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THE FALL TERM of the new academic year will begin on
MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 18TH. ‘The attention of the friends and
patrons of the school and of the public is invited to the advantages and
excellent work of this school. ‘The instruction is given by teachers
especially trained in the best modern methods of teaching. The in-
dividual is, in large measure, the basis of work, and each pupil is given
such attention and instruction that he is enabled to make the most satis-

tory progress

Four courses of instruction are offerec An English, a Classical, a
Commercial or Business course and a College Preparatory course, each
four years in length. By these courses the school furnishes a liberal
practical training to those who wish to go directly into business life, and
nd scientific schools

also pi students to enter the best college:

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‘The charge for tuition is extremely low, being only fifteen dollars
per term of nineteen weeks, except to those students who come from
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charge is made.
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not pay tuition; to them the charge is only five dollars.

‘The school possesses, furthermore, excellent laboratory equipment
for work in science; is furnished with a gymnasium, which offers ample
opportunity for physical training and athletic development; maintains
through the pupils three literary societies and a school paper; and awards

eight gold medals for proficiency in the various studies.

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j... LITERARY DEPARTMENT... §

Le kasasuta anata slatasutantaataslasdaaatanteakustamadtasd

“The Crimson and the
White.”
(Air: “ Morningside.”)

[This song was awarded first prize in
the competition for the best school
song.]

is

On a hill within a city we call Albany
by name,

Stands an old and famous high school,
that is surely known to fame,

For it is our own dear Normal, and
its colors proud and bright,

We hail in ringing measures: “The
Crimson and the White.”

Cnorus.
O, the Crimson and the White, you are
ever in our sight;
While we cheer for dear old Normal,
and the Crimson and the White.

IL.

On the foot ball and the base ball field
our boys excel the rest,

And when the girls play basket ball,
they rank among the best;

So is work and play divided, while the
fleeting moments bright,

Eyer shorten our glad school days
‘neath the Crimson and the White.

Cuorus.
O, the Crimson and the White, you are
ever in our sight,
And we give three cheers for Normal,
and the Crimson and the White.
—E.L. D., ’06,

It is generally the girl with a fine
carriage who is most willing to
walk,— Ex.

A Tale of an Approach-
ing Crisis.
I.

A little way back from a Rus-
sian highway leading to St. Peters-
burg, situated among a group of
evergreens, was a peasant’s hum-
ble home. It was a well built
structure, and much better than
the average peasant’s house,
though quite low, being only one
story high. Very little more could
be told of its appearance, for it
was half buried in the snow. The
only living thing in sight was an
aged man, tall, and muscular. His
face, which had a stern expression,
was partly concealed by a long,
gray beard. His complexion was
ruddy from constant exposure, and
deep wrinkles covered his face. His
eyebrows were thick and dark, and
his piercing eyes glittered with a
peculiar light. Attired in a long,
heavy overcoat and a fur cap, he
plodded through the snow until he
came to the house. Opening the
door, he entered. A young lady
was seated by a window, sewing,
and, as he entered, she jumped up
and ran to him, with a cry, “Oh,
father, what success did you
have?” The old man turned to
her and shook his head. “None,”
he replied; “ absolutely none; the
Czar refused to notice our appeal.”

The girl sat down with a look of

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despair, and the old man looked at
her intently. She was a girl of
twenty; tall and stately in figure;
her expressive eyes were dark,
shaded by long, black lashes. The
nose well chiseled; the lips a per-
fect Cupid’s bow; her hair hung in
golden waves over her shoulders.
“That means a_ revolt; more
bloodshed and strife. Oh, I wish
I were out of this miserable place.
What will they do?” she asked.

“There is but one thing to do,”
the father replied, “revolt. Can
we stand this oppression any
longer? Here we are, a people
held under the heel of a few, rep-
resented by one man, ‘The Little
Father.’ The very name’s an in-
sult to us; are we not worthy, and
as able to assist in government?
Some say, ‘No, we are ignorant
and worthless.’ If we are so, who
is to be blamed; who but ‘ The Lit-
tle Father?’ Let him give our
children schools, and in them teach
subjects that are a benefit to them.
Let him give us liberty; we are
now living in an age in which op-
pression, in other nations, has
been overthrown, and those na-
tions are the strongest, and are
constantly rising. That’s what
we'll have. We'll go again to the
palace and appeal, and, if we are
refused, something terrible will
happen.”

