Clearfield County PA Archives - Education - Yearbooks: Clearfield High School - Bison - 1930 Contributed for use in the USGenWeb Archives by: Ellis Michaels, , Sep 2010 Copyright 2010. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/ ________________________________________________ http://files.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/bison-1930.txt Project may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/bison-1930.htm *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/title-page.htm The Bison by the Senior Class of Clearfield High School Clearfield, Pennsylvania 1930 Vol. XVI Number 1 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/forward.htm FORWARD T0 recall the happy and pleasant memories of our high school days is the purpose of this book. We will always mirror these fond reminiscences and they will encourage us to carry on, using the same spirit and attitude which accompanied us through our high school life. Thus we shall be ever inspiring greater ideals and higher standards. Instilled solidly in the minds of the coming generations will be the motto of our beloved school, "Courtesy, Honor, and Service." Using this motto as our guide, we, the class of 1930,respectfully submit thia book to you. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/dedication.htm DEDICATION TO the Patronesses and Patrons, to whom we are deeply indebted for their courteous patpatronage and financial assisstaince in helping Clearfield High School produce the sixteenth volume of its yearbooks. we, the members of the class of 1930 of the Clearfield High School, gratefully dedicate this) Bison We, as representatives of the students of Clearfield High School, thank you heartily for the loyal support which you have given us. * Page 139 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/contents.htm CONTENTS BOOK ONE - ADMINISTRATION BOOK TWO - THE CLASSES BOOK THREE - SOCIAL BOOK FOUR - ORGANIZATIONS B00K FIVE - LITERARY BOOK SIX - ATHLETICS BOOK SEVEN - BISONETTES *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/008.htm Page 8 School Creed I believe in the school spirit of Clearfield High School and in the symbolic meaning of the letters C. H. S.—Courtesy. Honor and Service. As a student. I will do my best to practice these principles which. I believe will benefit Clearfield High. and make me stronger in body. mind and character so that when I leave these halls, I shall have no regrets, but live in the joy that I have rendered a service to the future members of the Clearfield High School, by establishing standards which they will wish to follow. THEREFORE I WILL TRY 1. To speak the truth. 2. To be worthy of trust. 3. To raise the standards of scholarship. 4. To be courteous at all times. - 5. To offer willingly my services wherever opportunity offers itself. 6. To be fair in all work and play. 7. To be clean in all thoughts, words and deeds. 8. To put honor above all else. 9. To persevere faithfully until the task is done. 1O. To do all in my power to make Clearfield High School a better place for my having been a student there, to the end that by so doing, I can serve my town, my state, and my Country. Class of 1923. Readopted by Class of 1930. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-one.htm Book One - Administration *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/009.htm Page 9 S. F. W. MORRISON A. B., A. M. Principal of High School Lebanon Valley College Columbia University Sixth year in present position. CLAIR D. ROSS Principal of Junior High School Grove City College Columbia University Eighteenth year in present position. GEORGE E. ZERFOSS Superintendent of Sdsools New York University University of Lebanon Nineteenth year in present position. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/010.htm Page 10 JULIA A. ALBRIGHT Commercial Dickinson Seminary Indiana State Normal Susquehanna University Third year in present position. J. M. BRENNAN A. B. Science and Mathematics Dickinson College Third year In present position. RUTH E. EWING A. B. English Dickinson College Pennsylvania State College Third year in present position. NELLIE GIVEN Commercial Temple University Pierce Business College Pennsylvania State College Eighth year in present position. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/011.htm Page 11 MARY ELLA GOUGLER A. B. History Susquehanna University Pennsylvania State College First year in present position MRS JOHN E. HESS A. B. Secretary to School Board Randolph-Macon Women's College eighth year in present position. REIDA LONGANECKER A. B. English and History Shippensburg Normal Gettysburg College Third year in present position VERLIE I. HIGH Commercial Muncy Normal Rochester Business College Pennsylvania State College Eleventh year in present position. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/012.htm Page 12 ANNA P. LUMLEY Musk Dickinson Seminary Thomas Normal Third year in present position MARY LOUISE McCALEB B.S. History and Mathemantics Harrisburg Teachers College University of Virginia First year in present position NANCY MARGARET MILLER A. B., A. M. Latin Lebanon Valley College University of Pittsburgh Sixth year in present position W. H. MEAD A. B. Mathematics Pennsylvania State College, Fifth year in present position *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/013.htm Page 13 E. W. PARDUE Commercial A. C. A. Commercial Education Bowling Green Business University First year in present position AMY RENO A. B.. A. M. French Goucher College Columbia University University of Paris Twelth year in present position FRED SWEELEY Ph. B. Coach of Athletics. History Dickinson College Pennsylvania State College First year in present position. MARY CATHERINE SHADE Commercial Indiana State Teachers College First year in present position *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/014.htm Page 14 S. ETHEL TROSTLE A. B., A. M. English and Dean of Girls Juniata College Columbia University Ninth year in present position FREDERICK P. WEIDNER R. S. Science Gettysburg College Fifth year in present position *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-two.htm Book Two - The Classes *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/015.htm Page 15 The Senior Class of 1930 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/016.htm Page 16 AIKEY, ELLA "Experience does take dreadfully high school wages. but he teaches like no other." General Glee Club AUGHENBAUGH, MARY E. "Midge" "A light heart lives long." Commercial ARMSTRONG, MABEL R. "Be not content; usefulness is in store for you." General Commercial Club Glee Club Dramatics Librarian BAILEY, WILLIAM "Slip" "Without big words, how could many people say small things?" Classical Latin Club Debate Club ALBERT, CLAIR "Burkie" "The man who loves the ladies will find plenty of occupation." General Student Athletic Manager Glee Club Dramatics *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/017.htm Page 17 BEISH, DOROTHY MAE "Dot" "She scatters enjoyment who can enjoy much." Scientific Basketball Social Service Club BARR, VIOLA E. "Vi" "Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness." Commercial Commercial Club BEIGHTOL. BERNICE M. "Bernie" "I think I am quite wicked with men. I like them but a little." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Dramatics Librarian BIXEL, MARY JEANNETTE "M. J." "I may be persuade' to confess my faults; but my follies, never." General Social Service Club Latin Club Librarian Glee Club BAR R. SARA C. "Sally" "She never troubles trouble, until trouble troubles her." Commercial Basketball Commercial Club Triangle Staff *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/018.htm Page 18 CHELGREN, CLARA E "Suede" "All things are admired either because they are new or because they are great" Commercial Commercial Club BLOOM, HELEN E "Ability wins us the esteem of true men: luck, that of the people." Commercial Commercial Club BOAL, MABEL ELLEN "She came adornod hither like sweet May." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Assembly Committee Librarian CALDWELL. JOSEPH C. "Joe" "A good name is better than precious ointment." Scientific Student Council Glee Club CALDWELL, HERBERT "Herbie" "lite beginnings of all things arc small." General *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/019.htm Page 19 CROFT, DELLA M. "Character is the diamond that scratches every other stone." General Commercial Club COCHRANE, LEO F. "Cocky" "Irish" "Let those that play the clown speak no more than is set down for them." Scientific Football DIETZEL, LAURA EVELYN "How goodness heightens beauty!" Classical Class Reporter 3 Council President 4 Triangle Staff Dramatics Citizenship Glee Club 2. 3, Latin Club CURRY, A. JAMES "Jim" "The best hearts are ever the bravest." Commercial Glee Club Dramatic DALE, CLAIRE A. "Gaiety is the soul's health; sadness is its poison." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Librarian *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/020.htm Page 20 FONTENOY, RACHEL LEE "Raye" "A faithful friend is better than gold." Commercial Commercial Club Treasurer Glee Club Triangle Staff EISENHAUER. JULIA "Jewel" "Who I am. you will know when our team wins." Commercial Glee Club Commercial Club Social Service Club DUNLAP, GOLDA "Goda" "Red" "The lily and the rose in her fair face strive for precedence,—blushes." General Latin Club Librarian Social Service Club EMIG, DONALD E. "Don" "Better a witty fool, than a foolish wit." General Latin Club Hi-Y FRANTZ, DONALD "Dean" "Bashfulness is an ornament to youth, but a reproach to old age."' Classical Latin Club Triangle Staff *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/021.htm Page 21 HALL, MARY KATHERINE "M. K." "Fickleness befriends all, even the beautiful." Classical Basketball 2. 3, 4 Glee Club Vice-President 4 Latin Club Dramatics Librarian FULLERTON, SAMUEL M. "Sam" "No flattery, boy! An honest man cannot live by it." Scientific Glee Club GRAHAM, TWILA E. "Thinks more of 'Don' than of her life, We hope some day she'll be his wife." Commercial Commercial Club Social Service Club GAULIN, H. LOUISE "Next to virtue, fun, in this world is what we can least spare." Commercial Student Council GOODMAN. LYNN L. "Goody" "To know how to hide one's ability is great skill." Classical Track 2-4. Cross Country 2 Latin Club Dramatics Hi-Y *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/022.htm Page 22 HOLES, VIOLET M. "Vie" "How easy it is to be friendly in the midst of happiness and success." Classical Basketball 4 Social Service Club Latin Club Glee Club HESS. TWILA B. "Hess" "Laughing eyes and hair of brown. A face that never wears a frown." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Social Service Club Dramatics Librarian HARRIER, M. AUSTIN "Aus" "Phos" "A little nonsense now and then is relished by the best of men." Commercial Student Council Commercial Club Glee Club Dramatics HELSEL, CHARLES WAYNE "Dutch" "Nothing is so firmly believed as what ve least know." Scientific HOLLINSHEAD, INEZ A. "Inny" "One of the trio of Olanta's laughers." General *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/023.htm Page 23 JOHNSTON. WILLIAM R. "Bill" " All great men men come from middle classes" Classical Glee Club Latin Club JONES. DENZIL I. "Casey" "A shy face is better than a forward heart." General Citenship 3 HOOVER. OLIVE "Pickles" "To the pure, all things are pure." Classical Latin Club Social Service Club Librarian JOHNSTON. RALPH D. "Nothing endures but personal qualities." Commercial HIXON, F. WESLEY "Hick" "A beau is one who arranges his curly locks gracefully." General *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/024.htm Page 24 KESTER, PAUL L. "Red" "P.K." "Tis my height that does me credit." Scientific JUNKIN. CHARLES E. "Jerry" "I do thrive on a fair Junior's love, and she. on mine." Classical Glee Club Latin Club Dramatics JURY, MARIAN "Judge" "Judy" "If we never flattered ourselves, we should have but scant pleasure." Classical Glee Club Latin Club Bison Board JUNKIN, TOM H. "Tommy" "I woke one morning and found myself famous." Classical Glee Club Orchestra KESTER, LEX F. "Jeff" "Red" "I am not what I once was." General *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/025.htm Page 25 KNARR, HELEN L "Shorty" "Brevity is the child of silence, and is a credit to Its parentage." Classical Latin Club Social Service Club Assembly Committee Dramatics KINHEAD, CHESTER B. "Chet" "I never say, 'I can't,' for cant is the twin sister of hypocrisy." General Latin Club Dramatics LAWHEAD. CLARENCE "Pete" 'There's a brave fellow! There's a man of pluck!" Classical Student Council Track Cross Country Bison Board Latin Club Dramatics KOLBE, JOHN A. "Women arc ever in extremes; they are either better or worse than men.—mostly worse." Commercial KYPER, ELIZABETH "Silence makes her more dear to us than would constant advice." Latin Club Classical *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/026.htm Page 26 LAWHEAD, ROLAND "Bill" "I do pity unlearned gentlemen on a rainy day." Classical Football I, 2, Track I Glee Club Assembly Committee Dramatics LAWHEAD, MILDRED LOIS "Mid". "Those lovely lamps. the windows of her soul, her eyes." Commercial Glee Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Assembly Committee LEONARDSON, LOUISE "Too low they build who build beneath the stars." Classical Class Reporter Student Council Triangle Staff Citizenship 2 Scholarship 2, 3, 4. Valedictorian Librarian LEARISH, L. CLEVE "Lickrish" "His fancy lost in pleasant dreams." Commercial Triangle Staff LAWHEAD, GENEVIEVE A. "Gen" "The still small voice is wanted." Classical *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/027.htm Page 27 McDONALD, MILDRED MAE "Mid" "Diligent work is sure of reward." Commercial Commercial Club Librarian LUCAS, GORDON B. "Duke" "He is well paid that is well satisfied." Scientific Class Vice-President 4 Student Council LIVINGSTON, RUTH "Timmy" "Fie, what a spendthrift she is of her tongue!" Classical Glee Club Latin Club Social Service Club Librarian LITMAN, BERNARD "Bernie" "The world knows nothing of its greatest men." Scientific Glee Club McBRIDE, VIRGINIA "Irish" "Proud of every drop of Irish blood that is in her." Classical Latin Club Social Service Club Librarian *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/028.htm Page 28 MARSDEN. GEORGE J. "Sleepy" "Red" "My eyes make pictures, when they are shut." Scientific Bison Board Glee Club Orchestra Band Dance Committee MAINES, LYLE H. "Bud" "Diligent work means success." Classical Glee Club Latin Club Triangle Staff MANN, CHARLES EDWARD "Chas" "None but the brave deserves the fair." Classical Student Council President 4 Debate Club Glee Club President 4 Latin Club Dramatics Assistant Athletic Manager McILVAINE. ANNA LORRAINE "Ann" "Oh, flatter me, for love delights in praises." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Treasurer 2, 4 Dance Committee MASSER, JOE F. "Alas! That we must dwell,—my heart and I,--so far asunder." Classical Class President 2 Bison Board Debate Club Glee Club Latin Club Dance Committee Dramatics Citizenship 2 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/029.htm Page 29 4 MERRY, VIVIAN "Viv" "Soupie" "Friendship is but a name, I love but one." Classical Glee Club Latin Club Social Service Club Librarian MEAGHER, FRED L. "Teddy" "The artist belongs to his work, not the work to the artist." Classical Foothall Student Council Bison Board Glee Club Latin Club Dramatics MAUK, PAULINE "Verna" "The first duty of a woman is to be pretty." Classical Student Council Bison Board Glee Club Latin Club Scholarship 2, 3, MERAT, KATHLEEN GERTRUDE "Kat" "Frenchy" "I am sure care's an enemy to Life." Classical MERRY, EUGENE "Fuggy" "He knows little who will tell others all he knows." Scientific Student Council Orchestra Band *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/030.htm Page 30 MORRISONN, ARTHUR "Art" "When I said I would die a bachelor, did not think I should live till I were married." Scientific Class President 4 Track 2, 3, 4 Bison Board Glee Club Band Citizenship 1, 3 MURPHY, MARIAN E. "Beauty is worse than wine; it intoxicates both the holder and the beholder." Classical Social Service Club Latin Club Dramatics Librarian Triangle Staff Scholarship 2, 3, 4 Academic—Third Honor MULHOLLAN, HELEN CLAIRE "Tillie" "Ill blows the wind that profits nobody." Classical Social Service Club Triangle Staff Dramatics Librarian MERRY, WILDA E. "Willie" "A merry- heart goes all the day, A sad, tires in a mile." Commercial Student Council Commercial Club Parlimentarian 4 Glee Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Commercial—First Honor MOHNEY. JOHN "Jack" "I am a man of nature; To please the ladies is my first desire." Classical Glee Club Dramatics Debate Club President 4 Nature Club President 4 Commercial Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/031.htm Page 31 PEARCE, IDA LOUISE "Ida" "A rose with all its sweetest petals unfolding." Classical Glee Club Latin Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff OWENS, CHESTER A. "Chet" "Don't be so inhuman; be merciful; you break many hearts." Commercial Student Council Cross Country 4 Triangle Staff OGDEN, OLIVE MAE "0llie" "Her very frowns are fairer far than smiles of other maidens are." General Commercial Club Glee Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Librarian OLSON. BURTON E. "Suede" "It is better a man should be abused titan forgotten." Scientific OGDEN. MARIAN "To be useful is my aim." Classical Student Council Latin Club Scholarship 4 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/032.htm Page 32 PENTZ, VELMA I. "V.I.P." "Give me the ready hand rather than the ready tongue.'' Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Citizenship 3 Librarian PETERSEN, DOROTHY "Dot" "None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise." Classical Class Secretary 3 Student Council Vice-Priaident 4 Glee Club Latin Club Triangle Staff Scholarship 2 Librarian PETERSON, LEONARD E. "Pete" "To become an able man in any profession, there are three things necessary —nature, study and practice." Classical Bison Board Glee Club Latin Club Dramatics Band PENVOSE, RALPH B. "Red" "Man only blames himself in order that he may be praised." Commercial Track 3, 4 Cross Country 3, 4 Glee Club PETERS, MARVIN LeROY "Pete" "She has beautiful eyes and she does not mind riding with milk cans either." Commercial *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/033.htm Page 33 QUIGILEY, BERTRAM D. "Doc" "Bert" "I am not in the roll of common men." Commercial Bison Board Glee Club Dramatics RICHARDS, DOROTHY M. "I never with important air. In conversation overbear." Classical Basketball 2. 3, 4. Captain 4 Dramatics Triangle RALSTON, HELEN "Do you know a short and beautiful girl who is ready to flirt, just a little?" General Assembly Committee Student Council Glee Club Social Service Club RICHNER, HOLLIS E. "To make another person hold his tongue. be ye first silent." Classical Social Service Club RAFFERTY. THOMAS "Tom" "Irish" "Blessings on him who invented sleep." Scientific Student Council *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/034.htm Page 34 ROWLES, MARY LOUISE "Mary Lou" "Conversation, when it is best, is a series of intoxications." Student Council Secretary 3 Bison Board Latin Club Dramatics Scholarship 2, 3, 4 Librarian ROSEBERRY, DONALD "Rosy" "A man's own heart must ever be given to gain that of another." General Basketball Football Cheer Leader Triangle Staff Dramatics Cithenship 3 RICHNER, ROBERTA "Rob" "The most manifest sign of wisdom is continued cheerfulness." Classical Glee Club Social Service Club ROWLES, VELMA P. "Prue" "Rowles" "She who laughs last get caught." Classical Assembly Committee RITTER, EMMA P. "Sud" "Life without laughing would be a dreary blank." Classical Student Council Social Service Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/035.htm Page 35 SHIREY, ISABEL J. "Is" "Beauty is power; a smile is its sword." Commercial Class Treasurer 4 Commercial Club SHIREY. JEAN S. "Jeanie" "Were she perfect, one would admire her more, but love her less." General Class Secretary 4 Commercial Club SHEPHERD, WILLIAM L. "Shep" "Bill" "Oh, rare the headpiece. if but brains were there." Scientific Football 2, 3, 4 Basketball 2, 3, 4 Track 2, 3, 4 SCHENCK, MARIAN V. "Be merry if you are wise." General Latin Club Social Service Club SAMPLE, LARUE E. "Rue" "Red" "I always strive for things forbidden, and I covet those denied." General Glee Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/036.htm Page 36 SMITH. KATHRYN L "Kay" "The best way to keep good acts in memory is to refresh them with new." General Glee Club Latin Club Social Service Club SMITH, H. EVELYN "Smitty" "Chum" "Heart on her lips and soul within her eyes" Commercial Commercial Club Social Service Club SHIREY, M. LADEAN "Toots" "And hark, how blithe our 'Toots' whistles." Classical Latin Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Librarian SMITH MABLE R. "The farmers are the founders of civilization." General SHIREY, ZOE LOUISE "Talk to her of Jacob's ladder, and she would ask the number of steps." Commercial Commercial Club Glee Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/037.htm Page 37 STEVENSON. JAMES "Steve" "Jim" "I always get the better when I argue alone." Classical Class President 3 Student Council V. Pres. Basketball 2, 3, 4, Captain 4 Latin Club Band Assembly Committee Orchestra STAUFFER. HELEN AILEEN "Shorty" If you wish to reach the highest, begin at the lowest." Classical Cheer Leader Debate Club. Secretary 4 Latin Club Social Service Club. V. Pres. 4 Glee Club Librarian Dramatics Citizenship 2, 3 STINE, LILLIAN M. "Lill" "She may pass from our sight, but never from our hearts and minds." General Librarian Latin Club Nature Club Glee Club Social Service Club STEWART, MADALYN 0. "Pats" "The fewer desires, the more peace." Classical Glee Club Latin Club STEVENS, GLADYS M. "Pretty to walk with, witty to talk with, and good to look upon." Commercial Class Reporter 2 Commercial Club Assembly Committee *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/038.htm Page 38 STINE, VELMA "Stiney" "That good sense which nature affords us is preferable to most of the knowledge that we can acquire." Classical Orchestra Social Service Club Latin Club Glee Club STUBY, LESLIE H. "Stubby" "I caught Virgil on pony back." General Latin Club Dramatics TUBBS, MAE "I am wrapped in dismal thinking—of my future." General Commercial Club Social Service Club Librarian THORP, H. RANCE "Thorpe" "If I can't be president, I can hold his hat." Commercial Commercial [Club] Dramatics TAYLOR, JEAN E. "Give me 'Les' or give me death. What is 'Les' without life? Nothing. What is life without 'Les'? Nothinger still." Commercial *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/039.htm Page 39 VARNER, CLARENCE "Ed" "The perfection of art is to conceal art." Classical Latin Club WALKER, FREDOLYN "Freddie" "A loving heart is the truest wisdom." Classical Assembly Committee WELCH, MADELINE B. "Mad" "Abundance changes the value of things." General Glee Club, President 4 Social Service Club WATSON, LOUISE E. "It is easy to flatter: it is harder to praise." General Glee Club WACHOB, LYNN "Crout" "Brevity is the soul of wit." General *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/040.htm Page 40 WILLIAMS, CLARENCE C. "Rasty" "Ski" "His athletics are as famous as his name." Commercial Football 3, 4 Basketbal 3, 4 Track 3, 4 WILLIAMS, EVA G. "Little Eva" "Quality, not quantity, is what counts." Commercial Commercial Club Social Service Club Librarian WILSON, DOROTHY V. "Dotty" "Dot" "Never quiet, never still, always giggling, giggle she will" Commercial Class Vice-President. 3 Editor-in-chief of Bison Commercial Club Social Service Club Triangle Staff Assembly Committee Librarian WILSON, AGNES C. "I will never pretend love for a man whose principles I detest." General Glee Club WILSON, DONALD 0. "Don" "Mopcy" "Yeh! We have that at the drug store." Classical Class Treasurer 2, 3 Student Council Glee Club Latin Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/041.htm Page 41 YOUNG, WINNIFRED H. "Winnie" "You find yourself refreshed by the presence of cheerful people." Classical Latin Club. Vice-President 4 Scholarship 3 Bison Board Salutatorian WILSON, MADALYN V. "Shorty" "A little spark may burst into a mighty flame." Commercial Commercial Club Social Service Club Glee Club WITHERITE, GENEVIEVE M. "Gene" "It is the friendly who have plenty of friends." Commercial Commercial Club WOOLRIDGE, REMBRANDT "Rem" "A fool cannot be an actor, though an actor may act a fool's part." Classical Football 4 Glee Club Bison Board Dramatics Latin Club *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/042.htm Page 42 Senior Class History FRESHMAN YEAR, 1926-'27 In the early fall of 1926, four long years ago, we reigned in Junior High as sole emperors and empresses. With a dignified air we moved about the Junior High building, feeling that we had a perfect right to rule there. Although this was the case, we never forgot the younger generation who felt themselves far below us. We were ever ready to give advice to all pupils in lower grades. Sometime before New Years we organised our class. The result of the meeting was the election of the following officers: President—ARTHUR MAGNUSON Vice-Prescidnr—PAULINE MAUK Secretary-Treasurer—LAURA DEITZEL Class Adviser—MISS HILMA CONNELLY Following the custom. we enjoyed our one big social event, the Freshmen class party. This was a howling success. This year passed happily, but at the end we were almost in tears because we had to leave that building in order that we might step to a higher place of learning. SOPHOMORE YEAR, 1927-'28 Of course it was only natural for us to feel a little awed, if not frightened, at entering this large and spacious mansion of C. H. S. For days we wandered about the halls looking for someone to give us an encouraging glance or word. However. we soon become settled enough to organice our class, the result of which election was the following: President—JOE MASSER Vice-President—MAYBELLE LYNN Secretary—CLARE RAFFERTY Treasurer—DON WILSON Class Reporter --GLADYS STEVENS Class Adviser—MISS GIVIN We enjoyed the many panics which the High School offers all her pupils, the largest and best being the Sophomore-Senior Party. Many other good times were bestowal upon the lowly Sophomores, and although we were kept busy the entire year, it ended with the fresh hope and renewed zeal for the coming year. JUNIOR YEAR, 1928-'29 We were Juniors now with just one class to look up to. but also one class to look down upon. We strove continually to do our best by following the good example set for us by the Seniors and by passing this example on to the Sophomores. Early in the year we organised by general election, electing the following officers: *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/043.htm Page 43 President—JAMES STEVENSON Vice-president—DOROTHY WILSON Secretary DOROTHY PETERSON Treasurer—DON WILSON Class Reporter—LAURA DEITZEL Class Adviser MISS LONGANECKER Our Class party was quite an unusual affair. All the celebrants of the Nation attended; persons from as far back as George and Martha Washington up to our modern hero, "Lindy", were in attendance. The Junior play was a great success under the capable direction of Miss Miller. The cast for the "Four-Flusher" was as follows: Jerry Dean - Marian Murphy Evangeline Gray - Helen Knarr Andy Whittaker - Charles Mann Mrs. Dewight Allen - Mary Lou Rowles June Allen - Laura Deitzel Dr. Giles Farraday -John Mohney P. J. Hammerton - Charles Kinkhead Robert Riggs- Rance Thorpe Ira Whittaker - Kenneth Jordan Mr. Rogers - Clair Albert Mr. Gatcson - Leslie Stuby The Maid - Mabel Armstrong The greatest responsibility of the year fell upon us in May in the form of the Junior-Senior Prom. This was carried off successfully by turning the gymnasium into a minature Japan in cherry-blossom time. with appropriate entertainment in the form of a Japanese play. The time was now quickly approaching when we should hold our report cards in our hands and say, "We're Seniors." SENIOR YEAR, 1929-'30 At last we reigned supreme! Had we finally reached the desired goal! We had, but now that it was ours its glory did not seem to shine so brightly. Our last year in dear C. H. S! To help bear the burden we organized as follows: President—ARTHUR MORRISON Vice-President—GORDON LUCAS Secretary—JEAN SHIREY Treasurer ISABEL SHIREY Class Reporter—LOUISE LEONARDSON Student Athletic Manager CLAIR ALBERT Cheer Leaders—MARY K. HALL Class Adviser—MR. MEAD We put on the Hallowe'en party for the whole school. It was well attended and was a success both socially and financially. The Bison Board was organised early in the year. the slogan being a "bigger and better Bison". On account of compulsory vacation caused by the bursting of one of the boilers in the heating system, our Class Party was put off until March 6. But perhaps it was all for the best, because every one voted it the best Class Party ever held in C. H. S. On March 22, we were entertained at the Sophomore-Senior Party. Not just entertained but very well entertained. The dancing and song hits were the newest and cleverest. With lingering memories of the good time shown us by the Sophomores, we eagerly looked forward to the approaching Junior-Senior Prom on May 2. This party transported us to the Waikiki Beach in Hawaii with all the joys of a southern night of enchantment. To our lower classmen we give our heartfelt thanks for both these parties. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/044.htm Page 44 With only a few short weeks of school we are eagerly looking forward to those activities which all seniors rejoice to call their own. Shelf day is that most memorable occasion on which we must leave our prominent chapel seats to the anxious Juniors and parade to the heights of the shelf. We shall be tucked away to the tune of a snappy march by the band in the glory of showering those underclassmen with candy kisses and brilliant serpentine. The committee that has been chosen for the grand celebration is as follows: Chairman—MARY LOU ROWLES VIVIAN MERRY JAMES STEVENSON FREDOLYN WALKER HELEN KNARR One of our most anticipated events is the Senior Reception at which festivity the senior class is most splendidly entertained through the generosity of the members of the School Board and the High School Faculty. On the Sunday before commencement, the Baccalaureate Sermon to the graduating class will be delivered by the Rev. Walter H. Young, pastor of the First Baptist Church. Then comes the dignified and solemn procedure of Class Night, on June 5. On this momentous date we shall present our last will and testament and read our most inspiring prophecy. The class donor will be there, and it is rumored Amos and' ndy will appear to lighten the occasion. We plan to have an entertainment that will please all your friends, and we sincerely hope that they will appreciate the granduer of the event. The following committee has been chosen for Class Night.: Chairman—PAULINE MAUK EMMA RITTER WILLIAM BAILEY DONALD ROSEBERRY AILEEN STAUFFER To crown these merrier events comes Commencement night itself. The four honor students, Louise Leonardson, Winifred Young, Marion Murphy, and Wilda Merry will deliver their orations. On this serious occasion we meet once more to receive a bit of final advice, and to gain our long desired diplomas, those tokens by which we enter a broader phase of life. The speaker who will deliver our Commencement Address is Dr. Lynn G. Rohrabaugh, head of the Depatrment of Religious Education at Dickinson College. The committee in charge of Commencement Night is: Chairman—VELMA PENTZ ROBERTA RICHNER RUTH LIVINGSTON LYLE MAINES CHESTER OWENS After graduation, as members of the Clearfield High School Alumni we shall be privileged to attend that most enjoyable festivity, the Alumini Banquet. At this time we shall be formally received into the great body of C. H. S. Alumni. Sometimes we feel that it will be a great joy to be through with school to have finished our course, but I am sure that all of us will have many happy times to remember and many shall be sad to think of leaving C. H. S. and our instructors, the memories of whose goodness and patience we shall always carry with us. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/045.htm Page 45 CLASS CHARACTERISTICS The long and short of the class-- Larue Sample and Aileen Stauffer The biggest bluffer—Mid Lawhead The gossip—Bernice Beightol The tardiest—John Mohney The best giggler—Dot Wilson The loudest--Julia Eisenhauer The most pious—Marion Ogden The slowest—Marion Murphy The most bashful—Chester Owens The laziest—Marion Jury The one with the biggest eyes—Olive Ogden The best artist—Fred Meagher The best sport—"Rasty" Williams The sleepiest—Isabel Shirey The best singer—Lconard Peterson The leanest—Madeline Stewart The most studious—Louise Leonardson The biggest talker—Helen Knarr The most sedate—Mabel Boal The best actress—Laura Dietzel The neatest—Olive Hoover The quietest—LaDean Shirey The flightiest—Helen Mohney The lankiest—Claire Mulhollan The sweetest—Dorothy Peterson The woman hater--Lynn Goodman The biggest "soda slinger"—Charles Mann The most important—Bertram Quigley The biggest gum chewer—Jean Taylor The best speaker—Mary K. Hall The kindest—Velma Penn The best athlete—Bill Shepherd The most stuck up—Pauline Mauk The best-natured—Winnifred Young The lady's man—Donald Wilson The gentleman—Don Rosebcrry The boy with the prettiest eyes—Clair Albert The best-dressed boy—Jim Stevenson The biggest cut-up--Sara Barr The biggest eater—Twila Graham The best dancer—Anna McIlvaine The flapper—Ella Aikey The best fireman—Roland Lawhead The most ungraceful-Marvin Peters The one with the prettiest hair—Cleve Learish The best typist—Raye Fontenoy The possessor of the smallest feet—Eva Williams The blondest—Clara Chelgren *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/046.htm Page 46 Last Will and Testament We, the Class of 1930, being of very unstable minds, and realizing the lack of our ability to survive much longer, do hereby solemnly swear this to be our last will and testament, for we know that the end is near. First: We desire these bequests to he carried out. A. We desire to be buried along the banks of our never-to-be-forgotten river, the Susquehanna, which flows past this venerable institution of learning, B. That our precious memory be cherished by you, the faculty, and our worthy successors. Secondly: Item I. To you, dear faculty, we leave our deepest appreciation and gratitude for all the tireless efforts which you have bestowed upon us for our sake. Item II. To the Juniors we give and bequeath our royal dignity which we know will help you to reach efficiency in many stays. We also bequeath to you our privileges and power of leadership. Item III. To the Sophomores, we lease our text books, and anything else that happens to he lying around. This includes the spit wads and delapidated gum sticking on the desks. Item IV. To the Freshmen, we leave the empty space which at hope they will fill to capacity. To the Freshmen, we also leave this wise saying,"Don't cry. little greenie, you'll be a Senior by and by." Item V. To everyone we leave the privilege of hearing the Junior High bankers every Wednesday morning. Long may they yell and their cheers be heard for miles around! Thirdly: Then last, but far from least, we appoint our life-long friend, Happy Rogers, as chief executor, of this our last will and testament. We charge him to carry out all of our bequests. We can now feel at rest and die in peace because we know that said executor will, without delay, carry out these, as last wishes and desires. Whereunto we affix our hand and seal this twenty-eighth day of May in the year of our Lord. Nineteen Hundred and Thirty. Signed Class of 1930. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/047.htm Page 47 Class Prophecy Clearfield, Pa. Sept. 4. 1930 Dear Amos. l'se jest bin back to C. H. S. fer a little visit and I'se thoroughly regusted. You know Amos ah sho does miss that class of 1930, and that lousy Bison Board of Mr. Weidner's. Well, as I started out to say, I wanted to tell you jest what I know 'bout some of dem rascals. I sho does think ah ought to start in de Fresh Air Taxi Cab bizness for sho. You know jest fer the oppurlunity of haulin' some of dem aroun. You know Amos ah sho is 'sprized. Some of dem kids am done gone and git married. Now fa instance you know dat Joe Masser, well as I was saying. he joined the silent majority. I heerd jest the other day thet Joe was very happy with dat little gal of his up dare in Niagerie Falls. Now aint dat somethun, Amos? You 'member Wilda Merrey and Cleve Learish don' you, well theyse did it? Dem two is living in dat big city what de folks call Woodland. It sho am lonesome Amos. I'se jest so beside myself with grief ah can hardly write this letter to you. You know Amos, Bertram Quigley done did his best to get thet gal, but he sho did fail. He am now berrying his heartaches in medicine though. Twilda Graham done did take dat fatal step too. Ma heart is so heavy ah can hardly go on Amos, but ah sho does feel for dat gal. Then I heerd too that Jean Taylor and Mae Tubbs were married. You know Amos I'ze recided I won't git married. I'm goin to give yo the lowdown on more of dem rascals and ah don't want you to 'sturb me until the end of this papeh. I heed too thet Alla Eikey was lerning dem things what de people call nersery rhymes? I spect what fo. Don' you Amos? I almost done forgot Amos 'bout dat gal Laura Dietzel. She am de professor of some kind of a school. I got it now Amos. It am a singing school and I'll tell you jest 'zactly. Donald Wilson am one of her best singers. If dat gal Julia Eisenhaurer don't leave dem Sophomores alone, C. H. S. won't have any Seniors in 1932. Uh-huh she's got a new one dis time. He am good looking too. Well. I be doggone, Amos you rekollect Lynn Goodman. I'se surtainly ashamed of dat boy. He am one of doze life-guards down South somewhere and I head he jest saved the lives of Mabel Boal, Louise Gaulin, Dorothy Beish, and Bernice Beightol the other day directly. He sho am got an easy job saving dem purty gals. I'se jest a little jealous Amos. You know Amos ah rekon that class of 1930 am getting purty fast. Ah done took a trip up to Hyde City and ah swear ah did hear Arthur Morrison singing lullabys. Ain't dat sumpin. An dat Fred Meagher he am de real artist now. I think he he done lives in Greenwich Village. Ah am sho 'bout dat 'cause he done gib one of dem parties, what I calls whoopee parties, tother night. Say. Amos would you rekcon to know who wuz dere? Well if ah done hab not forgot dem I will gib you a breef senopsis. Uh-huh! Isabel and Jean Shirty were dere; Rembrandt Woolridge was dere also, and dat boy Charlie Mann, beg pandon Amos I mean dat sodie slinger, and Roland Lawhead was dere too, and ah jest 'bout done forgot Marian Murphy also was dere. Amos de atmosphere done jest git so warm dat I had to leave. It surtainly am scandalous 'bout dem whoopee parties dat Fred can gib. Jest last night Amos ah terned to de radio and terned on de knob. Who do yah 'spore ah heed talking the furst thing. Ah heerd dat Helen Knarr. She was broadcasting from Lock Haven. Station B-O-B. Yen I terned to anudder station and I heed dat lubly voice of Leonard Peterson's. He sho am remired by de public. When 1 walked thru dem C. H. S. halls I sho felt relieved when I met Olive Hoover and Marian Murphy. Doze two gals am taking de places of Miss Reno and Miss Miller. Doze two gals sho did get the purty marks in Latin and French. Ah feels so fagged out Amos. I done think ah needs some sort of a bracer. I done got it now, Amos, here comes dat sodie-slinger, Jim Stevenson, wid a cocie-colie Ah feels much better already. Amos. ah did got a lettah from Sara Barr de udder day axin me if I knowed of any old maids. She done gib me a list of some of de old maids 'n I'll gib you some of dem. Viola Barr, Clara Chelgren, Rachel Fontenoy, Betty Kyper, Claire Mulhollan, and Olive Ogden. She done 'tol me 'bout some of dem young gentlemen dat had been calling lately. Clair Albert, Leo Cochrane, Samuel Fullerton, Austin Harrier, Wayne Helsel, and Chester Owens were among dem gay young boys. I 'spec sompun soon don' you? *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/048.htm Page 48 You knewed dat gal Dorothy Wilson didn' you? 'Member she wuz purty quiet 'bout dem heart throbs of hers. I don' mean heart throbs but them things what Rasta Williams calls cases. You know Amos Ink I used to have on Madamme Queen. Well dat Dorothy Wilson hab got a beeg case on a guy from Pittsburgh now. You know Amos ah reckons that gal will never recover. She done went around dat school wid the dasdest face on. Ain't that sumpin. Amos? I almost done forgot Marion Jury am in de hair curlin' bizness and jest 'other day she gib dem Junkin twins permanent curls. George Marsden am quite de berrys now. He always wux Amos but ah wud neber tell dat guy. He's too receited about himself. He am an artist. I mean an artist for purty gals and Pauline Mauk promised to be a model (wife) for the rest of her life. Marvin Peters and Evelyn Smith am married an dey lib on a dairy farm in Paradise Valley. Anna Mcllvaine and Mildred Lawhead am doin faces ober now. Ah mean they am beauty specialists. Clarence Lawhead and Leslie Stuby done got der faces lifted. Dey don' need it but dey jest wanted ter be kind to dem two gals. John Mohney and Zoe Shifty am married too. I allus knewed dem to wud git hooked some sweet day. Louise Leonardson and Mary Lou Rowles am broadcasting, from KDKA, that is ah, soliciting candidates fo Clearfield High School. Ah allus knewed dem two gals wud tern out to be right smart young ladies. Uh-huh. Amos you rekollect dat Dorothy Peterson. she am teaching music in C. H.S. I heerd her class singing tother day and it wuz right putty. I heerd dat Donald Roseberry sing and it jest sounded like one of dem big frogs what we used to speriment with in Biology. He sho am got no lubly voice. Yet LaDean Shiny jest whistled like a canary bird. My dat wuz de purtiest part 'bout Miss Peterson's class. Eva Williams, Madalyn Wilson, Madalyn Stewart, Lillian Stine, Kathryn Smith, and Ida Pearce jest sang as loud as dey could but dey aint got no voices and the discord it wuz turrible. Dat Twila Hess sho am wurried 'bout dem Sophomores stayin' out late. Ah can't runderstand it Amos. But worse den dat Amos dat Mary K. Hall am still trying to catch one of dem Juniors. If ah wuznt so old ah wud help her. Winifred Young she am de Dean of gals at C. H. S. Ain't dat nice Amos? Ah sho feels proud ob her. Amos ah am 'bout played out. It do make me sad to go back to C. H. S. Ah thought you might be reinterested in dis so ah wrote you. Dem Seniors wu: a fine bunch. I will now rejoin to rest mah brain. Wid lub Andy MY CLASS RING To others its' just an ornament, I wear most every day. They don't know how lost I am Whenever it's away. They don't know what it means to me, Though little it may be, It has a very special place In my life's memory. Whenever I gaze upon my ring. I think of lovely days, The kind of days I can't forget. "Old C H. S. School days." I think of days in classrooms, While working at my best. Everything seemed in vain, And I'd surely lose the test. I think of the Freshman year; Then a Sophomore, I become. The a haughty Junior, And finally a Senior Fame. Each year of that I remember Held a special place. So often in my memory, These days will set their place. I'm going to keep my class ring To remind me afterwhile Of my school days at C. H. S.; They'll always win my smile. So good-by to my classrooms. My study books and all. For since I am a Senior, I won't be back next fall. Eva Williams, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/049.htm Page 49 The Junior Class of 1930 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/050.htm Page 50 [photo of the Junior Class of 1930] *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/051.htm Page 51 History of the Junior Class FRESHMAN YEAR--1927-'28 It was quite a sport to be considered the upper classmen of Junior High during the term of 1927-'28. The first main task was electing the officers who were as follows: President—JOHN BUMBARGER Vice-President—ENID STAGE Secretary—JOHN HOWELL Treasurer—RUSSEL KLINE Class Adviser—MISS HILMA CONNELLY Cheer Leaders—SARAH GINGERY, JACK ROWLES The annual Hallowe'en Party was held in October. Dancing and games were the chief entertainment of the evening. On Febniary 10. came our first class party in which we were allowed to dance. Everyone had a good time and voted the party a success. The class had the privilege of starting the Junior High Orchestra. The class play, "Knights of Dreams", which was produced in June was one of the best ever presented in Junior High. The cast included Roland (Pygmalion) Nathan Kanman Old Witch (Cy) William Connelly Othello (Jute) Bennie Madden Galatea (Pat) Eloise Childs Cleopatra (Cleo) Jean Adams Mark Anthony (Mark) Clair Davis Lady Macbeth (Hat) Sarah Gingery Desdemona (Deny) Bernice Cathcart William Shakespeare. Ray Walker SOPHOMORE YEAR--1928-'29 What a descent and blow to our pride to come from the upper classmen of Junior High to the lower of Senior High! However, we came through the experience all right. The first event was election of class officers which resulted as follows: President- JOHN BUMBARGER Vice-President—JOHN HOWELL Secretary—PAULINE TURNER Treasurer—WILLIAM GEPPERT Cheer Leader—JACK ROWLES Class Reporter—SARAH GINGERY Class Adviser—MISS NELLIE GIVEN We were more at home by October and able to enjoy the annual Hallowe'en Party with our upper classmen. Many interesting events took place the first semester, one of which was the entertainment put on at Christmas by Sophomores home rooms. The Sophomores contributed to assembly plays during both semesters and did their share towards helping to make all other activities successful. The annual Sophomore Play, which proved an unusual success, was"Daddy Long Legs". No wonder, with such a capable cast and with the efficient direction of Miss Ewing. The cast was as follows: Jarvis Pendleton (a philanthropist) ..Charles McNulty Judy Abbot (a prize orphan) Frances Wilson Jimmie McBride (a college chap) Howard Stewart Sallie McBride (Judy's room-mate) Florence Black Julia Pendleton(another mom-mate). .. Agnes Jury Miss Pitchard (a wealthy club woman) Margaret Sigety Cyrus Wyckoff (a trustee of J. G. H.) ..Joseph Dague Mrs. Lippert (mason of the orphanage) Johanna Powell Mrs. Pendleton (an aristocratic woman) Julia Gearhart Mrs. Semplai(Mr. Pendleton's old nurse). Evelyn Brown Griggs (a lawyer) Maurice Smeal Walters (a butler) Fred Norris Abner Parsons (a trustee) Woodrow Tribley Cadman (a trustee) Blair Fargo *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/052.htm Page 52 ORPHANS Gladiola—Jane Barran Jamie—Gertrude Williams Loretta—Daisy Wagner Sadie Kate—Hollis Lutz Mamie—Nadine Gearhart Freddie Perkins—Chester Nixon Carrie (Mrs. Semple's Maid)--Gertrude Decker Jeannette (Mrs. Pendleton's Maid).. Eleanor Forsythe In February 8th came our first real party in C. H. S. This was in the form of a track met, each home room representing a college and, having special cheers and songs and strenuous field events throughout the evening. Everyone had a delightful time. On April 12, the Sophomores proved they weren't so green when they entertained the Seniors. It was as great a pleasure to entertain them as. it is hoped, it was a pleasure for them to be entertained. A troupe of wandering gypsies arrived in time to provide joyous entertainment with their songs, fortune-telling and dances. JUNIOR YEAR--1929-'30 We started this year off with a large group of Juniors and looked forward to various activities in which we could take part. Our election of class officers resulted in the following ones being chosen: President—WILLIAM GEPPERT Vice-President—JOSEPHINE ADAMS Secretary—LOUISE FULLINGTON Treasurer—DAVID YOCUM Cheer Leader—HOWARD STEWART Class Adviser—MISS LONGANECKER First came the Hallowe'en Party which was very successful. We entered into the party with increased interest, for now we were Juniors. Next came our last class play, "The Charm School." The characters were just as charming as the title and thus the play proved very entertaining and successful. The characters were: Austin Sevens - Maynard Mullen An automobile salesman with ideas, which David McKenzie - Donovan Black A law student considers impractical George Boyd - Ray Walker An expert accountant who is willing to co-operate. Jim Simpkins - Clair Davis Tim Simpkins - Duane Kyler Who toil not and have never seriously considered spinning. Homer Johns - Edgar McCulbough Who is the guardian of Elsie Benedetti - Josephine Adams President of Senior class at a school presided over by Miss Hays - Marthena Bigleman Miss Curtis - Elizabeth Ralston Sally Boyd - Enid Stage Muriel Doughty - Jean Watson Ethel Spelvin - Sarah Gingery Alix Mercier - Margaret Gearhart Lillian Stafford - Mary Lou Carr Dotsie (A Junior) - Betty Bannon On February 27, we held our class patty. A short play, dancing, and games were the chief entertainments. All reported a fine time. May 2 was the night of the Junior-Senior Prom. And what a night it was! This was the time when we were transplanted to the far off Hawaiian Islands where, among the palm-trees, we danced to the weird strumming of guitars, while the moon hung low like a golden platter in an inky sky, It was a land of cloying sweetness and strange enchantments. You have guessed it now. It was our patty in our gymnasium. But the decorations, the atmosphere. and the food were all in tropical style. It was a party long to be remembered. for it was the last one the present Juniors and Seniors will ever have together. A great opportunity was allowed our class in being the first ones to receive the standird rings and pins. The design of these is especially adapted to C. H. S.. being symbolic of our location and traditions. When the jewelry arrived in January, every one seemed very anxious to get his ring or pin. We sincerely hope the following classes will treasure theirs as much as the present Juniors do. Last but not least, it makes us feel very glad that we shall be Seniors next year. but very sorry to think how short our school days are. We hope that, as upperclassmen, we shall be able to set a good example for the coming Sophomores and Juniors. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/053.htm Page 53 The Sophmore Class of 1930 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/054.htm Page 54 [photo of the Sophmore Class of 1930] *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/055.htm Page 55 Sophomore History FRESHMAN YEAR 1928-'29 It was a proud Freshman Class that entered Junior High, September 4, 1928. For three long years it had labored and looked forward to the days when its members would he Freshmen and the upperclassmen of Junior High. The members of the class soon organized and elected the following class officers: President—ASBURY LEE Vice-President—ROSALIE WARD Secretary—STETSON ROWLES Treastirer—JENNIE LYNN Class Adviser—MISS HILMA CONNELLY Cheer Leaders—LUCILLE MAUK DICK STEWART The Freshman Hallowe'en Party on the twenty-sixth of October was the first interesting event of the class. This event was considered a great success by all the Freshmen and their visitors from Witchland. At last came the eighth of February and with it the greatest event in Junior High life, the Freshman Class Party, which was one of the most pleasant events of the entire year. June the fourth brought another great event, the Freshman Class Play. The Play. "Paul Revere," directed by Miss Augusta Connelly and Mr. Ross, was given by the following cast: Paul Revere - Don Gingery Margaret Faxton - Belva Wooster John Faxton - George Dimcling Phyllis Faxton - Louise Flick Dorothy Faxton - Louise Cello Captain Marks - Bill Leonardson Lieut. William Day - Bill Harris Michael Sweeney - David Cathcart Rauus - Anthony Pelkrite Dinah - Esther MacCool William Dawes - Asbury Lee SOPHOMORE YEAR 1929-'30 In the election held early in the school year every member seemed to realize the importance of having efficient class officers. This fact has been proved, for the chosen ones have filled their respective offices with the highest degree of efficiency. They are: President—JACK MILLER Vice-President--JANE ARNOLD Secretary—BILL LEONARDSON Treasurer—GERALD GOSS Cheer Leader -LUCILLE MAUK Class Reporter—MARIAN HESS Class Advisers--MISS NELLIE GIVIN MISS JULIA ALBRIGHT *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/056.htm Page 56 The Sophomore Class has not been a follower but a leader in the majority of activities that have taken place in C. H. S. during the year. The Class Party, February 14. was a success and the spirit of Valentine Day was carried out in program. decorations and last but not least, the refreshments. The Class Play, held March 21, was deemed a great success by all who saw it, a fact which was not a surprise to anyone. for it was directed under the capable supervision of Miss Ruth Ewing, assisted by Miss Julia Albright. The cast was as follows: The Grand Duke - Wilson Smeal Count Ivan - Fredrick Brion Prince Vladimir - Richard Stewart Princess Items - Rosemary Hunter Mrs. Wellby - Mildred Chase Amos Wellby - Cyrus Gordon Alice - Jane Arnold Constance - Thelma Nelson Betty - Anna Mae Murphy Mary Maudsley - Marian Hess Mr. Gutteridge - Robert Lynn Kirk O'Farrell - James Marino The next big event which placed the Sophomores on the map was the Soph-Senior Party. This so far out-classed all previous parties that even those high and mighty Seniors lost their dignity and joined "The Wise Fools" in their fun-packed evening. The next big and long-hoped-for event in Sophomore history is expected to take place June the sixth. Then the present Sophomores hope to become the Jolly Juniors of C. H. S. RESPONSE Contemplating beauties and mysteries of night The most appalling feelings come.— The dazzling day, the sparkling light Arouse within my soul some Response. These feelings in themselves are strange: I know not whence the lilting heart While studying the exotic, 1 cannot tell from where the twist of pain or agony When witnessing abuses. From where the rush of anger When I see a vile injustice done.— I do not know. I'm sure these feelings, moods, and turns of heart Are but a mist, to come and go As sunshine tears the lowering murk apart. And leaves a calm, bright steady glow. And when Time has turned his weary eyes From me, and left me lone and quaking, May I that know the calm that satisfies, And find myself anew, awaking. Laura Deitzel. '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/057.htm Page 57 The Freshman Class of 1930 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/058.htm Page 58 [photo of Freshman Class of 1930] *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/059.htm Page 59 History of the Freshman Class of 1929-'30 We were all glad to get back to school on September 3, 1929, and what a happy group of Freshmen we were! We were the largest Freshman class to enter the Junior High School. Soon after school started, our class officers were elected. They are as follows: President—THOMAS SHAFFER Vice President—DORIS SENCER Secretary-Treasurer—EMILY BOAL Class Adviser—MISS WERTZ Cheer Leaders—GRACE BROWN LEWIS ROWLES The latter part of October we had our Hallowe'en party which was enjoyed by all who attended. Next came the basketball season which was starred shortly before Christmas vacation. We have had many victories, both boys' and girls' games. We are very proud of our players because they always came up with a smile in victory or defeat. Then the biggest event of the season was the Freshman class party. It was attended by almost every Freshman and enjoyed by all. It will always be remembered as a high-light of our school days. We are now working on the annual Freshman Play which is "Bulbul". We have just recently selected the characters, who are: Bulbul - Louise Wilson Prince Caspian - Rebecca Reeves King Iamit - John Shively Aida - Mary Franca Gearhart Lilla - Josephine Hauser Justso - Bruce Williams Dorsay - Alexander Reed We art striving to make this production the most successful entertainment of the year. ODE TO HECTOR To you, 0 Hector, most noble son of Troy. Whose ashes now lie in the burial urn, What odd capricious trick did Nature turn On you? You, killed by the invulnerable Achilles. Are 'venged by fawning Paris— Paris of the flowing mane and fair of face, Beauteous of form, with woman's gentle grace. Who ever loved the lotus fruit More than Apollo's laurel. And yet, by Saturnian Jupiter's will, His spear lodged in that fatal spot, the heel, That by the Stygian waters was not touched. I wonder, Hector, what you think of this— This —just one more of life's little ironies. C. E. V., '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/060.htm Page 60 APRIL FOOL Bob Carter and Guy Ringer seemed in a hurry—they were. They were going to a party; they were late but that's not what the hurry was all about. Arriving at Kennedy's house on College Avenue in Grove City, they rushed up on the porch and hurried inside. "What's all the rush for?" asked Mary Grace Kennedy who was giving the party. "Dim the lights, and I'll tell you all about it," said Bob. The rest of the party were seated in the parlor. "I guess we'll be all right here,—if the police aren't after us for murder or something," said Bob, in great excitement. "Police? Murder? What in the world is the matter with you?" asked Mary Grace. "Well, it's not a very long story." said Bob. "Yours truly, Little Jack Little. Here 'tis." "Guy and I got in town early so we decided to go for a short ride." began Bob. "We turned off at the Number Five Mine Road. When we came to the crossroads, we saw a girl—one of the prettiest I've seen outside of the movies. She signaled us and we stopped. She seemed troubled and looked as if she had been crying. "Do you want a ride?' I asked. She said she did and then got in. We rode along in silence (or awhile. She suddenly looked at me and said, 'You did it! You did it!' 'What did I do?' I asked. "'You did it!' was her answer and the only thing she would say. "'Where do you want to go?' I asked. "'I live just over that hill' was her reply. "We came to the top of the hill but there was no house to be seen. 'Are you trying to pull a fast one on us?' I asked. ',Where do you live?' "Just over the grade,' she answered. 'That's the truth this time.' We went over the grade but all I could see was a small deserted ramshackle farm house. "'This is it,' she said. "'Say, listen. What do you mean?' I asked. 'You surely don't live in there, do you?' "'Yes,' she said, 'Won't you please come in for a few minutes?' "We went up to the door and Guy gave it a shove. Inside was an old rickety table and some old chairs. In one corner was an old dilapidated couch. "Guy poked me. 'Look under that couch,' he whispered. "Extended out was a hand—cold and white in death. "I swung around to the girl. She was standing up against the door with an automatic revolver in her hand. "'Stay where you are or I'll shoot,' she said. I knew better than to do anything else—she didn't look like the type that would hesitate to shoot. "'You'll either do as I say or I'll get the police and blame the death of that man on you two; she said. 'Take his body and throw it into the river.' "'It'll be discovered sooner or later if we do that,' said Guy. "I pulled the couch away. In the man's right temple was a small black hole with ragged edges. A stream of blood had dried on his face. After a few minutes of arguing, we decided that I'd take the head, and Guy would take the feet. As I leaned down to pick up the head. I heard, 'Bob!' I was startled. "'Did you hear anything, Guy?' I asked. He hadn't. I thought it was just my imagination. As I leaned down the second time I heard 'Bob!' just a little louder. Again I asked Guy if he had heard anything. He told me I must have the creeps. The third time I leaned down I heard, 'Bob!'. It was much louder. l jumped and turned around. Who do you think it was?" Bob stopped there. A moment of silence passed. "Who was it?" asked Harry Black, who sat closest to Bob. "It was my mother calling me to get up." said Bob to the surprise of the rat. "Well. I'll be—" cried Harry. Just then a pillow passed Bob's head. "April Fool!" Bob shouted, and ducked but he was too late. Harry was on top of Bob smothering him with pillows. Jerry Junkin, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-three.htm Book Three Social *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/061.htm Page 61 SOCIAL Of all the extra-curricular activities in Senior High School. perhaps the most enjoyed and most anticipated are the class, club, and interclass parties. These parties are always managed by students with the aid of a faculty adviser and are carried on in a most proper manner. The Social Activities serve a two-fold purpose. First they tend to increase school spirit, and second, they give the opportunties for the practice of the social amenities. School spirit, both loyalty to the school and the spirit of good-fellowship, is increased through the personal contacts gained in working with each other for a common good, the success of the party. Cooperation furthers school spirit, which is helpful in other activities. As to the opportunities of learning and practicing social amenities, at the school parties every courtesy is extended not only to the Faculty, but also to each other. Friendships are formed and strengthened, and all gain a further knowledge of "the fine art of living together." Clearfield High is fortunate in having many more parties for the size of the school than are held in any other High School in this section. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/062.htm Page 62 THE HALLOWE'EN PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of the Clearfield High School Ladies and gentlemen—Tonight, October 26, 1929. a full account of the Hallowe'en Party is being broadcast through this station. This is an unusual affair of Clearfield High School, under the supervision of the Senior Class. The gymnasium is beautifully decorated in appropriate Hallowe'en fashion—corn stalks and skeletons, witches and black cats. No one seems to be around yet. Oh. here comes the orchestra, it's Jackson's! Looks as if there would be good dancing. They are tuning up—the Grand March is about to start. Here they come! The costumes are wonderful-such a mixture, reminds one of the Mardi Gras. The judges are going to have a hard task selecting the best. Such a lot of people, and still more are coming. Everyone is having a fine time. Dancing and talking—lots of noise! The judges are trying to decide the prize winners. Just a moment now, folks, the judges are announcing the prize costumes. Here they are: The Hula-Hula Girls are paged, Ruth Anderson, Gertrude Decker, Helen Anderson. and Josephine Adams. They were very clever. The "best sportsman girls" are Helen Ralston, Marthena Bigleman, Ellen Ogden. Margaret Gearhart, Elizabeth Gorman. I wonder where they borrowed the football suits. The "best-dressed girl," Julia Eisenhauer. a Spanish maiden is fairly breathing the romantic air of Spain. As best dressed boy there is Don Roseberry, all dressed up like a medieval knight on horseback. Ted Miller and Walter Montague seem all ready to go to bed. carrying an umbrella and eating lolly pops. Anyhow they received the prize for "the funniest costume." The judges must have had a hard time getting the best, because all the costumes were fine. Dancing has started full blast. The floor is crowded with skeletons dancing with Dutch maidens, witches with gay pierrots, clowns with clowns. That orchestra is just fine. Oh, you should see what I see—refreshments! They sure must be good, everyone is doing away with them in a hurry. Those pumpkin pies look like the ones Mother used to make—and the cider is like the nectar of the gods. Couples are going on the floor again; there is encore after encore, but all good things must end. Goodnights are said, and with parting glances at the decorations and interesting costumes, everyone leaves. Station CSHS signing off until the next party held here. SENIOR CLASS PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of the Clearfield High School Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Tonight station CSHS is broadcasting the Senior Class Party which is being held in the gymnasium of the Senior High School. It looks as though a good party were in store. The three home rooms have turned into colleges, and a track meet will take place. Ah! Here they come now with colors flying. The meet is on! Notta Dame. Colgate, and Swahmore are seated in the bleachers. They are giving their yells to cheer their athletes on to victory. Races of all sorts are being held, and the excitement is high. The score is close, but Swahmore pushes ahead and wins by one point. Now they are being presented with the prize—candy kisses! Almost a bushel of them. Being generous contestants, they pass them to the defeated teams. Now the dancing begins—square dancing too. These dignified Seniors aren't so dignified at times—you should sty them "swing their partners". Someone must have given the refreshment signal, for the gymn is quite empty. Here they come—balancing plates and cups. Those cats sure look good, and the-Collegiates" are liking them too. They have started dancing again—from the noise, you may know that there is not one who is not enjoying himself. Some party, folks, but it's all over now. The Seniors did themselves proud, but you may guess that many a sad thought was fleeting from one sophisticated head to another as they realized that this was their last class party. Station CSHS signing off for this evening. Goodnight all! *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/063.htm Page 63 THE JUNIOR-SENIOR PROM Broadcasting from the Gymnasium of Clearfield High School. Goodevening, ladies and gentlemen. You shall have the pleasure of hearing the particulars of a very fine party,— the Junior-Senior Prom. Right now, everyone is in the auditorium getting lined up for the Grand March. From the noise, they must be anxious to get down into the gym. Here they come, folks! Lots of them. It looks as if the whole school were here. Gasps of surprise are heard everywhere, and no wonder. The gym is beautifully decorated. A soft, low moon hangs in a sky of clearest blue, and dusky Hawaiians are seated on the greenest of grass,—a beautiful sight and one very originally done. The entertainment has begun now, folks, and you can hear the soft strains of guitars and ukeleles. A program of Hawaiian melodies with vocal solos and stringed duets is the next pleasing feature. It sure is a fine party. Dancing has started now and the orchestra sure is great. Dancing under a Hawaiian moon! Doesn't that sound romantic. Well, folks, refreshments are now being served and do they look good? Here's what, —fresh pineapple with heaps of fresh strawberry ice cream, cocoanut cakes, bright-colored candy, and orange-pineapple punch,—all products of the Hawaiian Isle. They surely are grand, and everyone here thinks so too. And now, as dancing will occupy the rest of the evening, this station is signing off until Commencement week. Goodnight, all! SOPHOMORE-SENIOR PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of Clearfield High School. Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, you will hear the first broadcast of the Sophomore-Senior Party, through the courtesy of Station CSHS. This party promises the unusual and unique. The Sophomores have been preparing it for weeks, and the Seniors have been anticipating it for the same length of time. In accordance with these facts, it should be a great party. I hear much hanging about upstairs, I guess everyone is getting his partner for the Grand March. The orchestra, Jackson's, has been tuning up and they are playing now. Here come the Sophomores and Seniors; they present a striking spectacle and seem to be an almost endless chain, but now the chain is broken. Everyone is quiet. The Sophomores are putting on a most clever entertainment. An old-fashioned couple are seated in an old fashioned garden watching very modern singing and dancing. A very clever and different sort of entertainment! Dancing will now take up the greater part of the evening. What, with a very good orchestra and equally good dancers, there is no doubt that everything will be in perfect harmony. My prophecy is proving correct. The Seniors are having a really enjoyable rime, and thus the Sophomores are rewarded for their efforts. Refreshments are next on this program. I'm sure they will be in accordance with the rest of the party,—and they'll be great. Again I'm right; here's the menu,—sandwiches, cookies, ice cream, punch, and candy favors. The Sophomores have done well, and the Seniors are loathe to leave, but as the clock is striking the proverbial hour of departure, station CSHS must now sign off. Until the next party, good-night! *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/064.htm Page 64 THE JUNIOR PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of the Clearfield High School Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. To-night you will have the pleasure of listening to the broadcast of the Junior Class Parry, and you may know that it will be a good one, because the Juniors are a peppy bunch. All ready, folks? Very well, we'll proceed. The noise you now hear is the Juniors marching down the steps to the tune of "Turn on the Heat". As the gym is decorated with cotton icicles and snow, the theme song is very appropriate. The entertainment has already been given in the auditorium. A very original pantomine was presented and some fair damsels of the Class gave a very clever dance. Sorry, friends, that you couldn't actually see that program. That orchestra is sure fine and the Juniors are well aware of the fact, for the floor is crowded, and it looks as if there would be some square dancing, too. Everyone joins in the square dancing, and enjoys it immensely. Well—folks, the gym has suddenly been cleared. I guess everyone has gone,—Oh, no! here they are again,—and you've guessed,—refreshments and plenty of them,—ice cream, nuts, punch and life-sized hatchet cookies. Oh yes,—it is near George's birthday. Those eats do look good, and that's what the Juniors think from the appearance of things. And now, as dancing will take up the rest of the evening, this station will sign off for to-night. Ladies and gentlemen, you have just heard the broadcast of the Junior Class Party held in C. H. S. Good night, all! SOPHOMORE PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of the Clearfield High School Well, folks are you interested in hearing the details of the Sophomore Party now being held in the Senior High School? This broadcast is sent you through the courtesy of Station CSHS. Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Here it is St. Valentine's Day and the Sophomores are celebrating. The gym looks lovely with the red and white decorations, characteristic of St. Valentine's Day. A very clever dance is now being given by the group of Sophomore girls. They sure can dance. Various entertainments are taking place, and you may rest assured they are well done. The boys are not at all shy; they are choosing partners for dancing. Everyone looks very charming and is having the best of times. I believe an important part of this affair is now being held. You've guessed it—refreshments! Appropriate Valentine designs are on the ice cream, and candy hearts carry out the same idea. The dancing goes on to the music of an excellent orchestra. The Sophomores are doing it up fine, and deserve much credit for their efforts. All is now quiet in the gym. The clock strikes twelve, and station CSHS signs off saying, "Goodnight." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/065.htm Page 65 THE JUNIOR PLAY On December 12, 1929, the Junior Class presented their play, "The Charm School." This play was of the same caliber as all Junior plays, and was played exceptionally well in spite of the fact that, due to broken furnace pipes in the High School, the cast were forced to give the play in Junior High School. Much credit is given to their capable coach, Miss Nancy M. Miller. When Austin Bevans, a young automobile salesman, unexpectedly inherits a girl's boarding school from a maiden aunt, he insists upon running it himself and putting into practice some of his theories on the education of girls. The chief of these theories is that the dominant feature in the education of young girls should be CHARM. He is ably assisted in his efforts by four of his friends. The adventures of these young pedagogues are most interesting and amusing. The stu- dents are thrilled at the advent of five young men in their institution as is also the susceptible school secretary, but the former head of the school does not take so kindly to the new administration. The situations reach their climax when one of the girls falls in love with the young owner-professor, causing him to give up the school with the understanding however, that he will wait for his pupil. The cast of characters follows: Austin Bevans, an Automobile Salesman - Maynard Mullen David MacKenzie, a Law Student - Donavan Black George Boyd, an Expert Accountant, - Ray Walker Jim Simpkins - Clair Davis Tim Simpkins - Duane Kyler Homer Johns - Edgar McCullough Elsie Benedotti, President of Senior Class - Josephine Adam Miss Hays, Director of the School - Martha Bigleman Miss Curtis, who thinks well of the Senior Class - Elizabeth Ralston consisting of: Sally Boyd Edna Stage Muriel Daughty - Jean Watson Ethel Spelvin - Sarah Gingery Alix Mercier - Margaret Gearhart Lillian Stafford - Mary Lou Carr Madge Kent - Gwendolyn Thompson Dotsie, a Junior - Betty Barman The executive staff who aided greatly in making the play a success is as follows: Business Manager - Ruth Anderson Publicity Manager - Jack Rowles Property Managers - Gwendolyn Thompson, Betty Bannan Stage Managers - Wilson Straw, Jack Kennard Prompter - Margaret Young *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/066.htm Page 66 THE NEW POOR On March 21,1930, the Sophomores proved to their large audience that they at last deserved a permanent place on the roll of the producers of successful activities in C. H. S. This they attained by presenting that "different type" of play, "The New Poor". In this play, the sleuthing Sophs mysteriously solved a "Moving-Picture" plot which kept even the shrewdest guessing until the final curtain. The far too rich Wellbys, having been deserted by all servants, hired four "Russians" who had "escaped" from the Russian Revolution and were seeking jobs. Everything moved along smoothly until Miss Maudsley, a detective story authoress, and Kirk O'Farrell, her private detective, discovered that Amos Wellby's old master-pieces have been replaced by copies of the original paintings. Since the "Grand Duke's" chief hobby is copying old masters, suspicion points toward him. But, after many enthralling incidents, the cast revealed to the excited audience that the "Grand Duke" had made the copies, but that Gutteridge, a deceitful friend of Amos, changed them. The audience then learned that the "Russians" are all merely green actors from Clearfield High, who were "rushing" around to locate a job. Then Dan Cupid bound the three Wellby girls to the three actors, and when Amos "fell for" the actress, all lived happily ever after. The Sophomore are most grateful to Miss Ewing who so untiringly coached the play to success, and also to Miss Albright, the class adviser, who helped so faithfully in many ways. The Grand Duke,—the Butler - Wilson Smeal Count Ivan,—the Footman - Fredrick Brion Prince Vladimir,—the Chauffeur - Richard Stewart Princess Irene,—the Maid - Rosemary Hunter Mrs. Wellby, —a Wealthy Widow - Mildred Chase Amos Wellby,—the Oldest Son, - Tyrus Gordon Alice - Jane Arnold Constance - Thelma Nelson Betty - Anna Mac Murphy The Wealthy Sisters Mary Maudsley,—an Authoress - Marion Hess Mr. Gutteridge,—A Picture Expert - Robert Lynn Kirk O'Farrel,—the Detective - James Marino The executive staff also added honors to the production; they were as follows: Business Manager - Betty Bloom Publicity Manager - Fred Nightingale Dorothy Meagher Property Manager - Mervin Fay Stage Manager - Mary Gearhart Dean Holt *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/067.htm Page 67 LATIN CLUB PARTY Broadcasting from the gymnasium of the Clearfield High School Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. We are about to broadcast the events of the Latin Club Party. The Sophomores will be invited, and you should see their faces, they look thoroughly frightened, as they wonder what is in store for them. The Juniors and Seniors are chuckling and acting very mysterious. The gymnasium is quite dark-looking, very much like the Underworld. I can see the River Styx and Charon's Ferry. Pluto and Proserpino, King and Queen of the Underworld, are seated on a throne, ready to watch the punishments. Now the Sophomores are brought in. They cross the River Styx and drink of the River Lethe. The easiest part is over, and the worst is yet to come. I can hear the Chief Punisher calling out names and assigning the punishments, which are many and terrible. But the victims are good sports, and perform their labors like martyrs. At last, they are breathing freely and I'll wager they are waiting to get revenge on the Sophomores next year. The whole club with the new members now rises, while the initiates takes the oath which renders them "Semper Fideles" to their club. Now the dancing is started. The orchestra is playing very well. The Sophomores are holding no spite against their tormentors for they are dancing and talking with them. Chocolate eclairs! Punch! Eskimo pies! Doesn't that sound delicious? Nectar and ambrosia! Those Latin students are doing justice to it, but can you blame them! SOCIAL SERVICE CLUB PARTY . Broadcasting for the gymnasium of Clearfield High School Ladies and gentlemen, tonight it will be your pleasure to listen to the broadcasting of the Social Service Club Kid Party—It is going to be a very clever party, everyone will be dressed as a "kid" —the teachers also. Imagine that! I hear dear little footsteps coming down the steps. Here they are, folks, just out of kindergarten, I should say if I were judging from appearances. Hair Ribbons just seem to float thru the gymnasium; there are so many of them. Soon we see some clever stunts. Two groups vie with each other in representing all the entrancing toys a shop could hold, from growling bears to dancing dolls. Enthusiasm runs high as prizes are offered the winner of contests. Now they are going to play every game that children especially adore. They are having such a good time, yelling and laughing, that one wonders if these girls have ever been in senior high school. And now comes the surprise of the evening; they are being served clever refreshments, well-suited to the age of the guests. Lollypops, eskimo pies, little cookies, and mints,—good wholesome food for the children. To each child is given a noise-producing favor and great is the din that is ensuing. They are now wanting to play games and to dance, but as we know that very soon they must go home to be tucked into bed, we shall leave the "kid" party' with the wish that life might always hold such carefree joys. BOYS' BOHEMIAN MINSTREL Derbies off to the Boys' Glee Club! Can they put on a minstrel show? Ask anyone. With Charles Mann as interlocutor, Arthur Duckett, Jerry Junkin, Leonard Peterson, William ("Smoke") Jenkins, Joe Masser, and Jack Rowles as the black gag boys, the first part of their colorful event was executed as veterans would execute it. The solos were all sung with the expression and smoothness that makes a ministrel "click." The fine vocal support furnished by the chorus men was undeniably a feature of both the '29 and the '30 shows, while the endmen put their gags over without a hitch. What more could be said about the successful black-time production? The second part of the show took place in a replica of a Bohemian out door tavern. Here again, Charles steered the action with an experienced hand. Charles being the only and head waiter, his duty was to see that each of the twenty boys seated at the tables was served with Bohemian vodka (Coca Cola). The solos and specialty acts again maintained the smoothness of the preceding part. Fred Meagher carried out some clever work on his easel The Junior Quartette harmonized with "Gypsy Trail" for its share of the glory. Leonard Peterson, Harry Johnson, Jerry Junkin, Joe Masser, Tom Junkin and Howard Stewart (as "Quirt and Flagg") and Bertram Quigley rendered excellent solos with exceptional ease, Bertram being assisted by a chorus of boys who danced with a rhythm as catchy as one of their Glee Club sisters could produce. Jack Rowles despondently delivered "St. Louis Blues" on his saxaphone as the program was nearing its end. The finale sent everyone away with his blood tingling and his face in a smile; again—"Off with the Derbies!" *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/068.htm Page 68 BELLE OF BAGDAD The combiningofthe two Glee Clubs made an unusually successful play possible, and proved that the clubs were capable of doing anything, no matter how difficult the undertaking. Each member of the well-instructed and talented cast displayed every evidence of having had the previous training of Miss Anna Lumley, the leader. Miss Reida Longanecker took charge of the choruses and the numerous special dances of members of the cast. "The Belle of Bagdad," was undoubtedly a huge success caused by the cooperation of everyone in any way concerned with the production. Oriental setting along with the clever costumes of both the cast and the the choruses were very beautifully carried out. That both clubs are improving rapidly and are bringing forth some unusual talents was thoroly proved by this excellent presentation. Those who led this year's Operetta, and who made it the subject of many admiring eyes, are as follows: Mrs. Horace McCann,—New American Consul in Bagdad - Mary K. Hall Elsa McCann,—Her daughter - Jean Watson Anne Blackwell, friend of Elsa's - Betty Bannon Archie Fitygibbans,—Flom dear old London - Leonard Peterson Lelinda,—A dancer - Marie Geynet Rose,—A daughter of the Caliph - Pauline Turner Lily,—Another daughter - Madelyn Stewart Ali Ben Mustapha,—The Prefect of Police - Fred Meagher Hassan El Carib,—The Caliph of Bagdad - Charles Mann Jewel,—His favorite daughter - Laura Dietzal Bob Ballentine,—An airplane Mechanic - Clair Davis Bill Blake,—His friend and Companion - Jack Rowles Henrietta Whipstitch,—A romantic spinster - Johanna Powell Dick Taylor,—From the Super-Supreme Film Co - Bertram Quigley Choruses of Natives, Guards, Tourists,. Dancers, etc. MAY DAY May Day is the day of all days. With the thought of this day comes a picture of a stately queen, beautifully gowned, with her ladies-in-waiting, and cleverly-clad little pages. The Queen and her Royal Court are surrounded by a heavily armed guard and are attended by a bevy of loyal slaves. This minature court brings back memories of the days of knighthood. The entertainment provided is royal enough for any real king, or queen to witness. All the schools in town participate in a mass drill. Then, too, each school in town gives a special demonstration. Peculiar and pleasing little folk-dances are rendered to attract the Queen and her royal court. Clearfield Senior High School plays a part, too. A very colorful and attractive dance is given by the High School, while the Queen and her interested attendants look on. The Queen smiles graciously as the entertainment proceeds and admires the girls and boys in their striking and inspiring outfits. The girls are attired in simple white dresses, while the boys wear dark trousers and white shirts. The winding of the May Poles in the May Day Dance is an outstanding feature of the entertainment. To Clearfield and its schools, May Day has always been a gala occasion. As the years go on May Day grows in its slpendor and charm. Every year it attracts a larger crowd of spectators; so let us always set aside one balmy day in May for this gala fete. In this year, 1930, the Court was garbed in Twelfth Century fashion with the following characters: The Queen of May - Laura Dietzel Maid-of-Honor - Mabel Boal Attendants SENIOR Isabel Shirey, Marian Murphy JUNIOR Jean Watson, Elizabeth Gorman SOPHOMORE Rosemary Hunter, Jennie Lynn Flower girls, pages, guard of honor and slaves *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-four.htm Book Four Organizations *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/069.htm Page 69 ORGANIZATIONS Organizations compose a large part of the extracurricular activities of our high school. In C. H. S. there are no pupils who are not engaged in some extra-curricular activity. Each year new activities ate being developed and increased interest is constantly being created through the newer activities. Through these organizations fraternity and school spirit is promoted. These different organizations aid the pupils in becoming good citizens. It is here that the pupil's ability is shown, and ofttimes organizations are the stepping stones that help to make of the student a leader. Here, too, one makes new friends and is constantly coming it contact with others than his daily classmates. After belonging to an organization, a pupil is much better-fitted to choose a good vocation. The organizations of C. H. S. are well organized and function regularly; therefore they can be called benefical and educational, as well as recreational, activities. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/070.htm Page 70 THE BISON BOARD EDITOR-IN-CHIEF DOROTHY WILSON BUSINESS MANAGER JOE MASSER ADVERTISING MANAGER LEONARD PETERSON LITERARY EDITOR WINNIFRED YOUNG SOCIAL EDITOR MARY LOU ROWLES ART EDITOR FRED MEAGHER JOKE EDITOR ARTHUR MORRISON ATHLETIC EDITOR CLARENCE LAWHEAD EXCHANGE EDITOR MARIAN JURY JUNIOR ASSISTANTS AURILLA BALUM ROBERT HISONG MARGARET GEARHART MAURICE SMEAL JOSEPHINE ADAMS MARIE GEYNET ROBERT STEVENSON HOLLIS LUTZ WILLIAM PIPER *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/071.htm Page 71 CLEARFIELD HIGH COMMERCIAL CLUB The Clearfield High Commercial Club was organized in 1926 and has been reorganized every year since that time. Officers elected for the year 1929-1930 are as follows: President—ANNA McILVAINE Vice-President—PAULINE TURNER Secretary—JEAN SHIREY Assistant Secretary—BESSIE CALDWELL Treasurer—RAYE FONTENOY Assistant-Treasurer—RUSSELL KLINE Parliamentarian—WILDA MERRY Adviser—MISS VERLIE 1. HIGH In February this dub gave a play in assembly entitled "Hooks and Crooks." This was an excellent office sketch and was really worth seeing. Another big event of the Club is the dinner which it gives annually, and which everyone anticipates with much eagerness. The programs of the Club are very interesting and instructive, acquainting the members with important information in the world of business. Both educationally and recreationally, this has been a most profitable year. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/072.htm Page 72 LINCOLN-DOUGLAS DEBATING CLUB In 1925-'26 the Debating Club was first organized. That year the club was very interesting, in spite of the fact that it was just in its infancy. The Debating Club celebrated its second anniversary in 1926-'27 and found itself more ready at that time for hard work than ever before. That year a debate was held with DuBois, with C. H. S. cqming out triumphant and more ambitious than ever. In 1927-'28 the club organized earlier than it had in past years. That year marked the beginning of a County Literary Meet held in Clearfield, May 11, 1928. At this meet Clearfield competed with two other schools. In 1928-'29 the Club got an early start by organizing Oct. 4, 1928. A debate was held between the classes. The Seniors won and received the award "The Health Fairy", presented by the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company. That year we again entered the County Literary League with great enthusiasm. In 1929-'30 the debate club was rather late in getting organized. At the club's first meeting the following officers were elected. President—JOHN MOHNEY Vice-President—SARAH GINGERY Secretary—AILEEN STAUFFER Adviser—MISS REIDA LONGANECKER This year the club planned to do great things, but for some resaon it did not fully meet the expectations of the adviser. However, the club prepared itself to enter the Annual Literary Contest March 14, at DuBois, where the local team scored a victory. They were not so fortunate in a later debate with Curwensville. Several times during the year chosen debaters have appeared before the local clubs, presenting interesting debates on each occasion. The Club has been most successful and is very profitable to C. H. S. in many ways. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/073.htm Page 73 BOYS' GLEE CLUB The Boys' Glee Club has completed its third year of existence successfully, with the help of its able directress, Miss Lumley, and its officers, who were elected at the first of the year. President—CHARLES MANN Vice-President—LEONARD PETERSON Secretary—CLAIR DAVIS Treasurer—CHARLES McNULTY The Glee Club meets every Wednesday night at 7:30 for an hour's practice. The Club owes much to Miss Longanecker, who has given up her Wednesday nights to accompany the singing. At the first of the school year, durng the first semester, the Boys' Glee Club gave a "Bohemian Ministrel," which was enjoyed by all who saw it. This presentation was possible only through the cooperation of the club with Miss Lumley. Later in the year, in the second semester the Boys' and Girls' Glee Clubs combined and gave an operetta, "The Belle of Bagdad." This, with its song hits, its snappy dances, and mixed choruses, was unanimously chosen as the best performance of the year. Unusal talent was shown in this operetta with its cast of over one hundred girls and boys. Three quartettes were selected from the Boys' Glee Club, one to represent each class, the Sophomore, the Junior, and the Senior. With the promise of a "Bigger and Better" year for 1930-'31, the Club ended its year of 1929-'30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/074.htm Page 74 GIRLS' GLEE CLUB At the first meeting of the Girls' Glee Club the following officers were elected for 1929-30: President—MADELINE WELCH Vice-President—MARY K. HALL Secretary—PAULINE TURNER Treasurer—ANNA McILVAINE Librarians—LOUISE CELLO HAZEL JAY Pianist—LAURA DEITZEL Instructor—MISS ANNA P. LUMLEY The first presentation of the club was the annual Christmas Cantata,"The Birth of Christ". An unusual feature of the cantata was the beautiful colored pictures which were shown on the screen while the chorus sang the different musical selections of the cantata. The next presentation of the club was the Operetta, "The Belle of Bagdad", given on April 11. This was the greatest success of the year, as it was the joint production of the Girls' Glee Club and the Boys' Glee Club. Miss Lumley's untiring efforts and efficient instruction together with the splendid cooperation of the Glee Clubs, were responsible for the success of all its undertakings. Miss Reida Longanecker's help as assistant instructor was also invaluable to the club. While the girls spent much time and work in making the club a success this year, their efforts have been doubly repaid by the valuable experience and training they have received. This year's club has set a high standard of achievement for the junior and sophomore girls to attain next year. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/075.htm Page 75 HI-Y CLUB This new club was started by the Senior Adviser, Mr. Kent, and six boys who went to a convention at New Castle for Hi-Y purposes. These six boys and eight others are the charter members of the club. At the first meeting they elected four officers: President—ROBERT STEVENSON Vice President—ROBERT SHULL Secretary—J. PAUL FRANTZ Treasurer—MAURICE SMEAL The club also has an advisory staff consisting of Mr. Kent, Mr. S. F. W. Morrison, Mr. Morrison, physical director of the "Y", and Mr. Warner. The club is based on the same principles as other clubs, having a worthy aim and standards of betterment. The first project of the Hi-Y Club was a chapel program. The speaker was Mr. Montagnanie, a well known lecturer. The club expects to have many more activities when it is a little more solidly established. The club has, for a side attraction a basket ball ream. This team so far has played only two games, although scheduled for four. It lost one and won one. The Club although small, not numbering over twenty-five members, expects to grow and be of service not only to itself but also to the school and community. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/076.htm Page 76 CLEARFIELD HIGH NATURE CLUB On October 29, 1930 the Biology students, under the leadership of Mr. Brennan, formed the Clearfield High School Nature Club. The purpose of this club is to bring the student in closer contact with his natural surroundings. We hold our meetings on the second and fourth Tuesdays of each month, and at this time we map out, as well as execute, plans for our different activities. Practically every Saturday we have field trips. We hike through the mountains in the vicinity of Clearfield. We study the birds, their habits, the insects, the trees, and other works of nature. Our project for this year is an exhibition, at the close of the school year, of our work for 1929–'30, that will consist of various collections of bird eggs, nests, snakes, insects, different trees, and flowers. Our officers for this year are: President—JOHN MOHNEY Vice-President—DAVID CATHCART Secretary-Treasurer—AGNES JURY *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/077.htm Page 77 THE STUDENT COUNCIL The Student Council of Clearfield High School is as important to the school activities as are the Cabinet and the President to the affairs of the United States. The Clearfield High School Student Council was organized in 1927 for the purpose of discussing school problems and to act as a clearing house for matters of discussions. This year the Council recognized the organizing of the Clearfield High School Nature Club, started by members of the biology classes. Gavels for each of the home rooms were bought this year through the influence of the Council. The Student Council had charge of the Christmas entertainment, which was the portrayal of "A Country School", a very humorous performance. The Council also acted in quite a few cases, in the capacity of guide and host to visitors at the school. Several times the president or some other member conducted general assemblies. Matters of importance to the whole student body are carried back to home rooms by Council members where discussions are held. The representative then reports the home room opinions to the Council, who may act upon them. The following officers and members were elected to Student Council for first and second Semesters: OFFICERS-FIRST SEMESTER President, Laura Deitzel Vice-President, James Stevenson Secretary, Ray Walker Treasurer, Lucille Mauk MEMBERS-SENIORS James Stevenson 27-34 Marian Ogden 19 Fred Meagher 30 Laura Deitzel Don Wilson JUNIORS Ray Walker 25 Ruth Anderson 21 Hollis Lutz 32 Maurice Smeal 28 Bessie Caldwell 23 SOPHOMORES Lucille Mauk 13 Loretta Kane 15 Dorothy Grubb 17-26 Wilson Smeal 22 David Cathcart 16 Adviser, Mr. S. F. W. Morrison OFFICERS-SECOND SEMESTER President, Charles Mann Vice-President, Dorothy Peterson Secretary, Enid Stage Treasurer, Dorothy Meagher MEMBERS-SENIORS Gordon Lucas 19 Mary Lou Rowles 27-34 Wilda Merry 30 Charles Mann Dorothy Petersen JUNIORS Enid Stage 21 Gertrude Williams 25 Alta Spencer 28 Edward Pooler 32 SOPHOMORES Robert Decker 13 Almeda Helsel 15 Margaret Mellott 17-26 Ernest Shaw 24 Dorothy Meagher 16 Thomas Welch *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/078.htm Page 78 SOCII LATINI The Latin Club has grown until it has become one of the largest clubs in the Clearfield High School. The officers elected for the year 1929-30 are as follows: Praeses—MARION MURPHY Sub-Praeses—WINIFRED YOUNG Scriba—MARIE GEYNET Aerarii Praefecturs—ENID STAGE Consultor—MISS MILLER A large group of Sophomores signified their intentions of joining the club and were initiated at the annual party in November. The initiation was very unique, for the new members were ceremoniously conducted through the Underworld. Some very interesting programs were given at several monthly meetings and were thoroughly enjoyed by everyone. For one meeting the club had the very instructive and entertaining motion picture, "The Last Days of Pompeii". The annual assembly program was given late in the year, and in honor of the International Virgil Celebration. The entire peroid was devoted to the life and works of that poet. The presentation of the Eta Sigma Phi medals to the boys and girls having the highest honors in the Virgil Class will be carried out as before. Altogether the year has been very successful, and every member of the "Socii Latini" may feel very proud of having been members of this club. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/079.htm Page 79 SOCIAL SERVICE CLUB The school term, 1929-'30, has proved to be another successful year for the Social Service Club, which is the executive body of the Junior Red Cross of Clearfield High School. Mildred Lawhead was elected president by the student body in the general election in September. "Getting acquainted" was accomplished by a "Kid party" on January 24. The Annual Community Chest Drive amounted to $68.68; 97.2% of the school contributed to this fund. The sales at the football and basketball games have been a great success. The proceeds from these sales have been added to our treasury. This fund has made possible contributions to the Children's County Home, Clearfield Hospital, County Tuberculosis Society, and other worthy charities. One of the most interesting projects of the dub is the International Correspondence. This promotes world friendship by giving our friends abroad an understanding of our school life and national customs. Last year our portfolio was rated "good." We hope to have this year's portfolio rated "excellent." As is customary each year at Thanksgiving and Easter-time, programs were given at the County Home. Portfolios and scrap books were made for the Children's Home and the children in the Hospital. Each Saturday two of the girls go to the Children's Home to help entertain the children. The biggest project of the year is the packing of Christmas stockings in the filling of which all home rooms have a part. This year fifty-four large red tarlatan stockings, each filled with ten useful gifts, were sent to the World War Veterans in the Government Hospital in Sharpsburg, Pa. Fifty Christmas favors accompanied the stockings. Truly, with such a list of activities, the Social Service Club, with the co-operation of the student body, has accomplished much in the field of service in the past year. The following in the officers of the Social Service Club for 1929-'30.: President—MILDRED LAWHEAD Vice-President—AILEEN STAUFFER Secretary—PAULINE TURNER Treasurer—LOUISE FULLINGTON Adviser—MISS ETHEL TROSTLE *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/080.htm Page 80 THE TRIANGLE The "Triangle" is the name of our monthly school paper, which is a little more than a year old. The symbol of the Triangle, Courtesy, Honor and Service, has [been] the aim of the staff and its adviser in trying to produce a paper worthy of the standards of the Clearfield High School. This paper is supported only by the subscriptions of the students and alumni of our school. The adviser of "The Triangle" is Miss Ewing. The staff is as follows: Editor-in-Chief - Louise Leonardson Assistant Editor - Frances Wilson DEPARTMENT EDITORS General News Editor - Laura Dietzel ASSISTANTS Cleve Learish, Margaret Young, LaDean Shirey, Elizabeth Ralston, and Sara Gingery Alumni Editors - Ida Pearce, Jane Arnold Club Editors - Dorothy Petersen, Rosemary Hunter Exchange Editors - Claire Mulhollan, Vincent Johnson Feature and Humor - Sara Barr, Jane Barret Girls' Athletics - Dorothy Richards Boys' Athletics - Don Roseberry, William Johnson BUSINESS DEPARTMENT Business Manager - Mildred Lawhead Assistants - Ray Walker, George Dimeling Proof Readers - Wilda Merry, Pauline Turner Make-up-Editors - Harriet Hudson, Enid Stage Typists Head Typist — Velma Pentz ASSISTANTS Chester Owens, Clarence Williams, Ray Fontenoy, Bernice Beightol, Olive Ogden *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/081.htm Page 81 THE ASSEMBLY COMMITTEE In order to provide recreation and instruction of a type not received in the classroom, the Student Assembly has been instituted. Three times a week the students gather in the Auditorium at ten o'clock. On Monday and Friday mornings, they devote the time to singing, on the latter day with the assistance of the orchestra; on Wednesday, they enjoy special programs prepared by the various home rooms and organizations of the school. Sometimes public speakers, both visiting and local persons, as well as musical talent, are secured by the Assembly Committee. The control of the Assembly is in the hands of a committee of students, chosen by the home rooms. This group is responsible for scheduling programs and for general supervision of the Assembly. This year the personnel of the Assembly Committee is as follows: Room 30 Gladys Stevens—Chairman 27-34 Helen Knarr 19 Roland Lawhead 21 Eleanor Forsyth 23 Florence Black 25 Johanna Powell 28 Florence Johnson 32 Sara Gingery 13 Dorothy Cowdrick 15 Leon Kelley 16 Evelyn Casher 17-26 Gladys Davis 22 Ralph Herbert 24 Richard Rumery Adviser—Miss Nancy M. Miller THE DANCE COMMITTEE The Dance Committee, composed of three Seniors, two Juniors and one Sophomore with the supervision of faculty members, provides each week a social hour for the enjoyment of the school. The Committee is subdivided into two parts of three members each. One alternate Fridays each Committee provides music for dancing. The general conduct of students on the floor is under the supervision of the entire Committee. The members of the Committee are: SENIORS Joe Masser, Chairman, Marian Jury, George Marsden JUNIORS Jean Adams, Eleanor Forsyth SOPHOMORE Elsie Leasure FACULTY ADVISERS Miss Trostle, Miss Reno HOME ROOMS The branch government of the school is placed in the Home Rooms. A student president with the usual sub-officers is in charge. A regular period on Thursday morning is turned over to each Home Room at which time all the business of the Room is discussed and acted on as each group sees fit. Music, plays, readings, and parliamentary drills are a few of the many programs that go on in the different Home Rooms. Most of the campaign work of the school is carried on through the Home Rooms as is also the discussion of many school problems and other matters of importance. Without the cooperation of each Home Room the school could not run as smoothly as it does. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/082.htm Page 82 LIBRARY Buzz! Buzz! Then a long prolonged silence! What is the meaning of all this? It is just the students coming into the library to work and look up references. After they have been seated, the room becomes quiet again and the librarians look out over the assembled group with contented smiles. The library is one of the biggest institutions of Clearfield High School. It was organized for an educational purpose and this purpose has broadened every year. A student can go to the library any time of day that he has a vacant period, and look up reference work. But when a student goes to the library, he must act orderly and obey the instructions of the librarian. The student should act just as though a supervising teacher were in charge. Six years ago our library was open only twice a week. At that time the facilities for doing reference work were inadequate. Each year three hundred dollars is spent on the library for the purpose of adding new books or replacing old ones that are needed; it is only fair that a wider use of books should be encouraged. Furthermore, though few realize it, our library has added another unit to our curriculum, that is, library training. It is entirely up to the student body to keep our library at its best. To accomplish this end all must obey the library rules. Ordinary care must be given the books; they must be returned on time and should not be damaged in any way. Too many books are lost each year through carelessness and thoughtless dishonesty in removing books without first having them properly charged. The library is yours and it will be just what you make it. Will you help make it a better library? Will you assist others to do so? Then boost it and omit the unnecessary and unjustified criticism. MEMORIES OF LONG AGO Last night, as I stood by my window, My thoughts wandered back there again, And I thought of my home 1 had left in the hills, And my heart seemed throbbing with pain. 1 thought of those orchards and meadows The pastures and old chestnut tree, And down by the creek, our old grapevine swing Where we spent many hours with glee. I longed for those pleasures and wonderful days, Those days which had once seemed so dear I had left them so far, far behind me, My treasures I once held so near. I could see the radiant sunrise O'er the tops of the trees just beyond, And the birds by their singing welcomed The new-coming day as it dawned. The meadow-larks called from the pasture, The whip-poor-wills hid in the grass, And I never once dreamed for a moment Those glorious moments would pass. But now far away haVe I wondered: No happiness here can I see, And I'm praying just now to return once again To that happiness waiting for me. Roberta Richner, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-five.htm Book Five - Literary *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/083.htm Page 83 HE BISON DO YOU LIKE IT? It is the most appropriate name possible for the annual of Clearfield High School. The name of the book was changed for the purpose of standardizing the book, in both this and future issues. A standardized theme is cleverly carried throughout the entire book. The cover, division pages, panels, and the borders are all similarly designed so as to bring out the Bison idea. The Indian scheme has been worked out this year and next year the early American colonists will make their appearance in the annual. An unlimited supply of ideas has been developed by standardizing the book. Everything pertains to the Bison. Book after book has been perused by the Breeze Board to find a name suitable for our school annual. After a long hard search and months of difficult work and thought the name Bison was selected. The Bison speaks for itself and brings back early recollections of Clearfield in its infancy, the time when buffalo herds roamed the grassy hills of Clearfield. The Bison makes one think of Indians and the historical beginnings of Clearfield. The football squad can be referred to as the Bison squad, and the parties and social functions as Indian pow wows. The Jokes too, have changed their name. They are to represent the Bison at the time of their infancy. They have been called Bisonettes, an offspring of the Bison. No one knows where the name the "Breeze" originated. Perhaps one balmy day an extraordinary gust of wind attacked the four walls of Clearfield High School Then, too, some one might have slammed a door too hard causing a stronger breeze than usual, thus deriving the name Breeze. No one seems to be concerned about the origin of that name, and for years it served the purpose well. The new name seems to fit the book even better and we hope that you and your friends will like the "Bison" as you have liked the "Breeze." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/084.htm Page 84 LITERARY THE TRIALS OF DRIVING A "WRECK" Bang! Bump! Bump! and a sound of air escaping! What was that? Just another blow-out! Come on, Ruth, roll up your sleeves and let's get going! You'll get your hands dirty? Well what of it? It wouldn't be the first time, would it? Get out the pump and I'll get the blow-out patches. Whew? look at the hole in that inner-tube! There, that's fixed. Say, Lizzie, how about doing your "Daily Dozen" by pumping up this tire? All set? Let's go; it's 8:15 all ready. Did you hear that funny noise? No, that wasn't the differential; just another spark plug gone "blooey"! We'll have to hit on three till we get to school. Boy, thirty-five per! Hold everything! She's likely to fall apart. Choke it? What for? Can't you tell we're out of gas? Isn't that luck? Just at the Studebaker garage. Yes, five gallons, please. I'll pay him to-morrow if you kids pay me. Sarcastic? Of course not, but you know that you are all back in your payments. Next week one of you buy the gas, and I'll be sure to get your money, or else we'll walk. Here we are at last! Yes, Mr. Morrison, transportation. But we started at a quarter of eight. We had a flat tire and ran out of gas. Yes, sir, we'll start earlier to-morrow morning. Are you ready to start home? Wait rill I count noses. One, two three, four, where's "Viv"? Oh, here she comes. Doesn't that beat all? Can't make the starter work. Try it, Ruth, if you think you know so much more about cars than I do. See, I told you. Here's the crank; get out and crank it, won't you? I would, but my wrist still hurts from the "kick" this old "boat" gave me last week. Don't! I forgot to pull down the spark,—All right. There she goes. I'm afraid we'll have another "flat" going home. Why don't I carry a "spare" with us? Girl do you want to break down the car? Not haul as many? I haul only five now and that doesn't pay half the expenses of this "buzz-wagon". It's a good thing it isn't snowing, Ruth, or you would have to sit on the engine and wipe off the wind-shield. The wind-shield wiper is like the emergency brake,—all here but no good. Ruth please don't stick your head out thru the side curtains. There were six new ones put in before we started to take this car to school and look at them now. A hole in every one. Well, here we are at good old Woodland. Isn't it funny that nothing happened coming home. Well, good-night. See you to-morrow at seven-thirty. Now, is it any wonder that those Woodland "hicks" have so much luck in excused tardies? Claire Mulhollan, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/085.htm Page 85 THE SAGE OF THE FOREST One August day I was wandering idly through the forest when a voice said, "Halt, my boy, I have something of dire importance to tell you." I stopped amazed and looked wonderingly about me to find the source of these words but to my astonishment I found nothing. By some vague force which my mind could not comprehend and which neither my will-power nor physical self could control, I was made to sit down among the leaves and vines and listen. Listen to that voice which with its whispering and crooning was casting a strange spell over me. There in a trance sat I in the midst of the forest, all my senses gone save that of hearing. The unknown and unseen went on, "My boy, my foolish, unwise boy, have you ever thought seriously of your future? No, you live now in the present. Now in your youth you dance and sing and laugh away the happy hours. "When someone of a more mature mind questions you concerning your future occupation, you laugh and say, 'Oh, I'll get a job somewhere.' Where? Probably in a soul stifling factory where you work your heart and soul out for a meager amount begrudgingly given you. "Come! Oh you of the adventuresome kind, I have an occupation for you the name of which will send a thrill up and down your spine and cause your blood to course faster through your veins. Aviation! Your beloved country's great project as sure and certain as the future." I know not how I managed to speak it but the words seemed to form themselves without any effort on my part. "Why," my voice asked, "do you want me to become an aviator?" "Because", said the voice, "when you become a man aviation will be no longer an adventure in science but a necessity to mankind. Think, then of all the opportunities that await one skilled in aeronautics. Happiness, Success will be yours, but for Fame, no, there will be no Fame then in aviation for it will be your occupation." "My boy", the voice murmured, "I have set a goal for you, consider it a duty to your God, your country and yourself to attain it." The voice's soft crooning died down to a mere whisper, then ceased. Suddenly I heard a twig snap. I awoke with a start into reality. For a moment I was rather dumbfounded. All about me I saw vines and leaves that had taken a whimsical appearance. Gradually as if a fine mist were wafting away before my eyes my surroundings become clear and familiar. My mind and senses were brought back to their normal state. Turning my head I saw the little fellow that had awakened me. A squirrel sitting in the crotch of a tree and observing me with sharp beady eyes whisked away and disappeared. Again I heard that strange crooning voice. I looked up and there the wind was murmuring throught the branches of an ancient pine. James Irwin, '34. DISHES Dishes, dishes everywhere, And none of them are clean. The ones who love to wash them Are few and far between. Dishes, stacks of dishes, Oh, how I hate this task! If someone else will do them, That's all I'll ever ask. Florence lames, '32 A BRAVE COWARD A cold bitter wind whined through the naked trees, and flurries of fine whiteness sifted through the sky. Thin drifts of the whiteness raced across the thick ice that covered the wide river. In a large brick building near the mirrored stream, a door swung open, and students of the High School poured from it chatting and laughing. A sad-faced boy paused on the top step and stood motionless staring eagerly at the merry crowd of fun-seekers that sat on the bank fastening skates and shouting. A tear was almost noticeable in his eyes. After having watched them for a while, he *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/086.htm Page 86 turned with a last longing glance and stepped to the walk. A hurrying figure in a heavy coat brushed by him and stopped as it recognized Bud Forest. "Going skating, Bud?" questioned Van. "I guess not, Van," came the forlorn reply, "Mother says it is not safe." "Safe! gosh, it's as safe as this walk, and just as solid," said Van. "I know it is, Van; I'm not afraid of it, but then, Mother doesn't think so. I'm sorry, so long." Van hurried to the river, while Bud head down, trod slowly down the street. Approaching the corner, he glanced ahead of him. His heart pounded rapidly against his chest as he recognized Phyllis, lovely, clever, bright-eyed Phyllis, hurrying toward him. She, too, saw Bud, and her spirited smile greeted him and whisked away his sadness, but not before she had seen it. She confronted him with a teasing voice, "Laugh, clown, laugh. Hide your sorrows from the world." Then, with more seriousness, "Bud, I feel that you ought to tell someone what's bothering you. Something's giving you a lot of pain. Come on, Bud what is it? Maybe I could help." Bud would do anything in the world for Phyllis, but to tell her his pals thought he was a coward was too much. To relate his own misery to one so near his heart was an impossibility. He knew that she would not always be pleasant in the face of his disposition. She had asked him now, and he fought for words with which to lie. He knew well that his pals thought him of a weak brown color. They thought he alibied with the "mother won't" story. He choked, stammered. "Well, well 1-1 haven't been doing so well with my studies lately Phyllis, I-I'm a little worried about it and -------------" "Stop, Bud, I've heard better alibis. Can't you tell the truth! Are you afraid of the truth?" "Well, well I-I-I--------" "Bud! That's enough. Bud, I know now. You're -------------" She was gone. Bud froze in his tracks. Stood dazed. What had she meant? He knew that Phyllis never insulted anyone. He knew that the ugliest thing in life to her was a direct insult. What had she meant? Finally, he walked slowly home. There was a note on the floor inside the door written in his mother's scrawling hand. He read it quickly. "I am at a bridge-luncheon. Don't go skating. You'll find the new copy of Mark's Ancient Greece on the table. You'll like it." Mother. Bud stated at the signature. He lost himself in thought. Wouldn't she ever understand? The phone rang. Bud hurried toward it, brushing a book from the long table near him. Looking back, he saw a new copy of Mark's Ancient Grevce lying face down on the rug with bent and curled pages from the fall. Bud smiled triumphantly and lifted the receiver from the hook. An excited voice deafened him. "Hello, Bud!" "Yeh?" "Pack some grub and blankets. We're going to camp. We couldn't get Crest-Knot but Paul got Mr. Black's 0. K. for Pine Rip!" "Oh, forget it for once. This is Friday and there's no school Monday or Tuesday. Come on. More fun!" "I-I'll have to ask mother first, Art." "All right," sputtered Art. "But make it snappy." "What time are you leaving?" "O.K." "Click!" "Click!" Bud made a quick estimate as to the whereabouts of his mother's bridge game. He raced through the telephone book. He galloped through the R's and stopped half way down the S's. Again the receiver was lifted from its hook, but this time by a wild swing of a tensed arm. Camp! how Bud loved good old camp! "Number, please." "10-J," Bud mumbled. Dzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz—Click! "Hello" "Shrader's?" "Yes?" "Mrs. Forest there?" "Yes!" "Get her quick, please." Pause "Hello", a sweet voice chirped. "Hello mums, this is Bud. "What is it son, another classic?" *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/087.htm Page 87 "No, no, listen; the guys are goin' to Pine-Rip, and they asked me to go. May I?" "Oh, son, it's too dangerous." Click! "Bud, Bud! Hello, hello! Bud was in the attic gathering his old clothes when his mother finally realized that he had hung up. There were some boys even a mother couldn't check when they have their heart set on a forbidden fruit. Bud, at this time, was one of them. He glanced at a wall clock. 5:25. A sputtering motor floundered up to the house. Bud ran to the window and saw Paul's old model T Ford, purring her best, laden with four carefree boys. "Snap into it, Bud," offered Paul. "Come on, slow boy!" suggested Terry. Bud gathered up his stuff and raced down into the kitchen to grab an old knife that he had hidden from his mother's censoring eyes. A grand rattle stirred again out front and Bud made a hurried trip to the pantry and got a box of matches. He then ran to the door, but the shaky rear fenders disappeared around the corner. His heart sank. Gone! So they thought he was yellow? They thought he was trying to back out! They thought he was afraid of the mountains. His pals, his own pals, and they thought he was yellow! His teeth clenched. He flung the door open, pulled his collar around his neck, for he was going on a ten mile walk, over the dangerous and irregular mountain trail. He was going alone. A full wind struck his face and reminded him that it was zero weather. What did that matter.? A grim rebellious figure hurried to the outskirts of the town with a large pack on his back and a determined look on his face. Onward, up the broad mountain side it went. Snow began to blow wildly about, whirled objectionless by the driving wind. A dark figure in the gathered dusk raised his head higher and quickened his step. Plod, plod, plod. In camp, a foursome of campers were lolling in chairs around a cheerful fireplace. A huge log cracked and snapped as the hungry flames licked its sides. The silent group sat motionless, staring into the maze of flames, dreaming of tomorrow or buried in yesterday, completely wrapped in the web of a dream. A head nodded, whisked away to peaceful sleep. The dancing shadows on the log ceiling danced wildly about, gloating over their victory. Another tousled head now, nod, nodding, A heavy thump on the porch turned four heads from their dreams to the huge door that shook from the shock. Paul leaped to his feet, and a snow covered figure fell across the door step, mumbling something like this: "I'm not a coward, I am not a coward." Five silent figures huddled around the maze of flames, and five dreaming heads nodded, one by one until one remained up. The red flames purred softly, and a knowing smile spread across Bud's face. Another head began to drop slowly. The fifth figure at peace with the world and Phyllis, was now asleep. The shadows danced gloatingly on. Jack Rowles, '31. THE LADY IN THE CLOUDS Did you ever watch the clouds, As they float in the summer air?' I'm sure you would see many interesting things, So I'll tell you what I saw there. The day I watched the fleecy clouds, Of softest down so rare. They were drifting, in masses, fluffy and white, In the balmy, summer air. A picture, wondrous to behold, I saw in those folds of white. A face, whose beauty could never be told, I saw in that pale, dim light. Cherry lips, and cheeks of pink, Kissed by the sun so rare; A Grecian nose, and last of all, Snow-white, billowy hair. I think I fell into a daze, Or was it a summer dream? But, behold! the picture talked to me, And more beautiful did she seem. "You are an earthly creature, Why have you grown so bold, As to look upon the countenance, Of one who never grows old?" "Oh, dream of loveliness, forgive me, That I should forget myself so, But you are so lovely, so adorable, How can I let you go?" She smiled, and her face grew misty, And mistier yet, it seemed, And behold, the picture vanished,— The lady of my dreams. Virginia Turner, '34. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/088.htm Page 88 PITY THE HENPECKED! "Of course he's meek! He's one of those henpecked husbands who never says anything. I hope his wife someday pities him," was the loudly spoken announcement which was made by the village gossip. As these words reached the cars of Alexander Oswald Pennington, III, he gazed at the speaker with a half resentful glance. A feeling of bitterness stirred in his heart. But then, why think of such foolishness! Alexander simply must get this letter into the box with a money order before the next mail, for so Encie, his flustering society wife, had spoken. Alexander entered the postoffice, proceeded to fill out an order blank; I mean he tried to proceed to fill out the blank. "Screech —Crackle Snap— " "Blame this old pen anyway. Hey! You, bring over some service by means of a new pen point. Lord, pity these postal pens! No one else will." No, friends, our hero hadn't spoken these harsh words. These were from a pugnacious looking bully who had also unsuccessfully attempted to write with these aged pens. But, our hero, smiling meekly, put down the stubborn pen, and after fishing around in his pocket, produced a much chewed pencil stub and as he wrote, he gazed admiringly at the man of the world who spoke with such a commanding air. Why couldn't he speak the same way? Why couldn't he revolutionize his household and the gossip's opinion of him? And again that old, rebellious feeling stirred in his honest heart. But then he must consider Mrs. Alexander Oswald Pennington, III, who would simply "pass out" if such an occurrence took place. So he gave one last admiring look at his ideal and then passed out of the post-office. As he hurried toward home; Alexander suddenly remembered he was to meet friend wife who was going on a shopping tour. Now Alexander did hate these tours, for he always ended them by balancing approximately twenty-eight packages with one hand and with the other free hand leading the precious Aloyecious, a small shaggy dog. Oh! How Alexander hated these observation journeys! This evening before he went out Encie carefully reminded our hero that she had already lost two pounds this week. She always reminded him before he went out because Encie wished him to always say when someone asked of her welfare—"My wife? She's fairly well, but the poor dear has lost three pounds during the past week." And woe be unto Alexander 0. Pennington, Ill, if for any reason he omitted any line. As Alexander walked carefully down the street, avoiding all mud puddles, he finally resolved to do away with lies about weight and be a man of the world as other men were. Having resolved this, he entered the dentist's office. After the dentist had filled our hero's mouth with medicine, cotton, and several iron implements Alexander again felt very meek and small, for he could not talk now. The dentist soon began the regular line of talk after he has his patient in an unresponsive condition. The first several questions Alexander was able to answer with grunts but then—the dentist said, "And how's your wife this evening?" That was the final straw. Alexander, stepping from the chair took out the obstructing instruments and told the dentist that his wife was fine, and gaining weight steadily. Then Alexander banged from the office, and directed his steps toward home. Oh! Sweet mystery of life! He was at last a man, among men. He went home and told the atonished Encie just what he had said about her. And, for once, Encie was quiet, for she pitied the henpecked. Marian Hess, '32. SILVER WINGS Silver wings In the morning sky, Beating the air As the clouds rush by. We're off and away, And the blood red sun Grows small below them,— The race is won. Mary Gearhart, '32 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/089.htm Page 89 LIFE OF A TYPEWRITER AT CLEARFIELD HIGH I am a typewriter; my name is Royal. I am built of fine, sturdy material and I am bright and new. I do not know where I am to go, or what 1 shall write, but I will do my best to help the operator turn out perfect copies. Oh! I am very happy, for tomorrow I am to be sent out to work. I think my destination is the Clearfield High School. I am one of the many typewriters the school board had bought for the Commercial Department. I hope I get an easy Master, one who will use me with care and keep me well-oiled. I am packed and ready for shipment. After a period of three days, I arrive at the Clearfield High School. Upon my arrival, I am unpacked by the janitor and set in the typing room. My keys are fairly itching to strike out some work for a Junior or a Senior. At last I am ready for my first day of work, —8:35 A. M. and the first class comes in: it is a Senior Class and I am picked by a good-looking girl. Gee, how nicely she uses me! She sure can tickle my keys. She will be a good typist by the time of her graduation. Now it is 9:15, and the class is over. In comes a Junior Class. I am picked by a student who is very clumsy; he begins to hammer my keys upon my roll, and he is careless in shifting. Oh! I wish the class were over, he will ruin me if he does not stop. At last the period is over and I get a well-earned rest until 11:15. The hour of 11:15 arrives and another Senior Class comes in. I am picked by a colored boy; he sure knows how to write. What has the teacher said? Oh a speed test. This student sets my stops and inserts the paper with care. At the word, "go," my keys begin to tick at a steady pace, never slowing down for fifteen minutes. What! Did he win a pin for accuracy? Well, he should, for he sure is a good typist. The period is over and I get another rest. At 1:15, a Junior Class comes in, and I am picked by a little short girl. She uses me with great care. She fairly makes my keys sing and never makes an error. Some day she shall be the best typist in Clearfield High School. This period is just getting interesting when it ends. I get another rest till 3:00 P. M. Now, it is 3:00 and another Junior Class comes in, I am picked by a little short fellow; he seems to be very nervous when the teacher is near and makes many mistakes. Perhaps he will become more confident and turn out to be an expert typist. This period is spent in practicing, and at 3:45 my day is ended. This is the way my life continues for a period of nine months; then I do nothing for three months. In September, my busy days start again, and it is the same story over. New typists come in and old ones too, and thus I continue until I am old and worn out. My days of usefulness done, I am consigned to the oblivion which is the fate of all old typewriters. John Kolbe, '30. NO USE FOR GIRLS I have not time for silly girls With their permanent waves and finger curls, Seems to me they have no sense, All they do is sing and dance. Some guys seem foolish, but I don't know They like to take them to the show: While others like their dates at home, I think I'd sooner be alone. Some guys go crazy as a loon, Rave about the stars and moon, Come for hikes from 'way in town Build up fires, and burn the ground. Give me a stream where fish will bite, A saddle horse, or a good dog fight, And take your girls on back to town, While I go hunting with my old hound. George B. Peters, '31. BUTTERCUP God sent Some stardust From the sky and, Dropped it in a patch of green And made you, Butter cup. Ruth Livingstone, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/090.htm Page 90 ALL'S MYSTERIOUS A tense silence had settled over the group seated around the huge conference table in the private office of the Manager of the Metropolitan Publishing Company, Inc. At the head of the cable sat the manager, a man of young and determined countenance. On either side he was flanked by the executive officers of the Metropolitan. Apparently, the results of the conference were not satisfactory to the youthful manager or to his associates, for frowns were plentiful among them. Bertram, a huge, massive man on the right side of the table was flushed and perspiring freely from his futile attempts to influence the man who was "chief" to them all. Houston, usually so loquacious, sat silent and contemplative. Indeed, a caricaturist would have found a wealth of material for subject-matter among this group collected around the table. The voluble Houston broke the silence. "Well, I guess that's about all. We have no further influence in the matter." "All?" exploded Bertram, having recovered some of his strength. "I say this foolishness must stop. It cannot continue if we are to maintain our position as the head of the manufacturing world; if we are even to survive as a company." "We have argued the matter sufficiently. You know what my decision is, and I intend to carry it out." His young, pleasant face, slightly flushed, was very firm as he delivered his decision. Richard Andrews, at the age of twenty and seven, occupied the important post of manager of the world's largest publishing firm. The others, around the table were held in check only by the fact that the controlling interest in the Metropolitan was held by the same Richard Andrews. "But we can't, as Bertram says, carry out this plan of yours and escape unscathed by it. Consider the results of the course you advocate? How long will it be until we are suppressed?" In his earnestness, the speaker, John Benson, struck the table a resounding blow. He, too, had earned his position by his own efforts and industry. As the company's legal expert he had access to all board meetings, and of the group present was one of the best acquainted with the company's affairs. "There's no use arguing, John. I've made up my mind that the only patriotic thing we can do is to carry out the plan I have in mind, the plan which meets with so much opposition." "Before making a final decision," broke in Houston, "reconsider the matter until this evening when we can all meet at the club and get your final decision. I now move we adjourn the meeting." John Benson remained behind when the others passed out. Of all the officers of the company, he was the most intimate with Richard Andrews. They were both of the same age, both possessed of a desire to do something, and having most tastes in common, these two were very close to each other. During their college years they had played football side by side. In the debate club they had also been chums. Altogether, they were well satisfied with each other. Now, however, John's face had a quizzical look when he glanced up at his chum. "Well, now you've gone and done it." "You wouldn't have had me back down, would you, when I'm doing what I think is right? You're the last one I'd expect to disapprove my decision." "Oh, cut it. You know I didn't mean that as a criticism. But to tell the truth, I can't say I sympathize with you. You know there is one chance in about thirty million to get away with it. Why the whole country will be aroused as soon as it is known." "Thunder! Do you think I would do such a thing unless I had strong reasons. For years the country has borne the burden of an unnecessary. evil, a burden which will eventually cripple and paralyze the very heart of the nation. In view of the seriousness of the situation, I will not reconsider my decision. It stands as given before the board. Nothing can make me change my mind. That's final." "All right, then. Let it go at that. Anyhow, I'll see you at the club tonight." When his friend had departed, Richard dropped wearily into his richly upholstered chair and heaved a deep sigh. No longer was he the determined and self-sufficient man of a moment ago. His shoulders drooped dejectedly, and his face became lined with the seriousness of the decision which he must make. By this decision, a great deal of sorrow and suffering must be caused, Thousands, nay, millions, many millions, would regard him as a tyrant, a destroyer of all good and desirable'things. He would, undoubtedly, be regarded as a second Benedict Arnold. Still, for the good of the nation, even of the whole of the civilized world, he would rather a thousand times become a martyr than to permit such a condition to exist. Henceforth, his life would be one of misery. Deserted by all, excepting perhaps John; loved by none, hated universally, what man would commit such a great sacrifice even for so great a cause? Disturbingly, the telephone bell rang. No answer! No answer! It rang again, more loudly and more insistently. Slowly, very slowly, Richard pulled the instrument toward himself. The receiver was lifted. "Hello, Andrews speaking." From over the wire a brusk voice answered, "Hello, Andrews. This is Captain Ashbury, Commissioner of Police. Could you stop for a few minutes at my office? Like to talk to you for a minute. Very important." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/091.htm Page 91 "Very well, Captain. I'll be leaving here any time soon." In remarkably short time he was on his way to the office of the Commissioner of Police. Alighting in front of the huge granite building, he entered the massive doorway and proceeded to inquire from the uniformed attendant the way to Captain Ashbury's office. "If you are Richard Andrews, sir, Captain Ashbury instructed me to tell you that it became imperative for him to leave immediately. He tried to call your office but could not get you the second time." "I see. That's all right." Richard turned toward the door and was just opening it when the attendant called to him. "Oh, Mr. Andrews! I almost forgot, sir, Captain Asbury asked me to give you this." Looking down, Richard saw a long official envelope on which his name was inscribed in a bold masculine hand. "All right. Thanks," was his reply to the attendant as he placed the envelope in his pocket. When once safely seated in his luxurious sedan he turned to the letter which he had placed in his overcoat pocket. Tearing the sealed flap open he pulled out a sheet of note paper on which was written: Sir: It is imperative that you do nothing further on your plan before conferring with me. That such a serious matter should come to our attention in time to prevent a world-wide disturbance is indeed providential. Measures will be taken to communicate with you immediately. (signed) W. A. Ashbury, Captain After reading this communication a frown of annoyance perhaps anger, appeared upon the face, partially shielded from the brilliant lights of the city. Picking up the speaking tube he gave a command to his chauffeur, "Drive around to Mr. Gardiner's, please." In a few minutes the car drew up in front of the palatial residence of Mr. Griswold Gardiner, an intimate friend of Richard's father. Just as James, the chauffer descended to open the door of the machine, Gardiner, himself, was seen descending the steps to the street. "Hello, Griswold," hailed Richard. "Want a lift?" "Hello, Dick," replied Gardiner upon being thus greeted. "What's up?" "Nothing, just thought you might be going to the club. And I did want to see you about something." "Anything important, lad? I'll be glad to give you my assistance." "It isn't much. I just want you to go with me and act as my adviser at a meeting of our board of directors. I shall rely upon your decisions implicitly." The club was then in sight. However, the car had no sooner reached the curb than John Benson was at the door. "Hurry up. Into the club with you. Quick." The trio entered the club together. "Everyone's here" explained John. "We decided to have the meeting as soon as you arrived, if you are willing. We'll be glad to have you too, Mr. Gardiner." It was a harassed group of directors who greeted their superior. "Well, everyone's here. Let's go." Thus was the meeting called to order by the capable Houston, who had assumed the chairmanship. What followed was merely a repetition of the afternoon's efforts. The argument grew even more heated, if possible, than during the afternoon session. Perspiration flowed freely among the various personages who were attempting the dissuasuion of the determined Andrews. Finally Gardiner, to whom the whole affair was unexplained, interrupted, "One minute, gentlemen. As Andrew's adviser, I would appreciate a little light upon the situation. Mr. Houston, will you be so kind as to summarize the affair briefly?" "Surely, Mr. Gardiner. You will please excuse me for not giving an explanation sooner. This, Mr. Gardiner, is the situation. You are, I do not doubt, acquainted with the compulsory education laws in the United States? The annual school terms last from eight to ten months. Richard contends that the terms are not longer because the school directors are not financially capable of extending the term for a whole year. Therefore, he proposes to cut the prices of paper, tablets, pencils, and all school supplies, of which we are the largest manufacturers, by at least fifty percent. You realize what this would mean? There would be school the whole year around except for a few and short vacation periods during the principal legal holidays. We maintain that such an action would be highly dangerous both to the principle of democracy and to the person of Richard Andrews as well as to the person of every employee or associate of the company. Briefly, you see why we must not adopt such a course if we are to continue our business. I request that you use your influence as Richard's adviser in our behalf and also in the behalf of the many children who would be affected." "Gentlemen, as his adviser, I shall certainly advise against any such action as you have outlined. You have my full cooperation. And Richard, upon reconsideration, I am sure, will renounce any such fool-hardy action." "That's fine," shouted Houston. "And now the meeting will be dismissed after singing one stanza of that old high school song, 'I Get The Blues When There's Plane.'" Leonard Peterson, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/092.htm Page 92 CURIOSITY A small boy and girl came wandering into a candy store one Friday morning. They closed the door and glanced around the room for a moment or two with a scared look upon their faces. At last the boy summoning up his courage, walked up to the candy case and began to look at the different kinds of candy in each case. He was soon joined by the girl. After a few seconds, the boy looked up at the clerk, who was watching them with interest; then he mumbled almost indistinctly. "I want to buy some candy." "All right," replied the clerk, "Go ahead and pick out the kind you want." The couple looked in at the most expensive candy and the small girl timidly said, "What is inside of all these candies?" "These are filled with nuts; these, with fruit; these, with plain chocolate; and these, with mint flavors," replied the clerk as he pointed to the different kinds that were in the case to the children who stood watching him with wide-open eyes filled with wonder. Then they passed down to the case where the five-cent bar candy was located. The boy with his nose up against the glass said shyly, "M'm, but they look good. How much are they, Mister?" "They are five cents a piece," replied the clerk. "But can't I have a piece of one for a penny?" asked the small boy. "No," replied the clerk, "we are not supposed to break them up to sell them for a penny." "Then can't I have that one with the torn paper for a penny either?" asked the boy. "No! No!" replied the clerk, "And if you do not hurry up I will not sell any candy at all to you." The couple now moved down to the penny counter and the boy asked, "How many of these chocolate drops do you get for a penny?" "Only one," replied the clerk becoming slightly annoyed. "Then how many gum drops do you get for a penny?" "One, but because it's you, I will give you two," he shouted. "All right," replied the boy enthusiastically. "Gimme the gum drops," and he shoved an old rusty looking penny across the case, receiving two gum drops in exchange. Then the couple marched proudly out of the store as if they had made an important bargain while the clerk looked up and could not help but smile at these two upstarts. Lynn Livingston, '31. THE OLD ELM TREE There's a memory keeps a running Through my weary head tonight, And I see a picture dancing In the fire flames ruddy light. 'Tis the picture of an elm tree Wrapped in a purple haze With the sun light about it, That I loved in other days. You perhaps would call it ugly And I don't know but it's so, When you look the tree all over, Unadorned by the sunset glow. It was on its sturdy branches That in summers long ago, I would tie my swing and dangle In contentment to and fro. You may think not, but I tell you When it comes to pleasing me, It's the dearest in the valley— Is that old elm tree. Rance Thorp, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/093.htm Page 93 BOOK ADVENTURE Exploring the clouds in an airplane, Fighting a storm in a ship, When we know that disaster awaits us If some one should make a slip; Treking along with the "Desert Rat", Hunting for gold in the sand, When gold is found and the stampede starts, Fighting to hold our land; Mushing through a storm with a dog team In a race with life and Death, Coming in at the finish Staggering and out of breath; A trip with the North West Mounted, And he sure to bring in your man Even if you must kill him, For this is the law of the clan; Hunting with boys in the mountains, Fishing with them in the brooks; These are some of the adventures That are enjoyed by reading books. Thomas Rafferty, '30. NIGHT Twilight has come with its shadows; The moon has climbed high in the sky, And the little stars are twinkling,— Winking gayly at the clouds passing by. That great highway of whiteness, Often called the Milky Way, Trodden only by the great, gaunt moon, Whose moonbeams follow and play. The world is resting peacefully Under these watching eyes, Which never weary or tire Or show sign of a sigh. But the stars at a single warning Shut tight their sleepy eyes, For darkness has rudely been broken, And the dawn strides across the sky. Enid Stage, '31. LIFE'S PATH Just a stony, rambling path Up yonder mountain high, Covered with the mass Of travelers going by. Some see the colored flowers, Feel the coolness of the breeze, For them the pines are towers, With blue skies and seas. Others pass in growing gloom, Their own or others' fault; Their instruments are out of tune Thus cast their souls in vaults. Joe Masser, '30. MOON PICTURES Have you ever watched the clouds Draw pictures across the moon? Sometimes it's a dog, a pipe, or a man, Or sometimes something to eat in a frying pan, Sometimes they are great, Sometimes they are small, Sometimes there are no pictures there at all. Dorothy Shively, '31. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/094.htm Page 94 THE PERFECT NIGHT It was "one of those nights." The mellow air of spring was evident. The stars were at their highest brilliancy. In short, it was perfect,—this night. Willa rushed out to the front porch to escape the close air inside. Shutting the door carefully after her, she settled herself on the creaky swing. Her feet didn't quite reach the floor. Perfect,—this night. Strains of a theme song from the overworked radio reached her ears, and her sentimental spirit sighed. A night for romance! A night for—her musings were rudely terminated by loud voices inside. They were at it again. Pop was going to the movies, and hadn't asked Mom to go along. Then, when he did asked her, she refused, saying she was too tired. Then Pop was mad. Didn't married people ever do anything but fight? Wasn't there any beauty in married life after the first few years? Cars whizzed past, flashing dancing lights over Willa's face. It was a lovely blond face, made more enchanting by the make-up which Pop was always growling about. Her mouth was firm, her nose, patrician; the smooth brow was high; a face to grow hard in later years. But her eyes bare tale to her real character. Brown in color, they were naturally alien to her blondness, but they appeared to be darker than they really were because of the wistful, yet rather hopeless, expression which they held. These eyes now lifted themselves, alert. Willa had heard for the first time this year, the chirp-chirping of the frogs down by the river bank. But again they fell, discouraged. Hadn't she heard those frogs every spring of her nineteen years? If only she could hear them giving their calls by the River Nile, the Volga, or even the Thames! Always she would be buried in this "hole", as Mom said. Girls passed her, sitting there. Their high heels made clicking noises on the brick walk. "Bert, get in here! Come on now!" That was Mrs. Bloom. Pop came out then, slamming the door and clearing his throat. "You got a coat on sitting out here?" he asked gruffly. Then again all was silent, save for the crunching of the swing, the frogs' chirping, the whizzing of cars, and the clicking of high-heeled shoes. Mom had tuned in on a lecture on Prohibition. Laura Dietzel, '30. REFLECTIONS OF A MOUSE One cold, snowy morning I rushed hurriedly down the plaster between the walls of the old high school building. Small creatures have a hard time keeping warm in such weather, and I had almost decided that next year I should move to a warmer climate. After running through what seemed to be a million miles of a wall searching in vain for warmth and comfort, I bounced out a hole and into a nice cozy classroom. At first, I was a bit nervous, for my adventures had never before carried me beyond the furnace room; however as a result of too much cake last night, the restless effects of nightmare had driven me out into the so-called world. What a queer-looking group of humans I saw! In the front of the room stood a tall, awkward man whom, from his appearance of weariness, I judged to be the teacher. Facing him were six rows of what I supposed must be students though most of them looked as if they had never seen the outside of a text book. The student seated near me was sleeping peacefully in absolute ignorance of the teacher's reproach. Three students in the back of the room were punching each other and laughing. One girl was passing a note to a chum across the aisle. Two boys were throwing tin foil at a spot in the wall. As I sat by the radiator and wondered how people could waste their taxes in such a useless form, I heard the teacher call upon eight different students for the same question without receiving any answer. Most of them didn't know what was happening„ they merely looked blank. Finally the master's anger rose; he fairly shouted the question to a ninth victim. A miracle! A magical change! The boy was actually going to say something. He poured forth a stream of remarkable words. I rubbed my eyes; I looked again. It couldn't be! but, yes, surely it was the same boy who had been sleeping so soundly. The thing seemed incredible; my astonishment overcome my timidity and I ran a little closer to his chair hoping to hear more. Alas, a great shock met my eyes. It was a horrible thing; never have I been more stunned or ashamed! I ran to the hole in the floor, slid down the radiator pipe, and scampered quickly to the furnace room. Never, never, would I go into a classroom again! As I caught my breath, I stopped to wonder whether it was right for only a mouse to have seen this terrible boy reading the lesson from his book and presenting it as a recitation to the unsuspecting teacher. Louise Leonardson, '30 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/095.htm Page 95 BIRD MUSIC "A light broke in upon my soul It was the carol of a bird; It ceased and then it came again The sweetest song ear ever heard." Byron I know of nothing that can bring more beautiful thoughts to a person than just pretty music. I think there are very few people who do not like music. Each person has his kind of music that he likes better than some other and I have chosen mine. I love the music of the birds. Nature has provided that music, and to me it is the most beautiful music there is. Most people do not realize the big part that the birds' songs play in this world. I have lived in the country all my life and have had a chance to hear and see many little birds that the people in and near the towns and cities do not see and hear. For that reason, I feel that I appreciate their presence more than some people do. It is wonderful, on a clear sunny morning in May, to awake with the sun peeping over the horizon and a robin, in the apple tree next your window, singing to his mate in a nearby tree or garden. To awaken with the day starting in this way always seemed to me the beginning of a perfect day. The apple orchard is always a place of many happy moments to me because it is like a beehive full of birds instead of bees. The trees are full of blue-birds' nests, robins' nests, and many other kinds of birds' nests. The birds can be heard singing from the top most branches of the trees almost any time in the day. There are a few kinds of birds I should like to give special mention here. One bird that I think worthy of praise is the thrush. Although it is not an especially beautiful singer, I like tohear it. The notes are somewhat like those of a whistle, having a mournful ring and being rather in keeping with the deep mysteries of the forest. Only when alarmed, does the thrush express a variety of sounds other than the long drawn out whistle. It is thought by some that he is capable of a bright lovely song but does not choose to sing, at least not within the hearing of a human being. The wild geese are another group of birds I like to see and whose strange call I like to hear. The beautiful grey and white Canadian geese move through the air in what appears to be a leisurely manner. However it is estimated that they are traveling at the rate of fifty miles an hour. They fly in a V-shaped formation. Few people are privileged to sec the wild geese as they journey back and forth from their winter to their summer homes. Many of them winter along the coast of the South Atlantic States. I must not forget the whippoorwill, for it does not forget us in the summer evenings when the other birds have tucked their heads under their wings for the night. Its strange call seems to bring peace and rest to the world as the deep shadows of night creep over the horizon where the sun had peeped only a few hours before. The people in the city can turn to their radio and get music composed and rendered by man. This music can never equal the beautiful melodies of a little bird who sings on one of the topmost branches of a tree in the sun, and sends forth on a bright sunny morning those beautiful notes from his little heart into the heart of his listeners. The beautiful melodies of the birds have never been written by composers, and I think that such composition is beyond the human power. Hollis Richner, '30. SOLACE When your friends all have vanished, And all your ideals proved untrue, Then haste to a sylvan retreat, And all your wrongs undo. With a turf of moss for a pillow, A cold flat stone for a bed, And the trees of the forest about you, Whispering over your head, You may hear them whisper and sigh And even shriek in the winds, But they are not faithliss humans, And you can call them Friends. Sam Fullerton, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/096.htm Page 96 WHAT A NIGHT "Oh! what shall I wear? Mother, now you see. If you would only have let me get that new dress I wanted, I wouldn't be in this mess." Monta Lou Jordan had been pacing the floor for fully twenty minutes, raving to her mother about her clothes, shoes—well, everything in general. Gladys Evans was having a dinner and theater party that evening. She was as "Timmy", or Thelma Lee, had expressed it, "putting on the dog," because there were to be twelve out-of-town fellows there. Monta Lou, of course, wanted to look the most striking of all the twelve girls that were going. Here it was, one more hour left and she had nothing to wear. "Can't you wear your green dress, Monta," asked her mother, trying her best to be patient and to help out. "Now, mother, you know I can't wear that old green dress. Why all the girls have seen me wear that to everything for the last four months or so." With this last gasp of despair, she left the room, her shoes flopping off her feet at every other step with a click—click—. "What a case," sighed Mrs. Jordan to herself as she was left alone. She knew Monta would go if she had to wear her brother's overalls. Monta, when she left the room, knew what she was going to wear. She went to her sister's bed room. Timidly she opened the door and peeked in. As no one was inside, she tip-toed across the room and opened the door to her sister's wardrobe. She ransacked through the dresses, every now and then taking one out and holding it up to herself. At last she came to her prize. Way back, the last dress was just what Monta wanted. It was a pale light blue dress, coming down to her ankles. There were no sleeves and the neck was very low. If she only had some jewels to go with it. She slipped over to the vanity dresser. Here she found her sister's jewel chest; she opened it carefully. Right on top, as if it had been laid out for her, was a beautiful necklace. The stones were a pale blue on a white gold chain. Farther down in the chest was an opal ring her sister, Bea, had received from her "steady", Bill, at Christmas-time. Just one night would not hurt the costume she had collected. "Bea" need not know she ever wore them. She slipped them over to her room and set about getting ready. At seven forty-five, two big cars drove up the drive way and stopped. "Peep! Peep!" "Atta boy", cried Monta with delight. What a wonderful horn! She wasn't quite ready but she could not resist the temptation to peek out. "Gee, hope I can ride in that rumble seat instead of an old stuffy sedan." Suddenly a wail came down the stairs. "Oh! Bea, may I wear your coat to-night? You know mine's terrible. It's simply a wreck. Mayn't I, honey?" "Yes, you can "honey" me now, but what will it be tomorrow? I don't care if you wear it, but do be careful." Thump—thump—thump—came Monta down the steps and out the door. No one in the house saw her outfit which everyone at the party later admired. "Howdy, kids. Where do I park?" greeted Monta. Gladys Evans stepped from the sedan. Monta almost fell over. Why, she had on an old dress she had worn to several of the school parties. "Will it be all right, dearie," Gladys suggested with superior dignity," if I introduce you to your escort now and leave the rest till later?" "Anything suits me," Monta replied impatiently, "Lead me to him." Gladys took her to the roadster. A fellow stepped from the rumble seat. "Jack, this is your damsel. Miss Jordan, Mr. Morgan." Jack looked at Monta from head to toe. This made her very uneasy. "Well, do I suit you, Mr. Morgan? Or may I call you Jack?" "Surely, you suit me fine, Monta. Is that right? Now let's get going." They all got into the cars and started. Everything went fine. The play at the "Palace" was wonderful After the play, they drove out to a small place called "Twin Cabins" to dine. When everyone had all he could eat, tables were pushed back and the room was cleared for dancing. Monta was the life of the party. Somehow, she couldn't understand how, but the borrowed necklace was broken in all the fun. Heavens, now for a lecture from Bea when she saw it. She would have to have time to think up an excuse. She slipped away and went out to the car. She had not been there long when she heard someone calling her. She forgot about the long dress, for she wasn't in the habit of wearing one; quickly she stepped from the rumble seat to the fender. Here, she stepped on her dress. She tried to straighten up and ripped it, at the same time tripping herself. Head long, she went into the gravel. Monta was frantic when Jack found her. Words couldn't express her thoughts. The dress was ruined. Monta's fall broke up the party. She was rushed home in a hurry. Wrapping her coat around her and concealing as much of the dress as possible she entered the house. Something was wrong. Her mother was sitting in a chair crying; her father was standing by the fireplace looking *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/097.htm Page 97 very grave; her sister had her back to Monta and was looking at Bill. Monta was disgusted. This wasn't what she had expected. "Well, who's dead?" She demanded. Her sister quietly led her to Monta's bed room. Monta sat down on the bed thinking of what she was going to say about the dress. "Monta," her sister spoke steadily, "Your mother has had a shock. Bill and I were married this afternoon and we just broke the news to her." "IS THAT ALL?" cried Monta in despair, "I've expected that for two years. But let me break my news. LOOK?" She jumped up, flung open her coat, and held out her hand with the broken necklace in it. Bea gave her one look. "I bought that dress for you. Bill and I were going to have a church wedding and that whole outfit was for you. You've ruined your own clothes." With this amazing statement, she left the room. Monta fell back on the bed and began to cry in mingled rage and grief. "To think a perfectly good evening spoiled because of this old dress!" She took off the dress and threw it across the room. But she had learned that troubles seem lighter after a good night's rest. Wearily she crawled into bed and soon was lost in dreams. Helen Ralston, '30. LIFE'S LITTLE TRAGEDIES Act—THE LAST Then,—You were gone Numb-all feeling fled-Accused of indifference, For I shed no tears-Dear one, I could not, Though tears would have been blessed. So many people,-until Our last night on earth together. All were resting in preparation for the Morrow. The cool room; the scent of roses, My offering by your side, so poor, but striving to express my love. I tucked your satin robe more closely as the cool air of early dawn crept in. I kissed you dear, did you know? You seemed to smile. I smoothed your hair, brushed invisible specks from the lapel of your coat; patted your tie,— Those loving, significant little acts we smiled over when alone—so near to that life we had dreamed of together. Then, I crept out-silently as I came. Pauline Mauk, '30. LULLABY There's a little lullaby Like a whispered cadence Echoes down the milky way— Soft and sweet and silvery Like a misty radiance Murmuring down the milky way. Mary Gearhart, '32 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/098.htm Page 98 THE OLD SPRING HOUSE There is always something in one's life that he holds precious and sacred in his own heart, where nothing can mar its beauty by looking upon it, and, perhaps, making sport because of its simplicity. That something may be a choice possession, a favorite hobby, or a thousand other simple things. The something in my life is the little black spring house on my grandmother's farm. From its little black roof to its rugged foundation, made of little stones placed one upon the other, the spring house seemed beautiful to my inward eyes. The little building was my place of solace when I was blue; it was my entertainer when I was lonely; it was my nurse when I was hurt. I would sooner have lost my lovely china doll than the comfort of my little black spring house on grandmother's farm. My heart thrills as 1 think of the first time I saw the little house with its two small windows so close the overhanging roof, its old stone walk, its double doors, and its unusual lock, which grandfather taught me to work. Father had often spoken of the clear, cool water from the old spring; he had often told of the sweet milk which came from the crock in the slow running water. His voice would grow louder with praise as he mentioned the golden roll of butter which had come from some of that thick delicious cream. It was not these things which drew my heart to the little black building down the hill from the dear old house on grandmother's farm. It was the building itself which took my fancy as I first ran down those crooked old stones that led to the dear old spring. How glad I was to think that I was going to stay with my old grandparents for two months while mother and father were on that long planned trip to the West. My joy knew no bounds when I was told, on the first day of my visit, that I could go to the spring house with grandmother to churn. The dear old lady seated me close beside her that I might see the strange process and hear the splashing noise from within that "queer old box." This noise was drowned out by a sweeter and gentle tingling sound which seemed to speak to my very soul, whispering stories of long ago when father sat beside this same old churn. The noise came from a little trough which overhung the square bed of water in which grandmother kept her milk and butter. It was the slow running, crystal clear water dropping into its cool bed. This old bed with its musical voice proved to be my best companion during my long visit to the old farm. My visits to the old spring were a secret until the day when I could not be found by anyone around the house. Then grandfather suggested that perhaps I was at the spring, saying that he had taught me, at my request, to unlock the strange old lock. When they found me, I was seated in the bed of water, dipping my fingers in its cool depths. And although grandmother often shudders to recall the danger in which I was placed by sitting and playing in that cold water, there is still that something joining the soul of that spring with mine, a something which was made stronger by that afternoon of secret communion. Winnifred Young, '30. HOW LONG WILL I HAVE TO WAIT? I am hereto trying to write A poem for an invalid lad. Yes, a lad with a noble fight, Just to think of him makes me sad. "Oh, how long and slow are the days, For I wake in the morn before the sun. I watch the appearing of its rays, And still watch 'til the day is done. "I lay awake at nights listening, Listening to winter winds sway the old gate. Listening to summer voices in the wood, Oh, how long will I have to wait?" "Four years have tumbled over, Since I have been tied to my bed I can never have part in romance, As in all the books I've read. "Nineteen hundred and thirty, This year I should graduate. But here am I tied to my bed, Oh, how long will I have to wait? In honor of Eugene Haney: Fred Meagher, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/099.htm Page 99 ON TAKING VIOLIN LESSONS If that title does not make a well-earned chill go up and down the back of every able-bodied human being under fourteen years of age, then I dub that unusual person a child prodigy, and take all responsibility and blame if my prophecy does not realize itself. The only possible reason why that effect is not produced, is beacuse the lucky one has not struggled through or against all those tortures of Dante's "Inferno" which are involved in violin practicing. I shall mention a few of these trials: the itchy nose, the parched throat, the cramped wrist, the uncomfortable posture, the hair-raising squeaks. The latter produces a mildly murderous mood in the listeners also, which is only fitting and proper, though a little dangerous for the instigator. In my case, the listener was one of the family, (it changed shifts every week), who stood over me, lavishing a nickel, a new hair-ribbon, or a yard-stick, as the humour dictated, goading me on to the end of my daily half-hour relay. To go further into the art of practicing, I must relate my own trials with the violin as regards practicing. Encouragement has its good and bad points—in this case, not so good. Three or four of my own chosen playmates waiting for me in the next room; two peeking around the corner of the door, beckoning to hurry; another turning the page of my scale-book prematurely. Was there ever known any more emphatic kind of encouragement than temptation? To counterbalance this, a huge alarm clock placed directly in front of me, the hour hand moving as though crippled, and the minute hand slowing up to keep pace with the former, and no chance to eliminate two or three minutes. I assure you that, "a glass of water now and then is relished by the worst of violin practicers." I was never so far from believing the old saying "practice makes perfect" as when it came to the lesson itself, though it is really the easiest part of the whole course. I would wait in a small room common to four other, from which leaked out sounds of piano, cello, flute, and garglings of a human voice "doing" scales, all leading to an indescribable discord. I would glance through magazines of physchology, and sometimes mix up and hide overshoes, to pass the time. When finally I had my chin-cushion in place, the sun full on my back, and myself standing between the window and my music, I found I had to do only ten times that which I had to do sixty times during the week, (barring Sundays). After I had mastered my instrument to some extent, I was permitted to take part in a recital, the highest ambition of my life. There, with my best white dress on, my high-topped, patent leather shoes, literally glowing with pride, I stood, playing a piece Fritz Kreisler probably experimented on, when but a babe-in-arms. Suddenly, SNAP! a string had broken and had come back, stinging me sharply across the cheek, causing me to stop most unharmoniously on a high note. The audience giggled audibly, and I faced them, woefully humiliated, but I still have one consolation; I was blushing so furiously that the red welt made by the wire string, was completely covered. The next day my interest in music had decreased to such an extent that I offered to sell my violin for ninety cents to a friend who admired it. The bargain was driven. When practice time drew near, I announced nonchalantly that I was going out to play. Father said, "But what about your violin?" "I sold it," I replied independently. A bombshell would have been less effective. "What! Your great grandfather's priceless violin? Why, child, you're senseless." So the bargain was reversed. For five years I studied the violin diligently, taking lessons regularly two times a week; to-day, I do not recollect even the names of the strings. Therefore, do you wonder why I sit spellbound for hours when I hear a good violinist? Mary K. Hall, '30. TO THE MOON The moon is a ship of crimson With a prow of glimmering gold. The moon is a white foremaster, A buccaneer of old. Her crimson sails are dipping Into the dreamy west Ploughing a sea of Jasmine Until it goes to rest. Mary Gearhart, '32 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/100.htm Page 100 JUST PLANE BLUES (Tune: I Get the Blues when it Rains.) I get the blues when there's Plane, Blues I can't lose when there's Plane. Each little triangle I put on a page, Always reminds me of an old iron cage. I hate to get my report, It nearly breaks my poor heart. All those lines and angles Are all in a tangle,— That's why I'm so blue When there's Plane. Fredolyn Walker, '30. A