "Faculty." In these years we have at- tempted to copy the greatest of the warriors ere they crossed the rushing Bone- yard and passed into that land called University. For three winters we have watched you juniors. Long ago, as timid fresh- men, afraid of those elder, fiercer sophomores, you came into this cam]). Then we speculated as to who would be the up and coming of you. As juniors we watched you struggle, trying to discipline the freshmen. You were only little sophomores needing help from the class of '30. Now that you seem to be quite competent, able and wise in all your judg- ments, we consider you as members of this, mightiest of councils, capable of Page Twenty-two assuming all the cares and worries which haunt a senior. We therefore feel that we now may pass happily into that land across the Boneyard. Late last spring the passing seniors, members of the tribe of '29, gave into our care a rusty Hatchet, nicked and scarred from many conflicts, but with blade still sharp despite hard usage. Now in passing it to you we must leave some last directions. Use it wisely, don't fare forth to needless combat. Use it to uphold your rights as seniors. Use it to protect the freshmen from the wild and woolly sophomores. Use it to pound some wisdom into the pates of unwilling students. Lastly and most important, don't chop up the Library furniture else sachem Lewis, decked out in his fiery war-paint may have pow wow, in his office, with the members of the class of '31. Theodore Parmelee, '30 JUNIOR RESPONSE Many times this traditional ceremony has been enacted, and yet you would not have remembered this fact had I not recalled it to your minds. Even now you will not remember the content of previous replies to the Hatchet Oration. "Why then," may I ask, "should other thoughts be added to this forgotten group?" My answer is that it is tradition. I add my words, hoping that they will be remembered by sound and that I may express the thoughts and feelings of my classmates. In behalf of the junior class, I accept from the senior class the Hatchet, the symbol of power. Now that we, the junior class, possess this power, we shall use it to influence the attitude of the school upon many questions. Even though we did not choose to use our influence, our actions would be the ex- pression of our opinions upon these questions. Truly, it is a weighty respon- sibility which the senior class has placed upon us. Depending upon our ability in achieving the ends we desire to attain, we shall merit the scorn of approbation of those about us. Whether we shall succeed we do not know; but we do know that we will conscientiously en- deavor to scale the lofty peaks of our ideal. Our way will be rough, but we have the Hatchet, symbol of power, to give us strength. It is with this attitude that we accept the Hatchet and begin our climb. This is the beginning. May we succeed ! J. M. Anderson '31 Page Twenty-three FAREWELL ADDRESS The hour is fast approaching when we seniors are to receive our diplomas. We are to be graduated. For the last time as seniors, we look through our memory hook. On the first page we find our entry as freshmen students into University High School. In the subsequent pages we find day after day, week after week of hard study- ing all tending toward this goal, graduation. Through all these pages we discover suggestions put there by the teachers — suggestions to help us out of difficulties, to hold us on the right track. These relieve the pages of their monotony; put a little spice, a little variety, into them. Some of the com- ments are, perhaps, critical, but always friendly. But scattered through the book, a pa<, r e here and a pa*». "*> When tired sailors drop their oars, »^ £\* And tears will come and rain regret. ^ • ^v* ** if Then glad we'd turn our barks about, t .1 If downward tides were not so rude, .**» And struggling seek the calmer waves, C,, -~>J And olden, joyous solitude, K ("\ Where castles rose on every cloud, r ' r \ And all the isles with gems were starred, }—. ^-* Where gates of wondrous shining gold --. . {"*" The magic touch of youth unbarred. (/} ( \ Alas! no bark goes up Time's stream, **/ But all are ceaselessly sailing down ; kV « »-^., The Fount of Youth was but a dream, . t> '*■* Where weak man thought his cares to drown ; £?