The old man shook with excite-
ment as he stood glaring at the
fire. The girl knew what he said
was true and said nothing.»

Finally the old peasant got up.
“T am tired,” said he; “I need
rest, for I have been awake all
night,” and he went into another
room to sleep.

The girl was continuing with

her sewing, when there came a
knock at the door. She opened it
and saw without a tall man,
dressed in a long, heavy coat and a
fur hat, pulled partially down over
his face. As he stepped to the door,
the girl uttered a joyful cry,
“Naham, how came you here?”
she asked. “Well, Nerva,” said
he, “let me in, and I will tell you
all,” and he came into the room.
He threw off his overcoat and hat
and stod there in the uniform of
a Russian soldier. “You see,” he
began, “for a wonder I have a
short leave of absence, and I made
good use of it by coming to see
you; did I not?” ‘ Yes,” she re-
plied; “but if you were found in
the house of a revolutionist?”
“Oh, never mind,” he laughed,
twisting his mustache, “no one
will find out. Oh, if I could but
get out of the clutches of this
cursed government.” “But can’t
you?” the girl entreated; “can’t
you run away?” “Run away!” he
laughed; “ no, little one, you don’t
know what that means. Although
my heart is with your party, I
couldn’t run away and be called a
coward. Under these circum-
stances, I believe I would be justi-
fied by all but the government, in
running away, but, if caught, my
life would not be worth that,”
snapping his fingers. “ Some day,”
he continued, “if I can serve my
people a good turn, I will do so.
T will turn against the government
if I have the chance; can you blame
me for such thoughts? I, who was
forced to join the army of this
tyrannical government? I shall be
free from their hold some day,
Nerva, and then—” The girl, in
reply, threw herself into his arms.

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Thus, we will leave them and turn
our attention elsewhere.

18h

It was Sunday, and, in the crisp,
cold weather, the famous Nevsky
Prospect of St. Petersburg was a
sight worth seeing. Sleighs were
being drawn here and there, and
many pedestrians were about.
Some were wandering idly from
place to place, and others were on
their way from church. Among
these people were an exceptionally
great number of strikers, probably
due to the fact that, being idle,
they were passing away their time
by walking through the streets.
In the distance could be seen the
winter palace of the Czar, around
which were an unusually great
number of soldiers, on guard.
Everything was apparently in
good order.

Suddenly there appeared down
the street a large body of work-
men, who came marching in ir-
regular order, As they drew
nearer, there could be heard the
ery, “The Czar! the Czar! Let the
‘Little Father’ hear our appeal!”
The guards about the palace drew
up in a great line before the palace
square and stood ready for action,
but still the people continued to
advance. Suddenly there was a
volley from the soldiers. None fell,
for they had fired blank cartridges.
This did not drive the people back;
some continued to advance; others
fell upon their knees, begging the
Czar to hear them. They were
answered by another volley; this
time people fell in lines and heaps,
mangled with bullets; another
volley followed, and hundreds
more were slain. The formerly

white street was now red and slip-
pery with blood; men lay about,
slain or wounded, and women and
children were among the fallen.
Those unhurt fled with cries of ter-
ror and vengeance, some carrying
their wounded with them. Their
appeal to the Czar had been fruit-
less, and many lives had been lost
in the attempt.

Soon the streets were filled with
people, claiming the dead and
helping the wounded.  Sleighs
were brought, in which to carry
them away. Cries, curses, and
groans of agony could be heard
on all sides. The soldiers stood
watching; ready for action, at the
given word, but the word was not
given, and the people continued to
search among the wounded.