SMILE A smile is quite contagious; Guess I ought'a know 'Cause I've smiled at lots'a people And boy! how it would go! If you're with a solemn crowd That seems like it was dead, Pass a smile across to Betty, Then a smile across to Ed. These in turn will smile at Buddies; Buddies, then to sweethearts sad; Then that smile comes back to you, And all the world seems glad. If you don't believe it,—try it! Guaranteed for lots a years To keep down the fighting spirit And hide many, many tears. Sara R. Barr, '30. A MORAL TALE It started to snow; the wind belw shrill, The old man thought he needed a pill. When in the box, he found just four, He called the druggist and ordered sixty more. Now this old man was afraid of flu So he put on red flannels and overshoes. He took more pills and some teas But the flannels make him feel as though some fleas Had parked themselves in royalty Upon his back and chest, you see. Now this old man grew nervous and frail The Doctor called the children who began to wail Around his bed to hear his will, But the old man gulped and took another pill The old boy died in the middle of the night Without regaining his natural sight, But he died not from disease or ills, He was all clogged up with little pink pills. James Stevenson, '30 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/101.htm Page 101 Reflections in the Study Hall on December 11, 1929 "How do you prove Proposition XIII?" "What is our Latin assignment?" "Do we have chapel today?" "Did you like the show last night?" "Who plays basketball with C. H. S. on Friday night?" Intermingled with these questions, which were coming from all sides are "veloces means swift"; "2 HCL—H2—CL2"; "a comma is placed before the pure conjunction, `and'." How in the world shall I ever finish this day without a zero in each teacher's grade-book? "H2SO4; Nitric Acid"; "PMXAB"; "Equal chords determine equal arcs." "Yes, I enjoyed the show very much". "No, we had two periods in Chemistry last Friday." I wish they would keep quiet; as if I cared what show was on this afternoon; as if I cared what was happening after school. "You prove it by two sides and an included angle." "No." "What time is it? Ten minute after nine! This period will be over in a few minutes and I have accomplished so much. I don't even know whether H2O is water or sodium. I can't possibly hand in my Plane Geometry Assignment today. I cannot prove the proposition preceding the originals Mr. Meade assigned." Here comes the 'failure list' and, also, a short notice. Most likely it informs the teachers that six weeks grades will soon be due. "What mark did you receive in Plane Geometry the last six weeks?" "Eighty-five 71" You are lucky!" "I have a neat row of seventies across my report card; added to that are many stormy words about my deportment." Did someone say "sleep"? I wish I might have peace of mind enough to dose my sleepy eyes in most welcome slumber. But why think of sleep in this cold room with a million unfinished lessons on the desk before you. I do wish "Happy" would "turn on the heat". What good are those furnaces if they can't hear up this building? Whoever invented school must have hated himself. I certainly could put Webster to shame for his measly collection of words and their meanings. Hmmm—That announcement must have been of some importance if it could not be saved until noon. I guess I must quit studying until I can hear that important announcement. Oh—Read that again. "The furnace out of order! No heat! No school!" Oh—"What show did you say was on this afternoon? What did you say was happening after school? ? ! ! " Well, I guess furnaces are of some good, other than for heating purposes. In this case a furnace is my "life-saver." "What books am I taking home? ? ! ! Why none, of coure, this is a vacation." No heat! No school! What fun! Ida Pearce, '30. THE FAREWELL Oh, weep, no more, my teachers, We're going to leave you now, It may be to hold a white-collar job, Or to work on a river scow. We'll remember you, oh my teachers, For the harsh words and the C's, And we'll hope that you remember us, When you look into the Bison. There, you'll see our smiling faces, And remember the days gone by, You'll wish you could teach us once again, In the class rooms of Clearfield High. We know you'll wish us happiness, And we'll say, "The same to you;" So we'll just leave off formalities, And say, "Good luck to you!" Cleve Learish, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/102.htm Page 102 LINCOLN-THE MAN OF SORROWS Prize Essay in County Forensic League Contest Before the unprejudiced and critical vision of Time, passes a haloed stream of immortal heroes. Christ, Luther, Socrates, Newton and Pythagoras are among them, and in the midst of these towers the loose-jointed figure of Abraham Lincoln. "Christ was a man of perfection; Luther was a man of firm convictions and strength; Socrates was a man of wisdom; Newton was a man of calculations; Pythagoras was a man of philosophy; but Lincoln was a man of sorrows. His are the saddest eyes, the grimmest smile, the largest hands. The heart is his which strikes a response in our own, and we unconsciously cry, with the strength a century of pent-up adoration, "Lincoln, permit us to pay homage!" From the day of Lincoln's birth to many days after his tragic death, he was constantly misunderstood and unappreciated. His every unselfish deed was mistaken for a selfish one; his humble attitude mistaken for inferiority; his firm ideals mistaken for stubborn despotism; his love for mankind mistaken for weakness. It has been truly said that to be great is to be misunderstood. The extreme beauty and sacrifice of Lincoln's life never has been and never can be appreciated according to its worth. Always we must owe him something. Always we must try to make up to his memory all he was denied in his sojourn among us. His great heart never investigated the fact that all humanity seemed opposed to him. Driven on by an ideal, he spent his entire strength for its perfection, laying his personal pride on the wayside altar, going on unflinchingly, bearing the rebukes and hatreds of those whom he healed. Lincoln was a man of bravery; Lincoln was a man of justice; but withal, Lincoln was a man of sorrows. Even his early life was touched and influenced by this state. Born into a mean rough cabin and proverty, discouraged by a worthless father, hurt by the death of his "angel mother," Lincoln was soon initiated into the fraternity' of wretchedness and despondency. Steadily he grew in wisdom and stature, assuming the features of an extremely homely countenance and a dangling figure which provoked laughter wherever it appeared. When Lincoln reached maturity, he experienced the one beautiful love of his life for the charming Ann Rutledge. For a few short months they enjoyed happiness to the full. But further happiness was to be denied Lincoln. Ann died of the fever before they were married. Torn by the anguishing grief of a lover, Lincoln's melancholy sorrow at this time was often commented upon by his associates. But the deepest of wounds will heal, or we die. Lincoln's wound healed, and he kept himself busy as only a lawyer and politician can keep himself. When he married Mary Todd, he married a woman who was ambitious enough to goad him on to wordly success, and dominating enough to make married life intolerable for any man—except Lincoln. Several years later, the death of his favorite son, "Tad," made his home life more miserable than ever. Slowly gaining possession of the admiration and sympathy of the people with whom he came in contact, Lincoln rose to political fame, constantly abused on every side by his enemies. After his election to the Presidency, while being advised and urged to resign, he said, "I have read the story of Gethsemane in which the Son of God prayed in vain that the cup might pass from Him; I am now in that garden and the cup is full to overflowing." Waiting for his own inauguration, Lincoln was compelled to stand aside and see the President then in office, during the last few weeks of his administration, permit the Union to lose much of its power and totter on its very foundation. Lincoln, in order to be inaugurated, in order to assume the bowing burden of the nation's welfare, in order to take upon himself the vows of loyalty to its people at all times, was forced to leave for Washington, secretly, to escape early assassination. The South was stirred and embittered by the election of a "Black Republican." South Carolina seceded. Six other states followed, and as each state tore loose from the Union, so all the remaining joy was torn from Abraham Lincoln's heart. Throbbing with excruciating pain and sorrow, this heart was later to be known as one of the noblest and largest of the ages. Little did co-workers and friends dream of all the sad desolation and suffering which Lincoln's sensitive and all-embracing spirit held at this time. But above all his personal agony, Lincoln's patriotism, loyalty and duty haunted him day and night with this fact: The Union must be preserved!" His overwhelming sagacity prompted him to send supplies to Fort Sumter, forcing the South to begin the inevitable war. Thus the hitherto peaceful nation was plunged into dense chaos. Hatred ruled every heart,—ecxept that of Abraham Lincoln. His first thought being for the preservation of his beloved fatherland, he called for 75,000 volunteers. The North aroused to indigation against the South, responded within a few days with 92,000. This brief period at the beginning of the Civil War marked the only time that Lincoln had the co-operation and confidence of his people. Surrounded by a Cabinet composed of personal or political adversaries, Lincoln stood staunchly at the helm of the nation, and bravely facing the salty spray lashing hatred and antagonism upon his tolerant self, he steered the wrecked Ship of State safely to shore. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/103.htm Page 103 On January first, 1863, Lincoln issued the Emancipation Proclamation. By this humane document written by a noble humanitarian, more than four million slaves were given their liberty. After the war, when many hearts and bodies were bleeding profusely, the President visited Richmond, with thought of swift reconstruction in his mind. In this city, throngs of negroes by their dumb awe thanked him for their new-found freedom. In his second inaugural speech, Lincoln opened his great character to the nation's cold view, and made his intentions immortal when he said: "With malice toward none, with charity for all, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow and his children—to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations." Two months after the rendition of this address, Lincoln was shot and killed by John Wilkes Booth at Ford's Theatre, Washington. Scarcely had Lincoln's blood cooled when a group of men, later to become leaders of Congress, met to draw plans for ridding the nation of the influence of Lincoln. It is reported that at this meeting there was undisguised hostility for Lincoln's policy and contempt for his weakness. Radicals were convinced that Lincoln's death was a godsend. Ministers all over the country preached sermons on the theme that since Lincoln was not sufficiently capable to preside during the reconstruction days, God had sanctioned his killing. Today, we know better than to harbor such unjust and hateful views. We realize and understand more fully than ever before, this man's beautiful character and supreme sacrifice for our nation. Abraham Lincoln, were he here today, would not ask for honor or glory. That already has been given him by a hero-worshipping world. But rather he would kindly plead with us through that silence more effective than elaborate eloquence. He would appeal to us from those great sad eyes and ironic smile. His gigantic hands would unfold and stretch themselves toward us. Then at last, fascinated, through tear-misted understanding, we should see in him that true beauty of character which is obtained only with the price of great sorrow. Then at last we should follow him and see our duty in clear radiant color: "To do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations." Laura Dietzel, 1930. PICTURES OF MEMORY Among the beautiful pictures That hang on Memory's Wall Is one of a dim old Schoolhouse, That seemeth best of all, With its small, dark desks, olden, Covered with marks of Woe, Bearing thoughts that were golden, And shone in the long ago. He who could not be rely And sat on that hated stool Laughing at others who truly Never were called the fool. Many the friendship's broken Only to be renewed. Many the gifts and tokens Whose beauty has since been viewed. Therefore, of all the pictures That hang on Memory's Wall The one of the dim, old Schoolhouse Seemeth the best of all. With apologies to Alice Carey Virginia McBride, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/104.htm Page 104 TOASTED MARSHMALLOWS It was raining fiercely and steadily. The drops dripped through the trees outside; they joined to make a miniature river down the path to the spring house; they spattered themselves against the panes of the windows as though they wanted to come in and dry themselves at the raging fire. But the group of young people gathered around the huge fireplace were oblivious to both time and space, much less raindrops, for they were trying to inveigle Uncle Jerry into telling them a story. "But I'm clear run out of stories, I tell you—I've been telling them to you for the last twenty-four hours with time out only to eat. Besides, my throat's dry, and—." Sally had jumped up and was moving toward the kitchen, "Why, Jerry dear, I'll soon flatten that excuse—what do you want, milk or water?" "Now listen, young lady, just set down. Me a man drawin' a salary from your father and can't even get myself a drink of water. Now—" But Sally had returned with the dipper full of water, and shoved it into the old man's hands before he could say another word. "If your mother or father ever hears of this, I'll be in a fine state. I'm s'posed to be takin' care of you kids, instead of you running around for me," he protested between gulps of water. "Aw, bunk", from George, "here, Uncle Jerry, here's a toasted marshmallow. Peach of a one. Why, its the best one I've made this evening," he added as Jerry shook his head hastily in the negative motion. It was plain to see that the group was using all its art to wheedle the old caretaker into narrating one more of his famous tales for nothing amused or entertained them more than to listen to his curious diction, or to watch his face grow serious or humorous, as the story prompted. Gerald Jumper better known as Uncle Jerry, was a huge, grizzled old man, who took care of Camp Sand Creek, the private camp of the Engel family. Toward the world he was a cynical, grouchy old man, but toward Mrs. and Mr. Engel and the children, he was a good watchman, a faithful friend and an inexhaustible amuser. The children ranging in age from thirteen to seventeen, had had a hard time coaxing their parents to allow them to spend the Easter vacation at the camp, for they had been told that it was early spring, the roads were muddy, and Uncle Jerry would probably be asleep. Overcoming these objections, they had annexed two neighbors, piled into an old truck, and headed for camp. It was Friday evening now, and the rain had not slackened a bit since Thursday afternoon. Mary, the eldest had put it this way, "As we consider ourselves lucky in getting to come at all, we don't mind the rain; besides we have Uncle Jerry." "No—No thanks—never eat marshmallows," Jerry protested curtly. "Where's my pipe got to?"— He fumbled around his pockets for a minute, then discovered his buddy; he relaxed, and drawled, "Well, if you're so set on a story, I'll start one; if you don't like it, stop me—." "Oh, Uncle Jerry, you always say that and you know we've never interupted you yet," cut in Dot impatiently. "We-ell—it all started with a marshmallow—a marshmallow like one of them sitting on that table there, only it was burned a dirty black. The fellow that held the stick it was on was about fifteen years old—just about your age, George,—came from an intelligent, well-to-do family—just like you kids, only he was a temperamental, head strong sort of youngster. Name was Ja—Jack. "Well,—there was a bunch of kids on a picnic and Jack and his brother had been on bad terms all day—some sort of squabble about which one was to go to the store. Anyhow Jack was taostin' a marshmallow—you know how you do that sort of thing; just natural like. And the marshmallow caught fire, and when he went to swish it back and forth to put out the fire, some how the thing jumped off the stick and lit right on his brother's hand." Betty and George snickered faintly, for they hadn't decided whether the story was to be funny or not. "Well, sir, I guess it must have burned because right there started the worst fight you could ever imagine between two boys. We—ell, the Lord knows how—I don't— but Frank's—I mean the brother's arm got bent and some how snapped. It was broken." There was a long pause. Uncle Jerry lit his pipe slowly. "Maybe I don't need to say that when the boys got home, Jack was in for it. His brother painted him blacker and blacker every moment, and Jack just stood there not sayin' a word, kind of sullen-like. Well, the brother was sent to the doctor and as for Jack, he was sent to the cellar—in front of his dad who carried a razor strap. And, well, they knew how to whip kids in those days. It wasn't the thrashin' that hurt jack so much as the things they said about him." Here Jerry paused again, and looked a long time at the rain. "So, he did the only thing he thought was right. He ran away from home. He ran away from a good home, the crazy fool. "Havin' left penniless, and without extra clothin', he started huntin' for a job in a city almost a hundred eight miles south of his home town. Everywhere they said, 'Too young—don't need help—where 's your recommendations.' Course those people couldn't be blamed they didn't know what they was doin' to that boy's life; they didn't—c —." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/105.htm Page 105 Here Unde Jerry produced a large, red bandanna handkerchief with which he loudly and sonorously blew his nose. Bill crept softly to the wood-box to replenish the fire. "But the boy was too stubborn and proud to go home and confess himself beaten—you know, like that fellow in the Bible—he wouldn't do that. Instead he changed his name and, well, you know how one thing leads to another—hunger and want to petty stealin'; petty stealin' to oh—say a night in a small-town lock-up;—then out bummin' again. Thcrc he was, that lad, he'd lost all his culture, all his self-respect; he'd taken to drinkin'; saloons was aplenty in those days. Uncle Jerry was speaking very slowly now, looking steadily into the fire, as though the boy's form were there unkempt, drunken, slovenly. "When he did some measly job, he'd always spoil it by comin' to work drunk. And every unkind word or act towards him was a double-barrelled insult. You'd think he'd a gotten used to rough handling, but, no sir, he was just livin' to get one back on the world." Here Uncle Jerry sighed and leaned over to tie his shoe-string. "Bur of course, he didn't get the chance. In fact, Fate had another dirty trick up her sleeve, for him. One night, he and another rowdy pal got to drinkin' heavy in some saloon and before you knew it they were fightin' and, well, the Lord knows how—I don't—but the pal's arm got bent and somehow snapped. It was broken. "Well, Jack was just another jaw and law-breaker to the police. They took up his record and found other charges against him; they had a whole lot of reasons." Uncle Jerry had his hand out, palm upward, to emphasize his point. "Course it wasn't their fault; they didn't know the tough breaks he'd had; they weren't to be blamed. "Well, there he was in jail, just because of a squabble, a few harsh words, a bad temper—and then—well I guess that's the end. By the John, I forgot that kitchen fire!" Uncle Jerry jumped up and strode out to the kitchen. But around the fireplace there was a silence. This group of boys and girls who were ready always to criticise, advise, or comment on one of Uncle Jerry's stories at the end, had not a word to say. They all knew that George had just crept out five minutes ago to fix the kitchen fire, yet no one stopped Uncle Jerry. Although Mary was the only one who had seen the old man hastily brush a tear from his eye he passed, there was not one in that intent group who did not realize that the tale had been Uncle Jerry's own life story. Mary K. Hall, '30. SUPREMACY Life is but a game of checkers; The earth, a checker board; People serve as human counters, And the only player—God. Clarence Varner, '30. A SCARE I know a man with big flop cars And hair that resembles a mop; Into a child he throws his fears, For he is Clancey, the cop. James Stevenson, '30. ALL A MISTAKE Alone one day, I came by chance To a tree-limbed mountain lake, And I thought I saw In its mirrored depths, A hundred thousand snakes. I looked again; Then I laughed aloud, But it made me happy, too, For the winding roots Of the mountain trees Were reflected in the blue. Jean Watson, '31. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/106.htm Page 106 POST MORTEM The ominous ticking of the clock Prayerfully telling its beads of Time, Nearing the end of the chain of Life, Nearing the hour that divides the morn From the day that has gone before A flickering candle that has spent its flame Flutters, then dies, to shine no more A fluttering flame that has spent its light Or the waning hour before the dawn,— Which, is the symbol of Death? C. E. V., '30. TROUBLES The willows weep and fill the sea, With gleaming silver leaves,— But, what is that to you and me When we have wept for years? The treetops sigh a song of peace, To calm our foolish fears, But, what is that to you and me When we have sung for years? Ray Walker, '31. DAWN The charm of the night is fleeing It has gone beyond recall; The spell of light is wearing It is descending on us all. It widens the windows of morning, It swings out on the rope of the rainbow, It touches the earth so lightly-- But where, where we never know. It wakens the rosy four o'clocks Out of a dewy bed; It sets all the blue bells aringing For the hours of night have fled. Dorothy Shively, '31. PROCRASTINATION There came a voice, A mournful voice, Calling softly in the night. How was I to know This was the echo Drifting down the vista of the ages, The echo of the lamenting humanity Who spend their lives in dreams. Men who spent the years In idle fantasy, Putting off the development of their talents Until the morrow, Waiting for the gilded ship of Fortune To drop anchor in their port of Dreams. Instead, they saw the circling eagle Hang, as it were, in mid-air Above the towering snow-capped mount of labor. Little they heeded the sign of the eagle But surlily remained in the valley, Waiting for the gilded ship of Fortune To drop anchor in their port of Dreams. Clarence Varner, '30. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-six.htm Book Six - Athletics *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/107.htm Page 107 ATHLETICS The Clearfield High School athletics of 1929-'30 completed a very successful season in every type of athletic event. The football season was a decided success. Out of the nine games played, five were won, one was tied, and three were lost. The team finished in the sixth place in the conference game standing. Against non-conference opponents the team was about average, winning five out of nine games played. The basketball warriors completed a very successful season. They made a brilliant start, and after variations of winning and losing games, they sported on to the finish winning games. They finished tie for third place in Section VIII of the N. W. P. I. A. A. league with nine games won and five games lost. The team was always a contender for first place through-out the league season. The girls basketball team also turned in a splendid season. They won four games and lost two. The girls were recognized as formidable opponents and furnished a good brand of basketball playing. The true fighting spirit was never lacking, and the clean, hardplaying of the team was always manifested among the Clearfield High School players in true sportsmanship. Much credit is due to our coaches, Mr. Sweely, Mr. Boggs, Mr. Smith, and Miss Brown, who have spent many hours in developing the "green class" and others into winning teams. It was through their untiring efforts and the cooperation of the players that dean sportsmanship in all its phases has made athletics so successful this season.1 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/108.htm Page 108 WEARERS OF THE C FOOTBALL, 1929 Shaffer, E., Captain Albert, C. Butler, M. Caldwell, R. Chelgren, T. Cochrane, L. Geppert, W. Katzman, N. Kester, P. Mallory, R. Meagher, F. Miller, J. Peoples, J. Rowles, N. Scott, W. Shepherd. W. Sweely, E. Tribley, W. Woolridge, R. BOYS' BASKETBALL, 1929-'30 Stevenson, J., Captain Geppert, W. Miller, J. Roseberry, D. Scott, W. Shepherd, W. Williams, C. GIRLS' BASKETBALL, 1929-'30 Richards, D., Captain Adams, J. Anderson, H. Anderson, R. Bannan, B. Beish, D. Decker, G. Fletcher, E. Gorman, E. Hall, M. K. Holes, V. Lutz, H. Powell, J. Shimmell, L. Stine, H. TRACK, 1929 Jenkins, W. Shepherd, W. Welch, A. Williams, C. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/109.htm Page 109 Coaches-1929-'30 Boggs - Assistant Coach Sweeley - Boys' Coach Brown - Girls' Coach Smith - Assistant Coach Captains-1929-30 Albert - Student Manager Shaffer - Football Richards - Girls' Basketball Stevenson - Boys' Basketball *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/110.htm Page 110 SCORES VARSITY FOOTBALL, 1929 C. H. S. 13 Cooper Twp 0 C. H. S 47 Philipsburg 0 C. H. S 7 Hollidaysburg 19 C. H. S 34 State College 0 C. H. S. 21 Tyron 6 C. H. S. 0 DuBois 0 C. H. S 0 Punxsutawney 33 C. H. S 13 Curwensville 0 C. H. S. 0 Altoona 33 JUNIOR VARSITY, 1929 C. H. S. 12 Mahaffey 18 C. H. S 38 Houtzdale 0 BOYS' BASKETBALL, 1929-'30 C. H. S. 17 Alumni 23 C. H. S. 19 Sykesville 20 C. H. S. 27 Indiana 25 C. H. S. 26 Indiana 21 C. H. S. 33 Punxsutawney 13 C. H. S 22 Punxsutawney 27 C. H. S 24 Reynoldsville 22 C. H. S. 9 Reynoldsville 31 C. H. S 12 DuBois 21 C. H. S. 21 DuBois 16 C. H. S. 36 Curwensville. .17 C. H. S. 37 Curwensville 19 C. H. S. 27 Philipsburg 24 C. H. S. 24 Philipsburg 20 C. H. S. 13 Brookville 15 C. H. S. 29 Brookville 25 C. H. S. 30 Sykesville 23 GIRLS' BASKETBALL, 1929-'30 C. H. S. 20 Curwensville 49 C. H. S. 24 DuBois 12 C. H. S. 25 Philipsburg 14 C. H. S. 30 Curwensville 25 C. H. S. 45 Philipsburg 17 C. H. S. 26 DuBois 46 TRACK, 1928-'29 C. H. S. at Tyrone 6th place with 8 points C. H. S. at Clarion 3rd place with 16 points C. H. S. at Clearfield 4th place with 21 points CROSS COUNTRY, 1930 C. H. S. at Reynoldsville 5th place with 117 points. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/111.htm Page 111 Football *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/112.htm Page 112 1929 Varsity FOOTBALL "Who are those boys up in the field who are running, tackling, kicking, and in all ways showing good football form?" inquired Mr. Smith of his youthful companion. "Why that is the football squad who is out for its first practice, I believe," answered John, "Let's go up and watch them, will you?" "I like to watch the boys practice. You can find out the character of a boy by watching his methods of playing, whether he obeys the football rules or not, or whether he is a clean player," proclaimed John who had played football before. "Yes, and the sport also teaches a player never to give up until the last possible minute of playing is over," answered Mr. Smith in a concerned manner. "I think, too, that it helps the future of a boy in the business when his problems pertaining to that time of his football playing in which the motto was "Never give up!" This conversation was carried on by two interested football fans. On September 4, our new coach, Mr. Sweely had issued a call for football candidates. About fifty candidates responded. The first weeks or so were spent in conditioning exercises. The exercises were somewhat tiresome, but after a week had passed these boys were changed into a better product and were not so stiff and as tired as before. About the middle of September teams were picked and they began work in earnest. This activity consisted of scrimmages and signal practices. After a number of scrimmages, Coach Sweely picked out a squad of boys who had played a good brand of football. The members selected were as follows: Captain, Ed Shaffer William Shepherd Clarence Williams Roland Mallory Elwood Sweely William Geppert Thurston Chelgren William Scott Jack Miller Paul Kester Rembrandt Woolridge Others were chosen as well to represent Clearfield High School on the varsity squad. This team did exceptionally well in the practice games against the second team, and after several weeks of practice they were sent to tackle Cooper for the first game, at Cooper. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/113.htm Page 113 1929 Squad COOPER vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 0-13 The Red and Black team trotted out on the field and went through a few practice plays with errorless teamwrok. Cooper soon came on the field, and after they too had gone through a few practice plays the game started. Cooper set a fast pace for the locals at the outset of the game, when a series of plays gave them a first down before the game was two minutes under way. This pace was later stopped when , Clearfield's defense stiffened and held. Clearfield got possession of the ball on the 51-yard line and started a steady march down the field until they were stopped on Cooper's 12-yard line. Williams and Shepherd did the running work in that drive. Cooper got the ball on downs and after a bit of scrimmage in failing to get any gain, kicked the ball. Cooper kicked to Rasty who was standing on the 40-yard line and Rasty set the Clearfield High School fans cheering when he turned in the most spectacular play of the game. With an out burst of speed, he dashed to the Cooper goal line, and made the first touchdown. Shep's try for point failed. After that the two teams scrimmaged in mid-field until the whistle blew for the end of the first quarter. The second and final score came in the second quarter. Cooper regained possession of the ball and after winning a first down, through bucking the line, were forced to punt again. Both teams battled back and forth without gaining much ground until near the close of the period when Clearfield had a break. Geppert intercepted a pass on our 38-yard game. Then started another smashing drive which resulted in a touchdown. Miller made a yard and then Miller and Shep completed a forward pass which netted 12 yards and a first down. Miller failed to gain in the next play but Rowles added a yard a second later. Rasty then ripped a hole in the left tackle for a 12 yards and another first down resulted. Miller made nine yards on the next play and the ball was on the 4-yard line. Williams carried it over with another end run. Rem's placement kick was blocked. Woolridge kicked off and the whistle blew for the half as Cooper received the ball. Clearfield encountered much stiffer opposition from their foes during the second- half. After failing to gain through the line, Cooper resorted to the aerial game with a marked degree of success. The second half was spent in making gains here and there by both teams. But none of the plays resulted in spectacular ones. However, many thrills were enjoyed by the fans in seeing a first game of football. Cooper is steadily improving in their football playing and next year Clearfield may meet a different team with a different score. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/114.htm Page 114 Kester - Line Sweeley - Backfield Shaffer - Line Shepherd - Backfield HOLLIDAYSBURG vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 19-7 The following Saturday, Clearfield played host to Hollidaysburg, this game being the first of our conference games. Hollidaysburg, having been beaten by Clearfield in three successive games, planned to get revenge for those defeats and they succeeded, too. There was no mistaking, after Hollidaysburg's initial drive, which team was the superior. A stronger line, a heavier, better drilled backfield, and a more confident team spirit marked the visiting team as victors. Early in the first period, Hollidaysburg scored a touchdown on straight line plunging, but soon after the next kickoff, Hollidaysburg having the ball, "Red" Miller intercepted a forward pass at mid-field, and it seemed to put more strength into the Clearfield team. Shepherd threw a pass to Rasty which netted 19 yards. Again, with cold-blooded deliberateness, Bill picked out Rasty's beaming countenance in the crowd, and watched him bound like a hare for 30 yards and a score. The try for point was good with each team having a touchdown. The air was tense with excitement, but soon after the kickoff, the tenseness was abandoned for an alert 'burg man found an opening in the Clearfield line and pranced 65 yards for a touchdown. Try for extra point was successful. Matters were allowed to rest at that until two minutes of the final whistle. Having kept Clearfield in their own territory during the entire last half, Hollidaysburg took advantage of a hurried kick, which gave them the ball on Clearfield's 13-yard line, and put the final score over in two fast plays. An attempted drop-kick, for point failed and when the game ended on the first play after the next kick-off, it found Clearfield behind in its first conference contest, with the score 19-7 in favor of Hollidaysburg. Bill Scott, Shepherd, and Rasty starred in this game; Shep and Rasty, in passing, especially; and Scott, in stopping backfield men. Clearfield was badly handicapped in this game by the absence of Mallory, Kester, and Captain Shaffer, due to injuries. CLEARFIELD vs. TYRONE SCORE 21-6 In the first home game of the season Clearfield walloped Tyrone to gain the first conference triumph of the year. With the return of Mallory and Capt. Shaffer to the line, and Shepherd in better form, the team displayed a diversified running attack and a brilliant passing game that bewildered the Tyrone boys. In the first quarter, a Tyrone man raced 20 yards to cross the goal but was called back, due to a penalty received by Tyrone for off-sides. Both teams battled back and forth until near the end of the first quarter when Clearfield started a triumphant drive down the field for a touchdown, Miller going over the goal line. Try for point was good. Shepherd's plunging and Miller's running were added features of the first quarter. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/115.htm Page 115 Chelgren - Line Woodridge - Line Cochrane - Line Williams - Backfield During the second quarter, Tyrone held Clearfield in their own territory. It was not until the end of the second quarter that our home team scored their next touchdown, when a Tyrone player fumbled on their own 22-yard line. Rasty pounced upon the ball. In the second play, Shep gained 18 yards, putting the ball on the four-yard line. On three attempts, they failed to cross, and then Clearfield received a 5-yard penalty. But Rasty obliterated the penalty by skirting around right end for a touchdown. Shep made the extra point. Scott kicked off, and later on Rasty intercepted a pass on the 50-yard line. Both teams battled back and forth during the remainder of the third period and Tyrone nearly got a touchdown. Shortly after the last period began, Tyrone opened a drive which netted them a touchdown. Try for extra point failed. Both teams battled back and forth for the remainder of the fourth quarter until the whistle blew. This game gave the Red and Black warriors their first conference triumph of the season by the score of 21 to 6. PUNXY vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 33-0 On the following Saturday, Clearfield journeyed to Punxy determining to keep up their record of winning football games but were turned down with as great a defeat as though they had nothing to do with the game, by a score of 33-0. Punxy had beaten Clearfield only once, and this year Clearfield went up against the best team Punxy ever had, a team composed of experienced players, a team that had played together for three years. In the first 12 plays of the game, Punxy scored three times before they could put one over to count. Penalties nullified the first two, but took none of the impressiveness from the series of long runs which returned the ball to the goal after every set-back. Punxy gathered up 13 points in the first quarter, 7 in the second quarter, 7 in the third quarter, and 6 in the fourth quarter, to a total of 33 points. With a trio of extraordinarily alert officials on the field, the rain of penalties upon the two teams was steady. Punxy got the heavy part of the downpour. A total of 220 yards in penalties was assessed, with 160 going to Punxy and 60 yards to Clearfield. Frequent penalties so impeded the game that it dragged Punxy's superior strength is best measured in a comparison of first downs, 17 to 4. Clearfield was not able to penetrate the stone wall of the Punxy line and was unable to get properly under way. Sweely showed up better in back field than he had in any game to date. He made several nice gains, punted several times with good results and was good interference. Scott showed up in the game exceptionally well; he was pitted against Captain Rich of the Punxy team, and the Captain had his hands full with this star center. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/116.htm Page 116 Meagher - Backfield Mallory - Line Peoples - Line Williams - Backfield ALTOONA vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 33-0 The next game of the season was with Altoona, an old rival. Clearfield, up to date, had the best standing of the two teams when pitted against each other, Clearfield having won most of the total games played. Altoona, this year was strengthened when another school was joined with them. Altoona had the number of players and coaches which eventually produced a good team. After the game had been started in the first quarter, Miller made a fumble and Altoona recovered it on the 50-yard line after the fourth play of the game, and spurred on by the good fortune, Altoona pushed a touchdown across in just eight more plays. Rush, of Altoona, made the first touchdown on an end run that fooled the entire Clearfield team and scampered 19 yards without being challenged. An extra point was added on a smash through tackle. From that time on, for two periods, Altoona was played to a standstill. The visitors displayed greater power on long marches down the field, but Coach Sweely's boys held like demons near their goal and forced Altoona to give up the ball before getting in scoring range. A pass intercepted by Shep stopped one steady procession, and also kept the heavy hitting city team back up with his punting. Altoona was played to a standstill in the second quarter. In the second half, Altoona had the wind in their favor,and then the inevitable avalanche broke loose; from that time on, Clearfield barely furnished workout for Altoona. In five plays, after the opening of the second half, another touchdown was marked down to their credit and then the touchdown followed in steady procession. Three came in the third period, and one early in the fourth. This gave them a total of 33 points. The third quarter found Clearfield playing against the wind and Shep's kicks were not much good, as the wind forced the ball back almost to the point from where he had kicked. Shep played a great game against Altoona both in the line and in backfield. Caldwell also played a great game. Altoona was well represented at the game as the stands were packed to the limit on both sides. It would have been a better game for the spectators if the wind had not been so strong. But Altoona must receive due credit for this victory because of the fact that they had not been defeated to date and had the team to be victorious. PHILIPSBURG vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 0-47 The following Saturday found the Red and Black warriors "rarin" to go and to get revenge for the two defeats which they had previously received at the hands of Punxy and Altoona. In the preceding years, Philipsburg had received the name of a "jinx" to Clearfield, but Clearfield shook off that superstituion at Clearfield and completely smothered Philipsburg by the score of 47-0. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/117.htm Page 117 In the first quarter, both teams spent most of their time in finding weak spots of their opponents, neither team doing any spectacular running of any kind. The first score came when Clearfield gained possession of a fumble on the Philipsburg 39-yard line. Rasty skirted around left end for 19 yards, and on the next play, the visitors were penalized 15 yards. Shep carried the ball the remaining distance for a touchdown. The try for point failed. This success gave the Red and Black team more pep and helped them to get two more touchdowns in that quarter. Two 10-yard passes and a series of line bucks enabled the locals to work the ball from midfield up to their opponent's 5-yard mark, and then Shep again took it over the line. This time the point was good. Clearfield took a punt on Philipsburg's 37-yard line near the close of the quarter and lost no time in taking it over for their third score. Try for points failed. A few minutes later, the whistle blew for the half with the locals leading 19 to 0. As the locals encountered no better opposition in the third quarter, they rang up three more touchdowns. Rasty started it with a beautiful 59-yard run. Long end runs by Red Miller through the line, with Shep taking the ball over, accounted for the next two scores. Shep made every try for point good and the third period ended with score 40-0 in favor of the locals. The locals last touchdowns came near the middle of the last period. The ball was on their 33-yard mark. The team made two passes good for 33 yards and by flashy running Rasty advanced the ball to the 4-yard mark. Shep took the ball over on a line plunge. The point was good. Then Coach Sweely took out his regulars and sent in his reserves. The second team held the visitors fairly well but Philipsburg got to the 20-yard mark as the whistle blew for the end of the game. This victory marked the fifth triumph over our opponents in several contests. Shep had a great day by making 41 of the 47 points and Rasty the other 6 points. However, Shep could not have turned in such a brilliant performance without the support of his team-mates, who tore big holes in the Philipsburg line for him to go through and also furnished him with plenty of interference. STATE COLLEGE vs. CLEARFIELD SCORE 0-34 The Saturday after the football game with Philipsburg dawned bright, and fair weather presided for the rest of the day. Clearfield took advantage of this and scored an easy victory over State College to the tune of 34 to 0 at State College. Our team had a wonderful trip on their way over there and back, a fact which added to the pleasure of the victory. In the first quarter, both teams were held scoreless in trying to find the weak spots of their opponents. Clearfield had the ball in State's territory most of the first quarter and threatened to score two times in that quarter, but did not succeed in doing so. Clearfield opened their scoring drive in the second quarter when Shep fell on a State fumble on State's 40-yard line. Two line bucks and Shep gained 18 yards. Shep then tossed a pass to fleet-footed Rasty who skirted around right end for the first touchdown. Clearfield tool/ a State punt on their 25-yard mark and Miller, Sweely and Rasty carried it to the 4-yard mark where Shep took it over on a line plunge. Two touchdowns and one placement kick made the score 13-0 at the half in favor of Clearfield. Another touchdown was made in the last part of the third quarter when Clearfield received a punt on the 40-yard line, from which Sweely pulled a 'liar 18-yard run to State's 30-yard mark. Then Shep with his passing arm, threw a pass to Cochrane which resulted in a touchdown. In the fourth period Rasty executed one of those famous runs of his, twisted and dodged through the entire State line for 20 yards and a touchdown for the fourth marker. Later on in the same period, Shep threw a pass to Geppert which netted 25 yards, from which Shep made a thrilling 15-yard run for a touchdown. Shep made both points good and the score stood 34-0 when the whistle blew a few seconds later. DUBOIS vs. CLEARFIELD 0-0 At last, came the much thought of game, that which was the annual "friendly battle" with DuBois, our old rivals. This battle was staged at Clearfield. The day was somewhat cold and snow flakes flurried occasionally, a fact which made the ground hard and "bumpy". This particular game will always hold true in the memnory of the fans who saw it as the most exciting and thrilling game which was staged at Clearfield that season. Clearfield literally held the supposedly superior DuBois eleven to a standstill and put Clearfield in a regular berth as a strong competitor of the "Big Three." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/118.htm Page 118 The whole four quarters were as thrilling as could be expected of any one good quarter; the DuBois eleven was threatened on several occasions when Clearfield was on the 10-yard line, but the DuBois eleven held gallantly, and then they would kick out of the "danger zone." Clearfield was also threatened on one occasion, and that was the time DuBois kicked to Clearfield's 5-yard line and Rasty was doWned, but Shep with his powerful right leg kicked out of danger. It was a queer coincidence, but strange to say, at the end of the first quarter, the ball rested on the 40-yard line where Scott had previously kicked off at the opening of the game. The rest of the game was spent in going up and down the field, neither team able to penetrate the line to gain. Aerial passes were quite frequent. Clearfield tried 12 and completed 2 for 26 yards; DuBois tried 11 and completed 5 for 99 yards. CLEARFIELD vs. CURWENSVILLE SCORE 13-0 Clearfield High School's football team brought their 1929 grid season to a close when they journeyed to Curwensville on November 29 and won a hard fought 13-0 victory over their upriver rivals in the annual Thanksgiving Day game, thereby getting revenge from their defeat last year, when the Curwensville team had registered their only football victory over Clearfield in all the history of the meetings of these two teams. A large crowd attended the game in spite of the unfavorable weather conditions. The contest was played on a snow covered field, which was packed and frozen. In the first period, both teams played loosely with no signs of good performances, until Rasty made a brilliant run from his own 30-yard line through the entire Curwensville team for touchdown, but was called back when the officials ruled he had stepped out of bounds on the 45-yard line. The rest of the period was spent in line plunges by Shep and end runs by Rasty, Miller, and Sweely. Shep carried the ball over for the first score in the second quarter with the ball on Clear-field's 31-yard line; then Shep and Miller completed a pass for five yards. Shep hit the line for six more and then scored a five-yard touchdown when he eluded the entire Curwensville team on a fake criss-cross play, and scampered 20 yards for a touchdown. The extra point was good. The rest of the game, up until the last part of the fourth quarter was spent by both teams trying for gains, but neither team made any extraordinary gains until the last part of the game. Rasty recovered a Curwensville fumble on Curwensville's 49-yard line. Shep and Rasty made gains. hich netted them 43 yards. Curwensville then recovered a Clearfield fumble on their own 9-yard line, but Shep set the stands with cheers when he intercepted a pass on the 11-yard line. Then, on the next play Shep threw a pass to Rasty for a touchdown. Try for points failed. Rasty kicked to Curwensville's 30, and just after that, Clearfield drew a 15-yard penalty. The game ended with Clearfield bringing home the bacon. This was a hard-played game, both teams making gains here and there; penalties were quite frequent. The victory for Clearfield was brought to a close after the overjoyed Clearfield fans had taken out the goal posts, and it is predicted that Curwensville will remember that one occasion for the next year, when they come down here to play. The game with Curwensville brought the football season to a close, and many players were sorry when it was over. In different games, individual backfield men are usually mentioned, but most of the credit must be given to the line, who were ever fighting, striving to help the backfield men find openings and to hold opponents back. These line players who were on the first team were. Geppert, Kester, Capt. Shaffer, Scott, Woolridge, Chelgren, Butler, and substitutes, Mallory, Cochrane, Caldwell, Katzman, Peoples, Duckett, Swisher, Calapa, and numerous others players not possessing such a broad experience. The varsity backfield men varied at times in playing but the varsity players were Shepherd, Williams, Miller, Sweely, and substitutes, Meagher, Rowles, Duckett, Hodgen, Wilson, and Fullington. The line and backfield were well organized and went through their plays with matchless precision. The varsity football players graduating this year are Shepherd, Williams, Woolridge, Shaffer, Mallory, Kestcr, and Meagher. A promising team for next year is seen by the fact that Sweely, Miller, Geppert, Scott, Katzman, Butler, Peoples, Montague, Rowles, Tribley, Caldwell, Swisher, Duckett, Johnson, and others will be wearing suits next season and will represent C. H. S. on the football field. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/119.htm Page 119 Basketball *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/120.htm Page 120 1930 Varsity VARSITY BASKET-BALL December 4,1929, Coach Sweely sent out a call for basket-ball material. About twenty-five candidates stuck their noses into the gym that night. The first few nights were spent in shooting, passing and a few fundamental principles of the game. The coach began to have scrimmages. He picked from the group, those who would likely stand out from the rest. His choice was Scott, Shepherd, Williams, Roseberry, Stevenson, Geppert, Anderson and Jay. These boys got ready for the first game of the season, with the Alumni. The first game was played on December 20 in the high school gym. Such ex-stars as Miller, Snoke, Barnie, Shaffner, Brown, Shively, Imdorf, McClure and Warner, played. The Alumni was too much for the Varsity, although the high school team was no cinch for the visitors. The half ended with the Varsity ahead but a third quarter rally by the Alumni was the cause of the defeat. Miller and Shaffner were the "big boys" for the Alumni, having 16 points between them. Clearfield looked good with Scott, Captain Stevenson, Roseberry, Williams, and Shepherd. The final score of the game was 23-17, with the Alumni on top. On January 3, Clearfield took its longest trip, to Indiana. The game started with a bang. Indiana seemed to have better luck with shots, for they plowed ahead for three quarters. Then Clearfield, all of a sudden, got "all hot and bothered" and began stopping them. The score at the end of the third quarter was 23-13, in favor of Indiana. Then came the "fire-works". By means of superior shooting, passing, and generally good playing, Clearfield came steadily on. In the last minute with the score tie, Scott tipped a missed shot into the basket making the score 27-25. Shep and Rosy had 19 of their team's points, but teamwork was shown by all. Punxy chased-down to our house on January 10, to be defeated by Clearfield 33-13. The game was very close the first half. The score at the first quarter was 9-9 and at the half 14-11 with the fielders ahead. The last half was a mess. The "Chuck's" defense went to pieces as the "Red Devils" became master. The "Chucks" got only two field goals the last three quarters. Superior -work showed up in the test. "Hot Dog! Another victory." A nice start to the championship. Reynoldsville came to Clearfield, January 17, to get their "ears trimmed", 22-24. The game was close and well played. Reynoldsville's defense was a pleasure to see, for it was swell. The third quarter ended 15-15 with the leader ahead. Last minute playing and excellent teamwork pulled the Red and Black through. "Rosy" played well, scoring 14 points. DuBois threw water on the line of victories when she pecked her way to victory in the DuBois "Chicken Pen". A big blow to Clearfield was the default of "Rosy". "Rosy" seemed to be elsewhere than at home in the "Pen." DuBois had an almost perfect defense and her offense was excellent. King, the tricky football player, was the big "cheese" having 9 of his team's points. The final score was 21-12. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/121.htm Page 121 1930 Squad Clearfield saddled up and galloped to Curwensville's Rodeo Ranch on Jan. 24. The idea was to muddle a little, for it was the first time since the football game the two had been together. The game was slow, poor, and generally punk. Curwensville led at the first quarter 7-2. After that it was like "Nobody's Business." "Rosy" seemed still dazed from his last shake-up, for he didn't have but one point. "Ski" Williams, "Alex" Scott, and Shep had most of the team's points. The game ended, much to the crowds relief, as far as playing is concerned. 36-19 with the "Red Devils" on top. The next Saturday, whom did the locals have to meet but their old friend, Philipsburg? They toddled over to make mud pies in our back-yard but got dirty rolling in the mud. The game was much too one-sided to be of any interest, although the "burgers" were game all through. Sher., Ski, and Axel were the heavy artillery, having 35 points between them. Rosy had nothing the first half, but redeemed himself the last half, making 8 points. Clearfield lost a valuable player, for Rosy had played his last Scholastic game, being ruled out on account of being a 5 year man. Rosy had "It" and was Clearfields' best offensive forward. Philipsburg was defeated 57-24. This was a non-league game. Brookville got into her gasoline buggy and trotted over for her share of the league fight. She proved herself winner from the "Red Devils" 13-13. What a game! The fight started out like a track meet. Geppert took Rosy's place, but Rosy would have looked good in the struggle. The half ended 9-6 with Brookville ahead. The lead was diminished by one point in the third quarter. Both teams tied in the final minute when Truman slopped a long one in. The five man defense was abandoned in the third quarter and this change proved more effective than otherwise. Shepherd had five of this game's points. Geppert, who took Rosy's place, showed his onions well. I'll be doggone! If those "so called basketball players" didn't lose to Sykesville again. And the next to the lowest team in the league. Such luck! The game at Sykesville was on Feb. 1, and such a game! The locals led until the final play when Steve got his signals mixed and shot instead of freezing the pill. A Sykesville man was on it and started on a gallop. Steve, realizing his mistake, took after him and fouled him. Sykes' made both shots, and the "Red Devils" lost. The reason for the defeat was the game before; the Brookville game was a strenous one and took the fight out of our team. The final score was 20-19. Indiana went on the war path to get revenge for the bad "fire water" given her in her own "Tepee." They came here with blood in their eyes and a Tomahawk in their hands to do business. They were charged by the "white men" and beaten 21-26. The game was close, up until the last quarter. The third quarter ended 17-15 in favor of Clearfield. The last quarter, arrows broke out, but bullets were too much. Shep had 13 points but Ski was the real clown of the game. He had the Indians wondering what he would do next. When the Indians had that puzzle worked out, Ski was on another line of business. Punxy put Clearfield out of the race on Punxy's floor to the song of 27-22. The score at end of the third quarter was 24-14. The "Red Devils" did not quit but plugged on until the final whistle blew. Every player did his best and every player had team work. The best performance was *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/122.htm Page 122 Capt. Stevenson - Guard Williams - Guard Shepherd - Forward turned in by Jim Stevenson, who held Red Grube, the leagues' scoring ace, without a single field goal or foul. Shep had nine and Gus had 8 of the points. Clearfield scored ten points the last quarter, but could not overcome the lead. After the brilliant playing the week before, those "Red Devils" lost to Reynoldsville on the Reynoldsville floor 31-9. The game was too one-sided to be even funny. The locals lacked teamwork and good feeling. The shots, passing, and guarding were punk. Reynoldsville showed her early season form. This defeat puts the locals in the fourth place. Geppert and Cathcart, a new sub, showed up better than usual, but nothing could pull Clearfield up to Reynoldsville's par. And that's that! Clearfield got revenge on DuBois for the other Hen-house "scandal". What did she do but knock over the bums by 21-16. DuBois took the first quarter 7-4, but were swamped the rest of the game. Shorty Mikelones grabbed the first goal for his team making a long shot. Steve held him for the rest of the game scoreless. The last quarter the locals showed the prettiest freezing game ever displayed on this floor. Axel and Shep led the scoring having 15 of the points. This game showed the old pepper which the "Devils" get when they feel good. Curwensville packed up and toddled down to get revenge for both football and basketball. They got a big kick out of being kicked about. They got kicked 37 times to our 18. Curwensville registered only one goal the first half, to the "Devils" 15. They snapped out and began to play basketball after that. Knepp, Curwensville's Captain, had 10 of his team's points. Although Curwensville was out-played to the last minute, they showed some good fighting spirit. Another game, although a non-league, gave Clearfield the chance to top Philipsburg, 24-20. Clearfield started out strong and at the half led 14-7. The Burgers were game and battled for all they were worth. In the last few minutes they tied the score. Ski, finding circumstances pressing, found an opening and sunk a pretty one. Gus Geppert added another to help the cause along, and so the game was sealed. Clearfield played its greatest game of the season when it shut out Brookville, at Brookville, 29-25. The game was close the whole way through and no team could boast of being safely in the lead. The "Red Devils" made more field goals than their opponents, but Brooks tagged along on good foul shooting. Ship and Axel had eleven points each for the game. Steve and Ski were up to their old tricks holding their men without a point. This was Clearfield's best played game. C. H. S. ended her 1930 basketball season by stopping the Jinx of Sykesville 23-30. The Sykes showed more form than that of a seventh team. Their passing and cutting were good but the shooting was bad. The "Red Devils" played hard the first half but let up the last. They outplayed the Jinx at last. Axel and Shep reaped most of the points, and Ski and Steve played their usual good guarding games. Clearfield had a successful season, winning 9 and losing 5. They were tie with Brookville for third place. The graduating Seniors who will be lost are Captain Stevenson, Ski Williams, and Bill Shepherd. Roseberry went at the end of the first semester. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/123.htm Page 123 1930 Varsity GIRLS' BASKET-BALL Fight, Team, Fight! Fight, Team, Fight! Fight, Team, Fight, Team, Fight, Team, Fight! Another year had come, and at last we heard the shrieks of feminine basketball. One day after Christmas vacation, as one of our teachers was about ready to check in for the day, she heard a terrible racket. She couldn't imagine the "why" and the "wherefore" of it, so started in pursuit. Immediately she found that she was entering the gym. The girls basketball season had arrived. When the first call was heard, a large number hastened to answer its summons, with Miss Brown as coach. The season looked very promising, as a number of our old friends were with us again. A schedule was made out and practices were held regularly. The first game of the season was eagerly looked forward to. The team went to Curwensville with two weeks training and the intention to bring home the bacon, but instead, Curwensville gave them a big surprise when our team failed to hold up under their opponent's fast playing. The game was interesting and hard fought throughout, both teams playing spectacular ball the first half, which ended 22- 17 with Curwensville on the happier side. During the second half, the Curwensville girls played a sensational brand of basketball that netted them 27 more points while we, regardless of hard work, netted but 3. The Red and Black Musketeers started their season with a defeat of 49-20. The girls began to "click" after their decisive defeat at the hands of Curwensville and broke into the win column by trimming the Phillipsburg High lassies 2.5 to 14 on the Philipsburg floor. Beish, Stine, Anderson and Gorman shared the scoring honors for the local girls, Beish holding a slight advantage over the rest of her mates by virtue of her four field goals and one foul which gave her a total of 9 points. Stine caged two from the floor and three from the foul line for a total of seven while Anderson and Gorman each rang up a pair of field goals. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/124.htm Page 124 1930 Squad The C. H. S. team copped their second victory of the season when they trimmed the Philipsburg High Girls' team in a return match here, by the impressive score of 45 to 17. The Philipsburg lassies gave the Red and Black sisters a stiff battle up until the end of the first half of the contest by holding them to an 18-11 score, but gave way before a last-spurt on the part of Helen Stine, our scoring ace, and gradually fell far behind to lose out by 28 points. Scoring honors for the game went to Stine by a wide margin. This C. H. S. star chalked up thirty field goals and two fouls for a total of 28 points, almost twice as many as the entire Philipsburg team registered. Anderson collected three from the field and one point from the foul line and Gorman and Anderson two field goals apiece to complete the scoring for the local girls. On February 15, the C. H. S. girls registered their third straight decisive victory, when they downed the powerful DuBois High Girls' team by the score of 24 to 12. Clever passing and some brilliant shooting on the part of DuBois' forwards enabled the visitors to keep pace with the locals during the early part of the contest and they were trailing by only 8 points at the end of the first half. However, the superior team work of Miss Browns' charges began to tell in the second half when they gradually pulled away from their rivals to increase their lead to 12 points as the game ended. Anderson and Stine were the big guns for the local lassies with 23 of their ream's 24 points to their credit. Anderson led the score by collecting six field goals and one foul for a total of 13 points. Stine, the local scoring ace, was not far behind her team-mates with five field goals. Gorman added the other point on a free toss from the foul line. Experience gained in playing their last three contests enabled the C. H. S. girls to turn the table on the classy Curwensville High sextet in a thrilling return match by holding them 30 to 25, thereby easing-off some of the sting of the 49-20 flogging they had received at the hands of their upriver sisters in the early part of the season. It was the fourth straight triumph for Miss Brown's proteges and gave them a season's record of four wins out of five starts. In the first quarter, it appeared as though the Red and Black girl passers were going to trim their rivals as decisively as they had been trimmed at Curwensville, they piled up a comfortable lead of 13 to 3 as the period ended. However, the visitors rallied at this point and outscored the home girls in all of the remaining quarters and reduced the lead to five points as the contest ended. They fought back vailiantly and even threatened to pass the local lassies in the final period until a spurt on the part of Miss Brown's cagers in the closing minutes of the fray carried them safely through to victory. The scoring honors were again captured by Helen Stine, who collected nine field goals and a pair of fouls for a total of 20 points. Helen Anderson accounted for the balance of her team's points by registering four times from the floor and twice from the foul line. Not all the glory in the thrilling contest was gained by the forwards. Some fine passing and guarding on the part of the guards and centers was displayed during some of the tighter and more exciting moments of the game. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/125.htm Page 125 Capt. Richards - Center Vokes - Forward Beish - Forward With joy there is sorrow, in the midst of victory, there is defeat. This fact was proved when Captain Richards led her crew into a stiff battle with DuBois. Although Clearfield fought hard for the victory of the last game of the season, DuBois out-classed us in every way, passing, jumping and cheering, a fact which finally led to a final score of 46 to 26. Although the Red and Black sisters had two defeats, the season was looked upon as a successful one. Some of our best players are leaving us this year, and we wish them as much success in life as they have had in basketball. THE FOOTBALL HEROES Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the lives of eleven young men, All bold and dear, Who carried the colors of Clearfield High, And wiped Curwensville off the map again, As in the days gone by. First was Shaffer, our Captain bold, Who made the team staunchly hold, And then Rem Woolridge so big and tough, Who handled their Captain very rough. Here comes Chelgren, who lived on a farm, The boy that did Curwensville so much harm. Here is "Red" Kester, who wears a red tie, Who smashed their line all to pie. Now Geppert at one end and "Tops-y" at the other Clipped out their men and then looked for another. There's "Our Rasty" and Sweely, the two husky halves, Who tackled their men right around the calves. (And how!) And Miller who called signals from Quarterback, Hit Curwensville's line so hard it did crack; Then came Scott, our brave center man, Who passed the ball right into your hand. And last, but not least, Our own "Shep", A full-back, behind who we all cheeringly kept. He ran so fast and hit so hard, That he gained for our team many a yard. And now let us give three rousing cheers, For the Greatest Football team in many years! Rah! Rah! Rah! Julia Eisenhauer, '30 (Thanks to R. D.) *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/126.htm Page 126 BOYS' LEAGUE BASKETBALL--1930 As a source of enjoyment during the winter season, the boys of the high school turn their thoughts to league basket-ball, an ever-growing and ever popular sport. About seventy boys headed toward the Upper Study Hall when the call was given. Officers were elected, who are: President—LEO COCHRANE Secretary-Treasurer- CLAIR DAVIS Adviser—MR. WEIDNER These three met and selected the teams and captains. They were Pirates—"Dutch" Helsel, Panthers—"Sleepy" Marsden, Indians—"Bob" Stevenson, Swedes—"Red" Johnson, Trojans—"Teddy" Miller, and Tigers—"Nuts" Katzman. The league started with a bang and ended up with a bang. There were several bangs in between. The "Elites" composed of the faculty men, seeing their chances for winning to be slim, withdrew from the league. it was just as well for them. No team could claim the lead during the season. All teams had the lead at one time, and the contest was an exciting one. The Panthers and Pirates found themselves tied for first place at the end of the season. In the play off, the Pirates won 18-11; thus they are the winning team. They are. Captain Helsel, Shull, Kesler, Roseberry, Kolbe, Butler, Naddeo, Fargo, McBride, Johnson, Robb, and Quinn. The following is the final standing of the league teams: Team Won Lost Percentage Pirates 8 2 800 Panthers 8 2 800 Indians 5 5 500 Swedes 5 5 500 Trojans 3 7 300 Tigers 2 8 200 As has already been said, the Pirates won 18-11 in the play-off. Needless to say, the season was voted a decided success. GIRLS' LEAGUE BASKET-BALL--1930 The Girls' League Basket-ball is rapidly becoming a source of enjoyment in the line of athletics. Although the girls had only three teams this year, they enjoyed the season quite as well as the boys did. The girls not only get enjoyment from the numerous games played, but also prove their ability for places on the future varsity teams. This year several league teams, besides the varsity team and varsity squad, played games with Junior High Varsity, for practice as well as pleasure. Miss Brown and Miss Bougher, the girls' coaches, both feel that basketball is not only good for the girls' physique, but also beneficial for their scholarship, in that it creates an interest in an improvement of scholastic standing. The three teams were: Spartans Captain Lillian Stine Lits Captain Betty Bannon Mohawks Captain Dorothy Cowdrick The Champions of the league season were the Spartans, who lost only one game. Those who did their bit in winning for this team were: Lillian Stine-Captain Arlene Wriglesworth Ruth Anderson Gertrude Decker Helen Knarr Jean Watson Helen Pool Dorothy Beish Dorothy Grubb *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/127.htm Page 127 1930 Junior High Varsity JUNIOR HIGH BASKET-BALL After foot ball season, in which Jr. High was very successful, they turned their attention to basket-ball. Four teams and Captains were picked. The first half was won by the Greens. The second half was won by the Greys. In play-off for Chapmionship, the Greys won 20-11. From this group of players, the Varsity was picked. The Varsity, consisting of Mallura, Wilson, Swisher, Barney, Rogers, Williams, Zimmerman, Kramer, Ralston, and Hodgen, had a very successful season, winning 6 out of 8 games. The schedule was as follows: C. Jr. H. S. 31 Curwensville 8 C. Jr. H. S. 61 Philipsburg 7 C. Jr. H. S. 6 Mahaffey Sr. High 10 C. Jr. H. S. 17 Curwensville 13 C. Jr. H. S. 18 Brockway 8 C. Jr. H. S. 18 Philipsburg 16 C. Jr. H. S. 6 Mahaffey Sr. High 9 C. Jr. H. S. 15 Brockway 12 Junior High has a fine record in basketball for the last three years. They have played 24 games, winning 20 of them. The Clearfield Senior High team this year was composed of ex-players of Junior High, with the exception of Stevenson, Williams, Shepherd, and Roseberry. Junior High is the source of good school players and Coach Boggs is to be congratulated on his excellent work. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/128.htm Page 128 1930 Junior High Varsity JUNIOR H. S. GIRLS' BASKET-BALL When the Jr. H. S. basketball roll call for girls was heard, thirty-nine girls from the Freshman class hastened to answer its summons. Frain this goodly number, the four teams, the Yellow, the Blue, the Green and the Red were chosen. From them, the most capable ten players were selected as members of Jr. H. S. Varsity Team, which is able to boast of two victories over C. H. S., one over Mahaffey, and one over Curwensville Jr. High. VARSITY TEAM A. Hall E. Pritts N. Marrara L. Edmiston L. Gaylor V. Cowdrick D. Davis L. Albert SCORES Clearfield Jr. High School 28 Clearfield Senior High School 5 Clearfield Jr. High School 31 Mahaffey High School 6 Clearfield Jr. High School 16 Curwensville Jr. High School 5 Clearfield Jr. High School 24 Clearfield Senior High School 19 Clearfield Jr. High School 5 Clearfield Senior High School 21 Clearfield Jr.-High School 18 Curwensville Jr. High School 8 Clearfield Jr. High School 4 Mahaffey High School 35 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/129.htm Page 129 Track *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/130.htm Page 130 1929 Squad TYRONE MEET Clearfield entered in the Tyrone Meet to be held at Tyrone on May 11. Much enthusiasm was manifested among the boys since this was to be their first track meet of the season. Coach Lloyd Trimmer took the following athletes over to Tyrone to compete: Morrison and Vokes, 100 yard dash; C. Williams, 220 yard dash; N. Shaffer and G. Warner, quarter mile; Kester and Ammerman, half mile; Best and Caldwell, low hurdles; Scott and Shepherd, weights; and Welch, Morrison and C. Williams, as jumpers. There were approximately 15 teams to compete with; nevertheless, this fact did not hinder Clearfield from taking a part in the meet. Shepherd took 3rd place in the shot put event and 2nd place in the discus throw, netting 5 points. Jenkins took 3rd place in the javelin throw, giving him 2 points, and Williams took 4th place in the broad jump, obtaining 1 point. This made up a total of 8 points and placed Clearfield in 6th place in team standing in the meet. Lock Haven won the meet. There was much competition in all events and it was difficult to take a place in the different events, but Clearfield brought back recognition as a contender for the leading place. This meet gave Clearfield experience, and when the next track meet came they were better prepared to compete. CLARION MEET In the Clarion Normal School Track and Field Meet on May 18, 1929, in which 21 teams were entered, Clearfield placed third with 16 points. Bill Shepherd obtained 10 of these points by breaking the shot-put record of the Clarion Meet by one foot, 634 inches, by landing first in the discus throw, with a heave of 104 feet, 5 inches, and also by running third in the relay team which placed third among 15 other teams entered in that particular event. The relay team was composed of Vokes, Duckett, Shepherd and Williams. Bill Jenkins of Clearfield was the only other individual winner for the Clearfield team. Bill also placed third in the javelin throw. DuBois, with a total of 42 points, won the meet. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/131.htm Page 131 1930 Cross Country Team CLEARFIELD MEET On Saturday, May 25, 1929, Clearfield played host to the Ninth Annual May Day Track Meet in Clearfield in which 16 teams were entered to compete for honors. DuBois High's track and field team won the interscholastic meet by amassing 41 1/2 points with State College second with 39 1/8 points. The local team placed fourth with 21 1/8 points. This was one of the most successful track meets ever held in Clearfield. William Shepherd of Clearfield turned in one of the most spectacular performances ever displayed by one athlete on the local field, thereby winning the Athletic Association watch for individual high scorer. Three records were broken: the pole vault, the broad jump, and the relay. The pole vault record was broken by Kelly of Carrolltown with a jump of 10 feet 834 inches, breaking the former record by inches. Gamble of DuBois broke the broad jump record in jumping 20 feet 2 inches, exceeding 134 inches of last year's record. The relay team of Altoona won in that event with the time of 3 minutes and 23 seconds. It can readily be seen that the meet was full of competition and afforded the fans much excitement throughout the entire meet. The officals of the meet are to he congratulated in their manner of handling the two-hundred athletes who went away satisfied when the events were over. SCORES OF TEAMS 1st DuBois 41 1/2 points 2nd State College 39 1/8 points 3rd Altoona 26 points 4th Clearfield 21 1/8 points *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/132.htm Page 132 5th Carrolltown 6 1/4 points 6th Barnesboro 5 5/8 points 7th Millheim 5 points 8th Ridgway 3 1/2 points 9th Bellefonte 3 points 9th Big Run 3 points 10th Brookville 2 1/8 points 11th Ebensburg 2 points 11th Johnsonburg 2 points 11th Miles Township 2 points 12th Reynoldsville 1 point 13th Houtzdale 1/4 point HIGH INDIVIDUAL SCORERS Shepherd, Clearfield 14 points McQuigg, State College 12 points England, State College 11 points Gamble, DuBois 10 1/2 points Showers, DuBois 8 points Moll, State College 8 points Kelly, Carroltown 5 1/8 points CROSS COUNTRY RUN, 1930 On March 24, Coach Sweely issued a call for cross-country candidates, and about fifteen responded. The runners were out next day and after a few days of light running wore off the stiffness. After about two weeks of practice had elapsed, the runners were in good condition. Four days before the cross-country run, an inter-class cross-country meet was held in which the Seniors were first; Juniors, second; and the Sophomores, third. Runners who finished in the first eight places and were taken to Reynoldsville were Penvose, Owens, Rishell, Butler, Montague, Bumgardner, Stevenson, and Lawhead. The interscholastic race was held at Reynoldsville on Saturday, April 12, 1930. The course, a difficult one, but ideal for cross-country races, was about two and one-half miles long. A runner from Big Run was the individual runner with a DuBois man second. DuBois won the eight team race with 60 points. Sandy was second, with 64 points; Big Run, third with 71 points; Sykesville, who won last year, was fourth with 78 points; Clearfield, fifth with 117 points; Punxy, sixth with 130 points; Reynoldsville, seventh with 135 points; and Brookville, eighth with 138 points. The points credited to a team are the individual places of the team added up; thus low score wins for that team. The Clearfield runners finished in the field of forty competitors as follows: Lawhead, ninth; Butler, fifteenth; Montague, twenty-fourth; Owens, thirty-fourth; Penvose thirty-fifth. The individual places added up makes a total of 117 points for our team. This was the fifth successful year for cross-country which was started by one of our former coaches, Coach Reed, five years ago. Cross-country interest is rapidly spreading among the schools as may be seen by the fact that in the first cross-country run there were but two teams in the run, while this year there were eight teams entered. The cross-country event is steadily growing in interest for the athletes of Clearfield High School, who are maintaining the responsibility of first forming it. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/book-seven.htm Book Seven - Bisonettes *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/133.htm Page 133 BISONETTES The last division of "The Bison", we have placed under the title "Bisonettes". This material is varied. It includes our jokes, exchange, and the names of our Patronesses and Patrons. Although placed last, it certainly is not least in importance. We pride ourselves upon our fine collection of jokes which add the necessary spice to any annual. Our Patronesses and Patrons are indeed among the first in importance. In closing our book we give them sincere thanks. Thus, in the final division of our book we have placed material which is far from last in importance. It is a section which completes our book and adds to its success. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/134.htm Page 134 In days of old When girls were bold Their dresses were quite short. They bobbed their hair, Went anywhere In business or in sport. Now they revert To the long skirt, Their knees are hid, alack! But oh, I fear Ere ends this year We'll want our flappers back. How are all the little pigs down on the farm?" "Fine. And how are all the pledges at your house?" "John has a glass eye." Did he tell you that?" "No, it just came out in the conversation." SUCH IS LIFE "Help! Help! Oh! will no one help? My wife is drowning in the river and I can't swim a stroke." "What is it? What's the matter, my man?" asked a fellow who happened to be passing by. "Oh hurry! Can't you see! She's gone down twice already. Hurry, save her. I'll give you a hundred dollars if you bring her back alive." "A hundred dollars?" replied the fellow, "All right." So in a few minutes he had the woman safely ashore and pantingly addressed the excited man, "Here's your wife, safe and sound just as I promised. Oh, by the way, what about the hundred dollars?" "Oh, Why-er-ah-there must be some mistake." replied the man, "You see-,er-ah-this is my mother-in-law." "Oh, shucks, just my luck," replied the poor wet fellow. "Well, how much do I owe you?" Gordan Lucas, '30. The police sergeant was getting the rookie officer started on his new duties. Pointing down the street, he said: "D'ye see that red light in the distance' Well, that's the limit of your beat. All right, get going." The rookie started out. A week later he showed up at headquarters. The sergeant demanded furiously where he had been. "You remember that red light?" asked the rookie. "Well, that was on a moving van bound for Chicago." CANNIBAL SOUP A Sophomore was cast on an African coast, Where a Cannibal monarch held sway. This Sophomore was served up on slices of toast On the morn of the following day. But revenge there was for this cruel act, And before the next night 'twas seen, By Cholera Morbus this tribe was attacked, For this Sophomore was terribly green. David Yocum, '31. Mr. Mead—"Music hath charms to soothe the beast." Sweet Young Thing—"Oh, so have I." "If the high school girl of today used the hair stuffed sofa her grandmother did, she'd wear six petticoats too." Stand—"So what did you think of the girl after she scratched your hands and face."- Up—"Oh, she made quite an impression." "Conductor, help me off the train?" "Sure." "You see, I'm stout and I have to get off the train backwards; the porter thinks I'm getting on, and he gives me a shove on again. I'm five stations past my destination now." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/135.htm Page 135 RIPLEY OUT-RIPLEYED Can you read this sentence Like likes as if as if as if were as and as likes like as if like were like as if so if as were as as if is and as if were like like then like would like as and as if as as and as if like like. THE SOLUTION The value of punctuation is shown. "Like" likes "as if" as if "as if" were "as," and "as" likes "like" as if "like" were like "as if"; so if "as" were as "as if" is, and "as if" were like "like", then "like" would like "as" and "as if" as "as" and "as if" like "like." Charles Mann, '30. Sergeant Meagher—"Stomach in, chest out! What's the matter with you, Joe?" Joe C.—"My stomach seems to be the stronger, sir." Doctor (inquiring after boy who had swallowed a half-dollar)—"How is the boy today?" Anxious Mother—"No change yet." Dot—"My ancesters came over on the Mayflower. Jim—"It's a good thing they did. The immigration laws are stricter now." Joe—"And after he told her father that he wanted to marry his daughter, what did he think of her father's action?" Jim—"Oh, he got a big kick out of it." Mr. Mead—"After I give you your six weeks' marks, you may pass out." Sam—"Believe me, my girl's plenty hot on a piano." Red P.—"Gosh, hasn't she got a sofa in her house?" The difference in effect of the stuff Rip drank and what we drink is that Rip woke up. Coach—"Did you say you kept in Training over vacation?" Shep—"Sure, I ran around a good bit." Arthur D.—"This football team is a counterfeit." Gilbert W.—"How come?" Arthur D.—"Aw, the halves are full of lead, and the quarters can't pass." Best man—"I just came from the sweetest, most refreshing wedding I ever saw." Bachelor—"How's that, old timer?—Don't keep me breathless." B. M.—The bridegroom forgot the ring and used a life saver." Don W.—"l bought our bungalow today, dear, and it's just made for three." Laura D.—"Hurray, Now I can bring mother along." Marian—"Do you shave up or down?" Charly—"Down." Marian—"It feels like down." George—"Your hair is dyed." Dot Jones—`"Tis false." George—"Yeah, it may be that, too." Dot- -"You say you flunked in French? Why, I can't understand it." Jane"Neither could I; that's why I flunked." Coach—"When did the revival of learning begin?" Student—lust before the exams." A LESSON IN ENGLISH You see a beautiful girl walking down the street, she is of course feminine. If she is singular, you are nominative. You walk across to her, changing to verbal and then become dative. If she is not objective, you become plural. You walk home together. Her mother is accusative and you become imperative. You walk in and sit down. Her little brother is an indefinite article. You talk of the future. She changes to the object, you kiss her and she becomes masculine. Her father becomes present, things are tense, and you become a past participle. Contributed by Aileen Stauffer, '30. Mr. Weidner—"Are there any questions about horse power?" Ella—"How can yoU tell the horse power of a donkey engine?" Shep—"Listen, I've got a little play up my sleeve." Rasty —"That's nothing, I've got a big run in my stocking." Joe—"Sir, my father started at the bottom of the ladder." Gert—"Financier?" Joe—"No, fireman." When Adam asked the Almighty to make him a woman out of his rib the first boner was pulled. John—"Going over to the library?" Jim—Nope, I've already got a date." Mr. Mead—"James, give me a short definition of a polygon." James—"A polygon is a dead parrot." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/136.htm Page 136 Flirtatious Miss—(To Cavalryman)—"Can it be horse-back riding gives one a headache?" "Oh, no, quite the opposite." I can never keep my eye on the ball When I golf with a girl from the lodge or the hall; For her skirts wildly flutter around in the breeze And a golf ball can't vie with a nice pair of knees. Mabel B.—"He sure looks like the missing link" Dot Wilson—"Oh, that isn't his fault. He comes by that naturally." Mabel B.—"How?" Dot Wilson—"One of his great uncles was a monk." "Why so sad?" "Mae likes me when 1 wear glasses, and Evalinc likes me without them. What shall I do?" "Wear a monocle." "Does Bill Jones live here?" "No, this is just his home. He lives in that pool room on the corner." A skirt that's tight Gives me delight. I like to see A trav'lin suit. A gown that's real Has its appeal, And fancy frocks I think are cute. 0 Agnes, yes, A party dress Will never fail To get my eye. I always stare At what girls wear, Especially when They wear 'em HIGH. A Russian was being led off to execution by a squad of Bolshevik soldiers on a rainy morning. "What brutes you Bolsheviks arc," grumbled the doomed one, "to march me through the rain like this." "How about us?" retorted one of the squad. "We have to march back in the rain." Mabel—"You used to say I was all the world to you." Sam—"l know but I've learned a lot of Geography since." Coach—"Now, Johnny, what is Boston noted for?" John M.—"Boots ansd Shoes." Coach.—"Correct, and Chicago?" John M.—"Shoots and booze." I was fascinated By her shapely, Sensuous Silk covered ankles. I am writing this In the hospital Because I stood In the middle of the street And watched her get on A street car And a moving van came along And mowed me down. I was fascinated By her shapely Sensuous Silk covered ankles. "Prisoner, if you didn't steal the $3,000 where did you get it?" "Yer Honor, I saved it by buying Listerine Tooth Paste." Don R. (studying English)—"What the devil is a metaphor?" James S.—"For cows to graze." Even his best friends wouldn't tell him, and so he flunked the exam. Bernie L. (Ritz Grill)—"Have you any mushrooms?" Charley M. (High Hat Waiter)—"Sir, I'll have you know this is a respectable place to eat." Mr. Brennan—"How many more times must I warn you about coming in late?" Dot H.—"I don't know, Sir. How many more recitations are there?" Lex K.—"Give me a cage with a perch in it." Tom R.—"You don't want a cage; you want an aquarium." "Hello! I want to talk to Sis." "Sis who?" "Says me, that's who?" "I've been window shopping." "Whadda ya mean window shopping?" "Why looking in windows." "Why nobody would be going to bed at this time of night." "Do you enjoy Browning?" "I've never been browned." Mother—"What do you mean by putting your thumb to your nose and wriggling your fingers at those little boys?" Cleve L.—"Don't you worry, Ma, they know what I mean." *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/137.htm Page 137 Mr. Olson was much opposed to the proposed bridge across the river and went to the council meeting to voice his opposition. During the discussion, Olson jumped up and shouted,—"Meestaire shairman, ve don need das har bridge; my golly, ay can yomp half across das har stream." "Mr. Olson," called the chairman, "you are out of order." "Ya, sure, an' if I wasn't, ay could yomp clear across." "Moses, is any bath warm?" "Deed, suh, the wahmast ah was ever in." Mary had a little lamp She filled it with benzine She went to light her little lamp She hasn't since benzine. Mr. Weidner—"Can you tell me in one word what you would call a place where there was no air." Gordon—"A void." Mr. Weidner—"My, but your pronounciation is terrible." "And what did you do when her husband walked in the door?" "I started to tune the piano,—and he happened to be a piano tuner." "I want some tea." "Green tea or black tea?" "Don't make no difference, the old lady is blind as a bat." Jim—"Talk about rating! Sally just let me have ten bucks." Slim- -"That's nothing;—I've got a married woman sending me through school." Jim—"Who is it?" Slim—"My Mother." VERSION No. 6547658765 They laughed when I sat down at the piano, Some fool had removed the stool. The old doctor was giving the young graduates instructions in how much to charge a patient. For night calls I charge fifteen dollars. If the call is more than three blocks away I charge twenty. For office calls I charge ten. For giving aid over the phone, I always charge thirty. If any body asks me about a patient, charge three. For putting iodine on a finger, I charge a dollar, and for—" "How much, Doctor,"interrupted a youth, "do you charge a guy for passing you on the street!" He "We're going to give the bride a shower." Him "Count me in on it; I'll bring the soap." "My roommate isn't succeeding very well with his driving lessons?" "Why, what's the matter?" "He took a turn for the worse." Tom—"Where to, Frater?" Jerry—"To the Asylum for the Dumb, Blind, and Deaf." Tom—"And for what?" Jerry—"We want a chaperon for a party." Doctor (making out birth certificate) —"This must be the twenty-ninth, isn't it?" Young Mother—"Sir." He—"I had sworn to be a bachelor." She—"She had sworn to be a bride." He--"But I guess you know the answer." (She had nature on her side) Coach—(talking about after you are out of college) "After you are out of college for four years, you have learned something." Vince J.—"You haven't been out very long have you, coach?" John—"How did you get that blue mark on your neck." Madeline—"Very pleasantly." Jennie L. -"I chews you." Bucky K. "An ice pick you." Jim—"You know you are not a bad looking sort of girl." Dot. P.—"Oh, you'd say that even if you didn't think so." Jim—"Well we're square then, you'd think so even if I didn't say so." Mr. Weidner--"If you put some yeast in a mixture of honey and water and let it stand for a week, what would be the result?" Rasty Williams—"A raid, $1,000 fine, and 90 days." She knows how to dance and sing the blues, She isn't the kind who makes debuts, She likes to have her daily smoke, She will not tell a questionable joke, She never hints for expensive books, She's got a figure, she's got good looks, She never makes a nasty crack Behind another sister's back. She has a dainty tongue in her cheek For the girls who neck, who pet, who sheik. She'll drink a gin or a glass of Hires, She has her own suppressed desires, She's quite discreet when giving kisses, But one of them is a wealth of blisses. Now all of these I like her for, But for one thing I like her more, — She thinks the best guy in the universe Is the woozy sap, who wrote this verse. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/138.htm Page 138 Mabel: "You disgust me." Sam Fullerton: "Why we never talked about you at all." Mr. Weidner—"Whats the formula for water?" Joe Caldwell—"H-I-J-K-L-M-N-0." Mr. Weidner—"Where in the name of thunder, did you get that?', Joe Caldwell—"Why the book said H20." Office Boy—"Please boss, they didn't bury my grandmother yesterday." Boss—"S'matterr?" Boy—"Wet grounds." Black--"My those hot dogs smell good." White—"Like them? I'll drive a little closer." She—"You'rc not at all muscular. Why don't you exercise with dumbbells?" He—"I do. You should have seen the one I had last night." God made the man; Woman made the bread. It takes the bread to sustain man That God made, But the bread that some women make Would not sustain any man That God ever made. Dumb -"Has the train left?" Dumber—"Yeah. I see its tracks." Caller—"Is the editor in?" Office Boy—"No." Caller—"Well, just throw this poem in the wastebasket for him, will you?" "The absent minded professor has been killed. He jumped from an airplane and didn't open his parachute because it wasn't raining." David Y. "What's stranger than a one arm man winding his wrist watch?" Bob Q. "I 'fess up. Dunno." David Y.—"A glass eye at a keyhole." Father—"Son, what does this sixty mean on your report card?" Son—"That's the temperature of the room, father." Miss Trostle—"Correct this sentence—Before any damage could be done, the fire was put out by the volunteer fire department." Tick--"The fire was put out before any damage could be done by the volunteer fire Co." Lex K.—"What's the difference between lightning and electricity?" Denzil Jones—"Twelve cents a kilowat hour." Girls and billards balls kiss each other with about the same amount of feeling. Five-year-old Prodigy—"Shay, arc you Santa Claus?" Salvation Army Worker—"No son, I grew this beard to hide my Adam's apple." He—"Did you pick your teeth?" She—"No, they came by themselves." "Poppa," asked little Isaac, "What is a guardian?" "A guardian, me boy, is someone that takes you fadder's place." "Chec vis, den I got five!" Is—"What's the difference between a big sophmore paddling a fresh and an army mule kicking a sergeant in the stomach?" Dis—"It's the intelligent look on the face of the mule." Mr. Weidner—"Name a flower," Bright student—"Pillsbury's." "Waiter, there' a fly in my soup." "Well, after all, mister, how much soup can a fly drink?" The old grad says that if sheepskins could talk, they'd probably say "BAA BAA". Dave –"Why did you quit working for Mr. Landy?" Bob Q.—"He did something I didn't like." Dave—"What was that?" Bob Q.—"He fired me." Maurice S.—"Do you know the difference between a taxi and a street car?" Jane B.—"Yes." Maurice S.—"You would." Mr. Weidner. "This gas is deadly poison; what steps would you take if it escaped?" Bright Student—"Long ones." Garage Mechanic (kissing his wife good-bye in the morning)— `Well, bye-bye, kid, I'll be home oily this evening." Miss Gougler—"Have you finished making your map?" Marg G.—"No ma'am, I can't find my compact." Mary had a little dog, The doggie had no fleas? It was a dog, and what it had Were Puppies, if you Please. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/139.htm Page 139 TO OUR PATRONS We wish to extend our heartiest thanks to all those who have given financial aid in assisting us to publish this book. Without these contributions our book would have been an impossibility, and all our efforts would have been in vain. Each year the Seniors publish an account of their activities covering the period of their four years of High School life. What this book means to each and every Senior only those who have themselves graduated can fully appreciate. Those who have experienced our feelings can appreciate in some degree the thanks we extend to our Patrons and Patronesses for their support in making this hook, our supreme high school achievement, a success. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/140.htm Page 140 OUR PATRONS The following is a list of the business firms and individuals who are interested in the welfare of our High School, and who have made it possible for us, the Class of Nineteen Hundred Thirty, to publish this year book, the "BISON", by giving the sum of two or more dollars. Although the amount given was optional with the Patron, we, in all fairness, have decided to list our Patrons according to the amounts they have contributed. It is our sincere wish that you who read this book will patronize all those who have so readily and generously assisted us to make this annual one which we will be proud to keep and cherish as a memory of our High School Days. Kurtz Bros., Inc. Kurtz Stationery Store Clearfield Trust Company Coca Cola Bottling Works Keystone Ice Cream Company A. W. Leonardson Company Progressive Publishing Company, Inc. Shull's Studio Clearfield Trust Company County National Bank Leitzinger Brothers Pennsylvania Electric Company E. E. Smith Furniture Store Associated Automobile Dealers Bloom's Drug Store Brown's Boot Shop Clearfield Brick Manufacturing Company Clearfield Hardware Company Clearfield Millwork and Lumber Company Clearfield Taxidermy Company Dufton Hardware Company Flegal, H. J. and Sons Harbison-Walker Number 1 Helmbold and Stewart Holmes Transfer and Storage Kantar's Lauderbach-Griest, Wholesale Grocers Lee, A. W., Jr. Murphy's Pig and Whistle Shop O'Brien's Jewelry Store Rubinstein, S. M. Superior Oil and Supply Company Stewart, Howard Thompson, R. W. Banta Refrigerator Works Boulton and Boulton Clearfield Amusement Company Clearfield Central Garage Clearfield and Grampian Coal Company Clearfield National Bank Dale, Fred A. Electric Supply Company Fullington, E. M. and Sons Harbison-Walker-Number 2 Hess, John E. Company Howard, C. W. Krebs Brothers Drayage Company Leavy, F. B. Moose Creek Coal Company Murphy, C. G., Company Raftsman's Journal Shuck, E. S. Hotels Susquehanna Chevrolet Company Stewart, Lever F. (M. D.) Thorn, A. Boyd and Son Browne, Lex R. (D. D. S.) Finberg's Stores Kinney Shoe Store / Wilson, Mr. and Mrs. Cecil F. Cowdrick, A. D. (M. D.) Johnston, C. G. and Sons Perry, W. A. Chase, J. Mitchell Cowdrick's Drug Store Howe's Jewelry Store McCloskey, Ira C. Clearfield Machine Company Gearhart Lumber and Supply Co. Livingston, A. W. (D. D. S.) Mirkin, A. *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/141.htm Page 141 Nevling, Reuben F. L. Rollin, Halford H. . Walker, Joseph B., Class.'18 Williams Auto Sales Robinson Brothers Snyder, J. C. Welch, Walter Workman Overall and Shirt Company Barnett, Ruth S. Howe, Lawrence L Jacobson and Etzweiler Knepp's Furniture Store Landy's Store Smith, F. Gurney Stewart, E. C. Y. M. C. A. Barratt's Jewelry Store Bell, F. Cortez Bovard, Francis C. Boyce, Wm. M. and Son Bratton, Milford Chase, B. F. Chase, J. W. Clearfield Dairy Company Clearfield Gas and Oil Company Collin's Green House Decker, Dr. Harry A. DeLuxe Diner Frantz, J. Paul (M. D.) Gardner, M. L Gilson, W. D. Gray, J. W. (D. D. S.) Guelich's Barber Shop Healy-Sands Pool Room Hunter's Drug Store John Lewis Shade Post Number 6 Kent, W. Haines Leipold, F. D. (D. D. BS.) Loyal Order of Moose Minnehan, M. J. (D. S. D.) Mauk, G. E. (M. D.) Mitchell, W. 0. National Market O'Laughlin, James P. Piper, W. Scott, M. D. Ralston, G. W. Rishel, Walter H. Seibenrock, John J. Smith, Max Silberblatt, Morris L. Speck, David W. Shaw Brothers Grocery Store Susquehanna College of Music Tobias, W. E. Walther Motor Company Welch, Frank S. Wilson, Ward 0. (M. D.) Woodward, H. E. Barry, Jack P. Tobacco Shop Bell, Singleton Bowers, A. H. Bowman, M. Thomas Buck's Pool Room Chase, J. Willard Clearfield Auto Paint Shop, (Wm. McCormick) Clearfield Diner Clearfield Wholesale and Notion Company Deacon, Mr. Dietzel, G. R. Ebblie, C. I. Frendburg, Victor C. Gearhart Ice Cream Shop Gordon, J. W. (M. D.) Grace's Beauty Parlor Hagerty, W. A. Holden, L. J. Irwin Drug Store Keeney, Harold S. (D. D. S. ) Keystone Stores Lewis, Arthur C. Lytle Brothers Marinello Beauty Shop McCloud Furniture Store Mohr, Dr. J. H. Norris, T. J. and Sons Palace Hotel Quigley, J. M. (M. D.) Rhine's Tobacco Store Rishel, Ashley M. Shugarts, Blake B. Smith, W. Wallace Snyder, H. F. Shapiro, Louis Sign and Service Company / Thorn Brothers Waite, Ira B. Warner, S. L. White Cross Barber Shop Woodland Stores Incorporated *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/142.htm Page Page 142 "Hey Kids! Sign My Book" *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/143.htm Page 143 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/144.htm Page 144 *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/145.htm Page 145 The End *************************************************** original image of page may be viewed at: http://www.usgwarchives.net/pa/clearfield/education/yearbooks/clearfield-bison/1930/146.htm Page 146 Charter Member National Scholastic Press Association (Established 1921, formerly C.I.P.A.) Printing KURTZ Bros., Clearfield Engraving ERIE ENGRAVING Co., Erie, Pa.