• 'U To lay aside his joyless years, < <^* ,V« And take up Youth's sweet hopes once more, *** JL+' And gather Love's bright flowers that grow- Along the music-echoing shore. But joy ! When bars and breakers crossed, We draw a-near the widening sea — When trembling hands lay down the oars, And barks glide on with sails set free — Faith sees a beauteous land beyond, Ablaze with sunsets golden gleam. Then tired hearts would not turn back, Nor sail again the rugged stream. NlTAJANE LANHAM '31 Page Thirty-five A QUEST I had taken out my Life insurance an hour before ten o'clock. At ten thirty I was choosing my means of defense. A hush seemed to prevail over all. Was it my imagination? 1 seized my weapon in my left hand, raised it to a forty degree angle, plaeed by left foot forward, then started. I dodged first to the right, then to the left, hut 1 was conquered. My small left toe was smashed. 1 hurriedly retreated into Tiffany's only to find that 1 had lost my weapon. Oh, there it was reposing in the middle of the street. I gave a newspaper boy a quarter to retrieve my umbrella ; then I decided to call it a day. I realized shopping in New York was not what I had before thought it was. It was not a pleasure but a tribulation. Barbara Dodge '30 FOOL'S LOVE The fool's head sank on his arms. The silver bells on his cap jangled as his body shook hysterically. With long, white fingers he pressed a crushed rose to his lips. It was a creamy white rose with silver veins. He raised his head and in the pale eyes there was a mad brightness. With a movement of his arm he swept the mocking, winking candle from the table. As it sputtered and went out, the fool dropped his head on his arms. He had seen her for the first time when the gay sound of the hunting horns called her and her lord to the forest. She had smiled at him; but then, she smiled at others, too. He, on his ridiculous little donkey, had ridden by her side, admiring and adoring every feature of her lovely face — every movement of her lissome body. He had plucked for her a yellow daisy which she had placed in her black hair. How very white were her teeth when she smiled ! Then, my lord, bending gracefully in his saddle, had picked another daisy, and presented it with a magnificent bow and a sparkling laugh to his lady. The fool had watched her take his flower from her hair and replace it with that of her lord. Then she had listlessly dropped it under the horse's hoofs where it had been trampled into the turf. Something within him snapped as he turned his ambling donkey toward the castle. That very morning, when she and her lord had gone to the garden, he had stolen after them. Ah, how divinely, wonderfully beautiful she was! She was clad in pink r r nd silver. Her skin was very white, and her hair was very black, while her great brown eyes reminded him of pieces of shining silk. She had pulled a white rose from its vine, kissed it with her soft, red lips, and flung it to his lord who caught it with a magnificent bow. His lord always bowed. Later, he, the fool, had discovered that same rose in his lord's chamber. He had run into the garden, picked another, and exchanged it witli the one he coveted. His body quivering, he stared exultantly at the flower in his hands. As he pressed it to his lips a treacherous thorn stabbed his face and a drop of blood Page Thirty -six fell on the white pureness of the rose. The fool shuddered. The bells in his pied cap whispered. His limp body slumped to the floor. Jean Bitel '30 FAREWELL TO SCHOOLDAYS 'Good night, good night, parting in such sweet sorrow, That I shall sag good-night, 'till it be morrow." Our four years at Uni High Have been most happy years. With life and joy, each girl and boy Went to his task with willingness. Our work was long and hard And took our utmost strength. But always glad with all we had, We gave our help with happiness. And now we are to part, To start on life's highway. Good-by school days with foolish ways. College we greet with eagerness. Betty Provine '30 REVENGE "And deeper than did ever plummet sound I'll sink my book." The Tempest, Shakespeare (Solem music) The more I think of it, the better 1 like the idea. It's good riddance of bad rubbish and you can thank old Prospero for the idea. I have always been at a loss to know an appropriate final resting place for a school