Our attention was drawn to a
young woman, heavily veiled.
Apart from the crowd, near her,
was a man so dressed that one
could not easily recognize him.
He stooped, turned over a
body, and started back; it was the
body of an old peasant. The girl
saw him start and looked at the
body. She uttered a cry, and fell
down beside it. ‘“ Father, father,”
she cried; “oh, why did you come
here?” The man placed his hand
on her shoulder. “Get up,
Nerva,” said he, “this will do no
good.” She turned and looked at
him, “Naham!” she cried; “and
you were with those murderers?”
“No,” he replied, “my heart was
here, and I could not stay there;
they will not miss me now. But
not so loud; I must soon go back;
come, we'll take your father’s body
home, and then I must return.”
So he found a sleigh, hired the
driver to do what he wished, and

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soon he and the weeping girl were
on their way to a saddened home.

Ill.

In the suburbs of St. Peters-
burg was situated a mill, closed
on account of the strike.

The night of the St. Petersburg
riot groups of men came quietly
along and entered this mill. In
it,a meeting was soon called to or-
der by a workingman, and, from
the different speeches which fol-
lowed, it was plain to see that it
was a secret meeting of reyolu-
tionists. “Let us arm ourselves,”
they said, “cppose the govern-
ment, and avenge the wrongs
done us to-day. But are we strong
enough to cope with the soldiers?
How can we do it?” Then there
arose a man. “We must be
avenged,” said he. “We must kill
the Czar. Iam a soldier, but I am
with you, as are half the soldiers,”
and he threw open his coat, and
displayed the uniform of the im-
perial guards. It was Naham. A
wild cheer arose at this, but some-
one began to cry, “A spy! a spy!”
As he raised his hand, there was
silence. “I am no spy,” he con-
tinued. “Iam here for your good.
I belong to your band,” and he
made a sign. “I am forced to be
a soldier, and I intend to avenge
the wrongs this government has
done me. I want to avenge the
death of one who was killed to-day.
You all want revenge. I place my-
self in your hands. I am your spy;
what do you want me to do?”
After this speech there was a great
stir in the place. Men shouted;
some wanted to kill the Czar with
a bomb; others wanted to kill his
ministers. Finally they decided

that the Czar was to be warned; if
he still refused to listen to their
appeal, they would assassinate
him. Naham was to leave the
Czar the warning messages. Then
the secret band dispersed.

Iv.

Home life in the imperial house-
hold was by no means peaceful.
The Czar was in fear of his life.
He would see no one but his most
trusted ministers and servants.
The close confinement began to
tell upon the imperial family, the
more restless nature of the chil-
dren especially. They must have
exercise and out-door air, the doc-
tor ordered. So the Czar gave his

children into the charge of
their nurse and two of his
trusted guards, so that they
might wander about in the

courtyard. Soon the children were
running and playing in the open
air, the court being surrounded
by high stone walls, and, under
the eyes of the two guards and
their nurse, they were perfectly
safe. Finally the guards passed
close to one another. One made
a sign; the other started. “ You
belong to the band!” he said.
“Hush!” was the reply; “now is
your chance with the message; the
nurse maid.” Naham (for it was
he) looked at the maid, and finally
approached her, “This is a fine
day, madam,” he said, “but are
you not afraid out here?”
“Afraid!” she laughed. “ What
have I to fear; they should be
afraid, and their renowned and all-
powerful father.” “You do not
seem to think much © of
our strength,” Naham replied.
“Strength,” said she, with another

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laugh, “some day your strength
will burst like a bubble.” “Be
careful,” said he, “you might be
imprisoned for those words, but
never mind; would you warn the
Czar of danger if you had the
chance?” “Warn him? “No —er
yes, I would; have you a warning
for him?” “Perhaps a_ threat
would be more to your notion,” he
replied, but she remained silent.
“T have a letter,” he continued,
“which I would liked placed where
the Czar might see it. Do you think
you could manage it? You will be
well paid for your trouble.” She
hesitated. ‘‘ How do I know this
is not a trick to trap me?” she
said. “TI assure you it is not. Can
you take my word for it? I'll
swear, if you wish it, that I'll not
betray you,” he replied. “Well,
I believe you,’ she answered.
“Remember,” he continued. “It
would be a serious matter if you
were caught, but, as I said’ before,
you will be well paid for the risk.
Do you want to chance it?”
“Yes,” said she, aroused with the
spirit of adventure, “where is the
letter?” “Here,” said he, quickly
thrusting one into her hand,
“take it, and report progress to
me later,” and he was immediately
marching back and forth as before.
Soon the children and the nurse
went into the palace.