book, especially if it is an exceedingly distasteful one such as a mathematics text or an English IV "Story Essay and Verse." The story part is (). K., but the Essays — words fail me and I cannot express myself. Last year I did a pretty good job of demolishing a solid geometry text. I took it to the fourth floor of our noble building and dropped it into space (the space terminated in the first floor). It was a third hand book and I, having bought it for a whole quarter, expected it to make a decent showing as it descended, but alas, it fell to pieces on the way down — between the second and third floors to be exact. Loose pages filled the air and all that remained intact Page Thirty-seven were the two covers. It \v;is ;ill such ;i waste of energy for the Little joy derived from the sight of it falling four floors in four seconds. I have readied the decision that Prospero's idea is pretty good as the per- formance of that geometry book was not very creditable for such a solid subject. If I drop my English book into the Boneyard, I won "1 have the joyous task of picking up what was a book. Instead, all I shall have to do is to watch the green-covered book go floating off down the stream, the water gradually covering it, and the pages of "The Evolution of a Gentleman" and "The Author Him- self" will become soggy and unintelligible masses of print. After the book has finally disappeared beneath some swirl of rushing water, I will go off down Mathews Street whistling, for Exams will be over. Theodore Parmelee '30 A PICTURE OF YOU Picture Kenny Chose not being late. Picture Walter Enger with a female mate. Picture Suds Ihum passing a quiz. Picture Dejrie E. refusing a soda fizz. Picture Barbara Knipp acting a fool. Picture John Anderson breaking a rule. Picture fair Elinor alone in a city. Picture M. Margaret saying something witty, Picture a Freshman with any authority. Picture Elizabeth Pickles agreeing with the majority. Picture Mel Combs wearing a number three shoe, Picture Dolly Carson with no one to do. Picture Martha Smith an exalted saint — But these are all pictures no artist can paint. Nita Jane Lanham '31 ONE MINUTE The vast stadium is filled with a boisterous, laughing Homecoming crowd. People are shouting, clapping, stamping, and talking loudly among themselves. Girls wear crisp, yellow chrysanthemums in the collars of their fur coats. Boys sport arm-bands and bright Homecoming badges. Color and gaiety pervade the atmosphere. Below, on the green field, are the players — running, rolling, and kicking the balls. One eleven wears the blue jerseys and pumpkin-colored helmets of Illinois. The other is dressed in the blue jerseys and blue-black helmets of Michigan. They are looking each other over speculatively. The coaches go Page Thirty-eight out for their last words before the game. The players, helmets off, digging their cleats into the turf, listen eagerly and intently. Then five men, one bearing a silver trumpet, walk slowly out to the center of the field. The trumpeter faces the north and raises his instrument to his lips. The crowd rises and stands in silence as the bugler, in high, thin notes, blows "Taps." The silken flag slowly ascends the flagpole; there is perfect stillness. Fifty-five thousand people are thinking of one thing — the tall, white pillars in the Colonnade. The flag ripples at full mast. The bugler retreats. Fifty-five thousand people are talking of everything. The spell is broken. Jean Bull '30 ON THE DEATH OF A DOG I parted with a comrade dear today, A shaggy friend, the most beloved of all ; Companion of my walks, so brisk and gay, No longer bounds in answer to my call. In rain or sun my playmate in all fun, She romped and played with all her gentle might, Accompanied me on errands to be done, Protector of my home throughout the night. The faithful dog, most loving friend of man. Whose gentle eyes with deep devotion shine, He understands man's ways as best he can, Asks only for our love, your own and mine ; Within his loyal heart forever burns The trusting love which he to lis returns. Martha II. Rusk '31 LIFE'S DRAMA The curtain rises on the "universal" stage; The overture is one of nature's melodies — a harmony of wind-tossed leaves, and twittering birds and humming bees. The drama is in four stupendous acts — Act 1 — Childhood, with its happy days, its small griefs, and its tender cares ; Act 2 — Youth, in all its glory of high hopes, and trials, and loves ; Act 3 — Manhood, the crisis and the climax of the play; Act 4 — The "resolution" of a human life; The Finale — with no curtain calls. The underlying theme — "Our world's a stage, and we are actors on it." Catherine Gregory '30 Page Thirty-nine OUR FOUR STAR WINNERS CHAMPAIGN COUNTY Literary Contest Extempore — Preston Tuttle, First Oration — Clarence Tarpley, Second Music Contest Chorus — Girls' Glee Club, Third Solo— Eleta Dallenbach, Third Athletic Contest Broad Jump — Philip Reichman, Third Illinois Commercial Contests Class A Schools, Typing District Contest — April 26 — Champaign Team — First Margaret Lehmann Charlotte Tuttle Rex Newcomb Evelyn Weber Individual — First Margaret Lehmann Sectional Contest — May 10 — Mattoon Team — First Individual — First Margaret Lehmann State Contest — May 17 — Normal "Hope springs eternal in the human l>rcast." — Pope Page Forty CALENDAR September 1929 9th — -Here we are back to dear old I'ni High. Here's hoping thai we don't lose all that hard earned sun tan that we worked so hard to acquire. 12th — Mr. Harvey tells his first stale joke. He probably heard the three new ones during the vacation. 16th — A little bird seeks refuge in the library. The General Science class goes wild. The little bird goes into the net. 19th — The Dramatic Club becomes animated. 24th — John Rothgeh says that Preston Tuttle has more nerve than a decayed tooth. 29th — Preston has two white mice. October 1929 10th — In Algebra class, Rex, hearing the throaty cries of the interurban. successfully responds with husky shouts, "Fresh! Fresh! — Feesh ! Feesh!" 15th — We had an assembly today. It was very interesting due to the effort of Mr. Cox who gave us a travel talk. Do you remember how he pro- nounced the word sheik? Sheikh (Shake). 23rd — We are very, very fortunate in having so many absorbing assemblies. Professor Goble from the College of Law gave us a talk on "Laws Everybody Should Know." In speaking of contracts he asked the question, "What do you promise upon entering a street car?" Barbara Strauch made the bright re- bark, "I promise to get off." Don't forget that we are all infants. 25th — There was a Matinee Hop given by the illustrious juniors today, but where were the boys? 31st — Mr. Harnish, "What's tthe difference between hard soap and soft soap, Doris?" Doris, of course, distinguished herself by answering, "One's soft and the other's hard, isn't it Mel?" November 1929 1st — On Friday was the Senior Class Party for Hallowe'en. We fully agree with Catherine about the rummage. 3rd — I bet you can't guess who said this: "Watch that bulletin board! Running in the halls must stop. Return your grade cards before Monday — do not make it necessary for me to send von borne for them. Remember, THE DEAD LINE IS MONDAY! 5th — Big assembly this afternoon. Mebbe there's a surprise for us — who can tell? The students can't. Page Forty-two 6th — Assembly was a surprise. It was good. It was in the old Ag. build- ing. Professor Van Cleave gave a splendid talk on "Birds of our Community," which was illustrated by beautiful, colored lantern slides. 7th — Girl Reserve Good Fellowship Banquet was held in the McKinley Foundation. Do you remember a certain famliiar speech which runs like this? "We want the largest attendance from Uni High that there has ever been, girls!" 21st — Dr. Parr, professor of chemistry of the University of Illinois, gave us an excellent speech. We were told how to make some good substantial leather by "adding some castor oil to some other oil, place on canvass to dry and then you have a nice cowhide." 15th — The Junior Stunt Show was a great success. Rex is some fighter, professionally and otherwise. Mostly otherwise. The girls, strange to relate, modeled their own wardrobe rather well. 27th — Miss McHarry gives an assembly for Thanksgiving. "It is beyond the power of words and even punctuation marks to express our enthusiasm over the inauguration of five-minute-periods." (Taken from the Student Stampede as an example of irony). 28th — The juniors gave their class party last night and "A good time was had by all." Did you notice that pianist? 