The next morning, when the
Czar entered his library, he discov-
ered a curious note on his desk.
He picked it up and read: “ You
do not heed our appeals. Beware.”
(Signed by) “The Common Peo-
ple.” The Czar was ‘astounded
and broke in a rage. He said,
“How came this here; are not my
guards enough to keep these

threatening letters out of my pres-
ence?” Several days later another
note was found by him. It bore
about the same words. He called
for the chief of police and placed
the matter in his hands. But still
he received the letters at different
intervals. If the chief of police
watched, no letter would arrive;
if he did not, the letters were found
on the table the next morning.
The Czar became crazed. If letters
could be left under the most care-
ful watch, his life surely was in
danger. The chief of police must
do something, and he told hint so.
The chief finally thought out a
plan. The Czar would order an
ancient set of full armor to be
placed in his library near the table.
That was the first step. Such
things were a “hobby” with the
Czar, and people would think
nothing. The armor was placed
as the Czar ordered, while he con-
tinued to receive the letters. One
night the chief of police got inside
the armor. It completely covered
and concealed him; thus he
watched. The first night his ef-
forts were fruitless, but he was not
ciscouraged. He tried it again.
Toward midnight, when all was
quiet, he heard the door softly
open; the light of a candle
gleamed in the room, and he saw
a woman enter, dressed in her
night clothes, with her hair hang-
ing down her back. In one hand
she held a candle, in the other a
letter. He watched; she crept
softly to the table and carefully
laid the letter where it would be
plainly seen the next morning.
She laughed softly to herself and
started to retreat. The man in the
armor reached out his hand and

64 ‘tHE CRIMSON AND WHITE

grasped her by the hair.
“Madam,” he said, “I have

caught you at last.” She uttered

a piercing shriek and swooned.
The household was immediately
awakened; guards and servants
rushed here and there. Finally,
the Czar appeared. He was as-
tounded at learning who the cap-
tive was. “How came you to do
it?” he asked. “Because I hate
your government,” she replied,
“and believe the people are right.”
“But who are you in league with;
who is helping you?” asked the
chief of police, sternly. “No one,”
she replied, with defiance. “TI
know you lie,” he said; “there
would be no object in your doing
that alone.” “Tell him,” said the
Czar, “or, by heavens, at sunrise,
I will order you executed as the
spy you are.” She winced at this,
and, finally, seeing no mercy in the
faces around her, replied, “I was
helping one of your guards,” “A
guard! Who?” he exclaimed.
“Ah, this is the way I can trust
my people.” “TI do not know his
name,” the girl replied. “Let all
the guards be brought before me
at sunrise,”- ordered the Czar.
“Then you can have the chance to
pick him out.”

At sunrise all the guards were
made to appear, one by one, be-
fore the Czar and the girl prisoner,
only to go outasthey came, “TItis
not he,” she would reply, as each
appeared. At last they ceased to
come. “All have been here,” the
Czar was told. “He has not been
here,” the girl said. “Are any
missing?” the Czar asked. Finally
he received the reply, “Yes; one
named Naham Patrisky.” “Spare
no effort in finding him,” was or-
dered, and the search began.

Vv.

In the meantime, where was
Naham? While sleeping that night
in his quarters, he was aroused by
the soldier that had done guard
duty with him in the court.
“Hush! You must get up and fly,”
he said; “you are discovered, and
to-morrow at sunrise we are all to
appear before the Czar to be iden-
tified by the nurse, who has been
caught, and the one she picks out
will meet unknown horrors.” He
then told how the girl had been
caught, and how he had received
the news by a house guard. After
urging him to hurry, he went out
on duty again.