30th — Jack McNevin was heard to say that he wished he could fumigate Eleta Dallenbach 's rummage because her little sister had the whooping cough, which prohibited Jack from securing "old rags" from Dallenbach 's. December 1929 3rd — Imagine Bob Deal washing dishes at the Pi Phi House. Miracles are still prevalent. 8th — Let me see — how many more days before Christmas? Gosh, just so many more. It's cold today, which accounts for Mr. Harvey's sprinting into the front door because as he says, "The cold weather makes a fat man vigorous." 14th — Dramatic Evening was very clever as well as amusing. Such marve- lous acting and appropriate choice of plays. 19th — Student assembly, hurray! Preston Tuttle tells of the South Sea Islands ; be careful, Preston. Helen Danda is excellent in her little dramatic character sketch of a country school teacher. 20th — Preston presents Miss McHarry witli a white rat for a Xmas pres- ent which she receives with her usual "enthusiasticness" by exclaiming, "Take it away! Take it away!" 21st — Preston has twenty white mice, now. Courage, Preston. More to come. 22nd — Barbara Dodge demonstrates her flimsy, infantile sneeze " — like a gentle, summer zepher." Page Forty-three 23rd — The date of the printing of the last edition of thai "cute'* little paper, "The Tiny lllini." Merry Christmas! January 1930 12th — Santa Claus is hack at the North Pole again. Everyone is sporting something new and sparkling. 10th — Ethel Jean seems to have left her complexion on the train. 21st — In chemistry, Whitnah asked if Bay Rum is good for the hair. Mr. Harnish's scalp registered reflection a moment, then he said, "I couldn't say as to that." 24th — Final exams today — and more coming! 26th — More exams! It's a terrible life if you don't weaken! 27th — The last day of exams — what a joy for those of us who have never learned to write an exam. February 1930 3rd — This would be blue Monday if the juniors weren't selling candy. 11th — Preston has seventy white mice. lie says their creed is, "A litter a day keeps race suicide away." 19th — Buy your annual now! The senior class is hard up! Our greatest buy word is money ! Money ! 26th — Virginia Wood runs down the corridor singing, "I'm a little prairie flower, growing wilder every hour!" — Who will doubt that? 14th — The sophomores successfully entertain the school with a splendid Valentine party. March 1930 11th — Plans are being made for the selection of the Senior Class Play. "Some people are going to feel that they aren't being appreciated if they aren't given a part." 20th — Vernon Sutton loses his dignity today . . . He doesn't trust suspenders any more. 26th — Class meetings today. The seniors are having a big controversy over the issuing of the annual. Bring your $1.50 or there "ain't gonta be no annual, will it?" (My English teacher isn't responsible for my choice of seleet grammar, I assure you). 30th — Nothing happened today. Something should have. Page Forty-four April 1930 2nd — Bob Bacon presents Ethel Jean with some itching powder via the back of the neck. Ethel Jean Reimburses Boistrous Bacon — and — oh, my ! 4th — SCANDAL: "Gordie" and "Dulcy" decide that tennis and hockey are more engrossing than school. Mr. Williams causes them to conclude the contrary. ij 5th — The Senior Class Play was held this evening in our illustrious audi- torium. Miss Stutzman certainly showed her ability as an excellent director in the most finished production of "Dulcy." Did Preston pretend to kiss Mar- garet, or was that a bit of Mr. Tuttle's realistic acting? 16th — Are you a "Languid Lunacite?" Then go without your neck-tie, your stockings, your coat, be original ! 22nd — Easter Vacation is over. Of course that isn't news. Don't get huffy about it. Miss Stutzman 's Easter Bunny laid her a new car ! 30th — Uni High wins second in the Literary contest ! Preston took first in the extempore, and Clarence Trapley won second place in the oration. May 1930 2nd — The mighty four-man track terrors of Uni High wish to forget the County Meet even though Phil Reichman placed third in the broad- jump. 6th — There are a bunch of "Lunacites" in the school today. There are long-haired girls, tieless boys, a pair of ''Bon dieu" pants (or Freedom pants), a lot of noise, some astonished observers, and the faculty. 