Naham arose, put on his accus-
tomed long coat and slouch hat,
and crept out into the midnight
air. He passed the sentry and
started towards the home of his
sweetheart. He arrived there be-
fore dawn, and knocked at the
door. She let him in. “Oh,
Naham,” she cried, “what has
happened?” “Our plot against
the Czar has failed,” said he. “ At
daylight they will be on my track.
I must flee, and I have come to
bid you good-by.” “Good-by!”
she exclaimed. “You are not go-
ing away and leave me here
alone!” “I must; what else can
I do?” said he. “ When this riot
quiets down I will return to you.”
“That ‘will not do,” said she;
“there is a better way; I will go
with you.” “But—,” he began.
“There are no ‘buts’ about it; I
will go, and that settles it: Come,
change that uniform to a suit of
my father’s, shave off that mus-
tache, and put on this red wig. It
is one my father sometimes wore
in doing secret duties. Come now,

BOARD OF EDITORS OF “THE CRIMSON AND WHITE,” 1904-5.

ne, J.W. Cox, Jr, O'Connell, G. V. Sweet,
ey Ruth Podmore, Winifred Goldring, Mabel Wood,
Edith Jones, Ruth Boyee.

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hurry. There is no time to lose.”
Soon the change was made, and
the two started for St. Peters-
burg, which, in time, they
reached. There they purchased a
ticket and boarded a train for
Germany. The sharp eyed guards
never dreamed that the red-
headed, smooth-faced peasant
with the handsome girl, was
Naham Petrisky, of the Imperial
Guards, the man they were looking
for.

The rest is quickly told. The
couple reached Germany without
mishap. There they were made
man and wife, and there they live
now, waiting for the ending of the
strife in their unhappy country.

—H. H. D., ’o5.

A Discovery.

A gem has been discovered;
’Tis of intrinsic worth;
Its fame and splendor is destined to
reach
The uttermost parts of the earth,

This gem, so pure and spotless,
Is filled with lore discreet;

Through every ray its beauty shines —
For a monarch’s crown ’tis meet.

The sage with his wisdom, is welcome,
The hero, with laurels true;

Its beauty and grandeur all may share,
*Twill sparkle for me, and for you,

‘The muse may bring her powers,
And of her glories sing;

The great may bring their honors,
The wise, their offering.

’Tis thus, the promptings of my pen
From this pure fountain flows;

Its mystic rays inspire my thoughts
In pure, artistic pose.

“Where can this gem be found?” you
ask;
Would you revel within its light;
Then call at the dear old Normal, and
Ask for “ THz Crimson AND Wuite.”
—L. FE. M,, ’os.

The History of the Class
of 1905.

It was somewhere near the
“Tdes of September ” in 1901, that
we first took our place among the
greater and lesser intellectual
stars of this local cluster. On that
memorable morning we filed into
the High School chapel, from
regions below, gazed with stupid-
ity at the mass of faces before us,
and humbly took our places upon
the bench on the further side of the
room. More fear arose than won-
der at the laugh that went round
from the numerous students in the
chapel, when they saw the boys
following, and taking seats with
the girls. After a little excitement,
the entanglement was adjusted by
the principal. All that day, and
for several days following, the be-
wildered freshmen spent more
time in finding the right class-
rooms than in the performance of
their educational duties, | but,
finally, we began to feel at home
in the Normal High School.

We were pleased to welcome a
fifth boy, whom we are now proud
to call the president of our class.

Two modest, unassuming young
girls, short of stature, now ap-
peared upon the scene, and since
they were inseparable, we: christ-
ened them the “Heavenly Twins.”

One morning, before the bell
rang, one of our rosy-cheeked
twins bent over the railing and ex-
claimed to a number of boys be-
low: “My narhe’s Hattie Smith,
and her's is Josephine Cashin.
What's yours?”