9th — The U and I was "stuck" together last night, and the freshmen had their school party last night. We rushed hard last night till we wished that last night was not last night. 10th — The Typing Team tickled the typewriters in such a tremendous fashion as to win the County and District meets. They go to the state contest next. Incidentally Margaret Lehmann took first in the individuals again. 15th — Jean Bull informs Preston that he is terribly conceited. Preston swears he's going to give her a rat and then run away to the South Seas. 16th — On But here I shall get ahead of my facts. Eleta Dallenbach, '30 Page Forty-five OUR OLD FRIENDS GREET US Genevieve Duguid Foster writes us from 9701 Laniont Avenue, Cleveland, Ohio: "It would be far pleasanter to greet all of you in the halls or classrooms of LJni High than in the pages of the U and I, yet I appreciate this chance to send my greetings. I want to remind you that I am Living in Cleveland. If any of you are ever in the city, I should be glad indeed to see you, and to be as- sured that all is going well at Uni High. 1 am enjoying greatly my new home, new friends, and new activities, yet I 'm sure I shall never find housekeeping so diverting that I shall forget old friends at Uni High." From 2f>08 Park Avenue, Cairo, Illinois, we hear from Edith Swander Alter : "Mr. Alter and I send to the (Mass of 1930 our congratulations on this, your first flight taken successfully. You may rest assured that whatever routes you, as individuals, decide to take, or to whatever heights you soar, our hopes and best wishes will go with you. "We hold your class with an especial fondness, I think, because yours was the last class which I had at Uni High and the next to the last which Mr. Alter had. When we talk of individuals there, we think of you, the last freshmen we had in common. Mr. Alter is finishing successfully his second year as the principal of Cairo High School. Our Bobby, who is now fourteen months old, has been the busiest of us all, for he has had the strenuous task of learning to walk and talk. As for me, although 1 frequently play at bridge at the Woman's Club, my heaviest work and my greatest pleasures have come in caring for the needs of my family and in home-making generally." Lena A. Foley sends us news from LaGrande, Oregon : "Life in a new Normal school in a small town in eastern Oregon is rather different from that at Uni High, but equally busy. If regular classes in speech or English are not in session, then producing a play or an assembly program is the alternative. "In our few spare moments we climb into the "Limited" (our brand new- Ford) and see Oregon. This is a real 1reat for scenic Oregon is infinite in variety — sage brush-covered hills, miles and miles of rolling, checkered wheat fields, forests of great yellow pine, rugged, snow-clad mountains, brisk mountain streams, lakes nestled in gorgeously colored foothills. "But all this beauty does not eclipse my very pleasant memories of my »ood friends at Uni High. I wish you luck." Page Forty-six ORGANIZATIONS THE THIMBLE THEATRE GUILD The Thimble Theatre Guild marched triumphantly through another suc- cessful year. Under its ambitious president, Preston Tuttle, the club has achieved recognition throughout the school. The first semester included a Dramatic Evening in which three one-act plays were presented: "The Valiant," which starred Richard Hoffman, Margaret Jones, Bob Watson, Walter Bentrup and John Gums; "Rosalie," in which Marguerite Dolch, Marcella Clifford, and Jack McNevin played; and "The Far- Away Princess," which starred Margaret- Jane McCaskill, Preston Tuttle, Elinor Wilson, Barbara Strauch, Edith Lytle, Elizabeth Pickels, Ellen Schnebly and Mary Jane Carter. All three were w r ell presented and added one more banner to our Guild. At our various club meet- ings, zestful programs were presented by enthusiastic participants. We gave a Christmas Party before the holidays, at which Preston presented Miss Mc- Harry with one of his famous white mice. The latter was duly accepted, but changed owners without delay. Many of our members have held important roles in the junior and senior plays. With one grand flourish, we, the Guild of 1930, fold our banners. Page Forty-seven HI-Y CLUB The Ili-Y Club under Rex Neweomb, its president, this year. "To create, maintain, and establish, throu community, hi«di standards of Christian character" is from its various activities in school, the club is well on goal. During the year the club has had various speakers and this outside influence has furthered its cause. To le they were for it, the energetic members made blotters for have met in their respective homes for meetings, and in a personal regard for each other. has been quite active jhout the school and the Hi- V motto, and the way to realize this from the Y. M. C. A., t the school know that the school. The boys this way have created Page Forty-eight GIRL RESERVE CLUB The Girl Reserves have been exceptionally active this year. During the first semester, with Margaret Jones as its leader and president, the club ac- complished many noteworthy events. Before the holidays, the girls had a sleigh- ride out to the Garwood Home, where each girl presented a personal gift to some dear old lady. They returned home with a true Christmas spirit which was not in the least dampened by a snow storm. The second semester the freshmen members undertook and successfully completed a rummage sale. Virginia Wood, the enterprising new president, will probably attend a camp this sum- mer. Her trip will be financed by the money earned from a flower sale. It was loads of fun flitting here and there, coaxing pocket-books to open for gor- geous roses. People must love roses, as the profits from the sale were sur- prisingly high. The Girl Reserves have done much good this year and have enjoyed working for and helping others. Page Forty-nine GLEE CLUBS The glee clubs of University High School, under the efficient direction of Miss Kitchell and Mr. Fauser, gleefully sang their way through 1!»30. Inter- esting selections were introduced into our assemblies, as the glee clubs made themselves seen and heard whenever the occasion arose. The Girls' Glee Club placed third in the county contest. The combined boys' and girls' glee clubs will present an operetta, "The Isle of Chance," towards the end of the year. The officers of the Girls' Glee Club included the president, Margaret Jane Mc- Caskill; vice-president, Jean Eobertson ; secretary, Jane Gordon, and librarians, Anna-Marie Kunz and Katheririe White. Although certain teasing persons have referred to the members as "Mee-ow-ers," they keep right on entertain- ing us and who knows how many Galli-Curcis, or Rosa Ponselles are hidden in their midst? Until we do achieve greatness, we are content in the school of our pride, Uni High. Page Fifty BASKETBALL TEAM Philip Reiehman Erwin Whitnah William Coft'een Mel Combs Rex Neweomb Page Fifty-one lllliwrr THE PLAYERS Erwin Whitnah Wliitnah, guard, played his first and last season £or University High this year. His defense work was good, and he could be counted on for a few points each game. His best game was the first encounter of the season when he scored eleven points out of nineteen against the Foosland team. "Whit" leaves ns this June. William Coppeen Coffeen, forward, played a wonderful brand of basketball for Uni High. "Bill,"' even though he is very small, could be seen in every play, fighting for possession of the ball. He could be depended upon to hold his man and work for the team. Coffeen will be one of the main cogs in next year's team. Philip Reichman Reichman, forward, was a new player to University High this year. After the first few games, he played like a four-year man. "Curly" has two more years to play for us here, so keep your eyes on this boy. Mel Combs Combs, center, also came to University High from Champaign High with Reichman and Whitnah. "Mel" from the first game showed himself to be as good as any other man on the team and fully able to give any opponent a good battle. Here is a fellow who had an "eagle-eye" all through the entire season and led the team in scoring with 43 points. "Mel" has one more year. Watch him shine. Kenneth Chase Chase, forward and guard, went through a good season this year. He has had at least one long shot each game. "Ken" is a senior this year, and some- one will have to be found to fit his shoes. Rexford Newcomb Newcomb, guard, showed up a lot better this year because he had a chance to show what he could do. "Rex" had a bit of advantage over the rest of the boys in his six feet, two and one-half inches of height. "Rex" will be a good man for the team next year and will be the strong factor of the defense. He is a junior. Charles Shepard Shepard, forward, is a small lad but is "plenty fast." "Shep" is some- what handicapped because of his diminutive stature, but he can handle many players twice his height. "Shep" is a freshman, so watch him go for three years. Page Fifty-two OUR COACH CLIFFORD I10RTON "Cliff" came to us very highly recommended by Craig Ruby, and he has come out on top in the cage game. "Cliff" belongs to the Athletic Coaching School, and we wish him lots of success in the coaching game in future years. 1929-1930 BASKETBALL SEASON (2-li) 1. Urn High— 19 Foosland— 15 uJ 2. Um High— 13 Monticello— 25 1- 3. Uni High— 3 Penfield— 49 U 4. Urn High— 8 Rantoul— 9 L- 5. Urn High— 13 Fisher— 27 1- 6. Um High— 13 Monticello— 28 t- 7. Um High— 11 Fisher— 28 ^ 8. Uni High — 17 Foosland— 14^° 9. Um High— 14 Tolono — 33 t- 10. Um High— 12 Mahomet— 28 «- 11. Um High— 9 Tolono (County) — 27i— 12. Un i High— 9 Rantoul— 27 *- 13. Um High— 11 Tolono— 18 *- 14. Um Tot High — 6 Champaign (District)— 51 i- al 158 Total 389 University High 158 Opponents 389 Page Fifty-three THE GAMES University High vs. Foosland This was the first game of the season, and the boys played a fine brand of ball for the first tilt. Whitnah was the high scorer of the game with 11 points. University High vs. Monticello The boys seemed to be off' form in this game and would have been badly beaten had it not been for the fine basketball played by "Mel" Combs. University High vs. Penfield Uni High was no match for this fast team, and we were badly beaten by a score of 49 to 3. University High vs. Rantotil This is one game that we should have had under our belt. The score was 9 to 8 with a minute to play. One of the boys had a chance to make four free throws, but it didn't seem to be his lucky night. University High vs. Fisher We journeyed to Fisher on one of the coldest nights of the winter to be de- feated by the score of 27 to 13. University High vs. Monticello It was just another repeater for the boys from Okaw Valley and another defeat for our boys. University High vs. Fisher This was the hardest fought game of the entire season ; and even though we lost, the boys did not feel so badly about it. University High vs. Foosland The boys played a slow-breaking game again this time, and it seemed to be the only type of ball that Uni High could use in order to win the game. University High vs. Tolono This was a lucky night for both teams. They seemed to close their eyes and throw the ball, and something put it in the basket. When the last gun cracked, we were again defeated by a score of 33 to 14. University High vs. Mahomet Mahomet came to Uni High, built high, wide, and handsome. And when that game was over, each player on our team knew that they were the better team. University High vs. Tolono County Tournament We again met Tolono and came home on the small end of the score, but we will never forget the three baskets made by "Ken'' Chase from far back of the center of the floor. University High vs. Rantoul We met Rantoul with more fight than at the former game ; but we found that they had also come with the same frame of mind, and they beat us, 27 to 9. University High vs. Tolono Fate seemed to hold that we were to play this team three times during the season, and they finished the series with three victories. University High vs. Champaign We went to the District Tournament with the hope that we could at least give them a good battle, but we were wrong, and before the half was over, we were playing against the second team. The score of the Uni High team was made up by Chase and Combs, making two free throws each, and Whitnah, making the only field goal. Page Fifty-four :|9= A^D --30: SENIOR AND JUNIOR CLASS PLAYS April fifth was the gala day when the seniors gave their play, "Dulcy." Following their lead, the juniors presented a creditable production of "Kempy." Both classes attribute the success of the plays to the excellent coaching of Miss Stutzman. Page Fifty-six THE CASTS "DULCY" William Parker, Dulcy's brother Theodore Parmelee Henry, the new butler Andrew Draper Gordon Smith, Dulcy's husband Preston Tuttle Tern Sterrett, advertising engineer Robert Stout Dulcinea . Margaret McCaskill Schuyler Van Dyke Robert Watson C. 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