As the year wore on, we found
our numbers gradually increasing.
We had little experience with the
sophomores, other than having the

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pleasure of watching them eat our
lunch or take possession of boxes
of fudge which we had taken so
uch time to prepare.
[Cesaminaions came, with their
sual before and after effects.)
When June came, we went home,
assured that the freshmen class
was not the 7) of all the classes

in the school
With cheerfuf hearts and smiling
countenances once again we
greeted our fellow-classmates as
we assembled on that bright Sep-
tember morn in 1902 to enter upon
our second year of high school
work,
One year of High School life was o’er,
One year of toil and trial past,

When we into this class did come,
As full-fledged Sophomores at last,

We found a great difference ‘be-
tween sophomore and freshmen
years. The work was different, and
then last, but not least, we had a
whole freshmen class to educate
and admonish. Our duty to direct
the children in the path they should
go, at once became apparent. We
believed in the old adage that
“Humble you must be, if to
heaven you would go;” and enter-
taining as we did, a responsibility
for their training, we took great
care that humility should be, in-
stilled in their child-like minds.}

Laura Meigs and Louise Wood
became renowned fudge makers
that year, and each day would bring
a supply to share at recess with
their favorite teacliers. Of course,
the boys had to have some, too,
but Tracy Kingman always man-
aged to appear on the scene when
Laura’s turn came to bring the
fudge. Now, whether it was the
girl or the fudge that attracted

him most, took but a short time
to decide.

Jennie Veeder was extremely
fond of zoology, as taught in room
208, but the only part she can re-
member at present is the circulat-
ory system of the spider. So, if
Miss Goldring wishes to be tutored
on that subject, Miss Veeder
would be more than delighted to
assist her, ,

Bessie Lindsay, the baby of our
class, always worried more than
any of the other girls, especially
when examination time came.
One day after the report cards had
been distributed, and many were
rejoicing over the results, Bessie
was found in the rear end of the
chapel, gazing intently at her card.
“What is the matter, Bessie?”
asked one of the girls; “were the
results good?” “Yes,” said Bes-
sie, mournfully, “but I got excel-
lent once.” i

During the year the majority of
our class had joined the various
societies. The Zeta Sigma Society
had just been organized, and many
took advantage of joining it. Iam
pleased to state that in the Quin-
tillian and Zeta Sigma the matter
of hazing was confined wholly to
a few lessons in dancing and sing-
ing, with instructions how to bear
one’s self in the presence of upper
classmen. Of course, a little water
was applied now and then, but it
is always needful to young sprouts.

In the Adelphoi, from appear-
ances during the past year, such
has not been the case, especially
the day our worthy president was
initiated. Ah! Lest we forget!
Lest we forget!

Well, most -.of our number
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luncheons, and, in fact, became so
thoroughly imbued with the spirit
of the times, that we have several
eases, since then, of sherbert dys-
pepsia and daggers at the heart.

Sophie Thornton’s humiliating
experience with fly-paper has de-
terred her from offering her ser-
vices in the initiating ceremonies
in the Quintillians.

But not until our sophomore
year did we realize what hard
work meant. How diligently did
we strive in geometry to remem-
ber the axiom, “Things equal to
the same thing are equal to each
other.”

There were botanical trips, of
course, educational in a way, but
some of the party seemed to be
more interested in other things
than the specimens sought for, and
a photograph taken by our pro-
phet is the only memento we have
of the trip to Forbes’ Manor
grounds.

Just before the close of the year
a foot ball team was organized,
but all that I can relate concern-
ing it is contained in our song:
“We have won athletic victories,

On the foot ball field we fight;

Still we work for dear old Normal,
And the Crimson and the White.”

School closed, the summer va-
cation passed, and we gathered
again, not as the gentle, innocent

lambs, but wild and wholly
juniors.
Miss Horne, whose pleasant

duty it was to inject knowledge
into our already teeming brains,
was added to the faculty.

This was leap year, and Georgie
Adams gave an order for her cards
to Mr. Sweet. A’ few days later
she ran up to him with this start-

ling announcement: “Mr. Sweet,
I want to change my name.” Yes,
we all think that Miss Adams is a
very Sweet girl, and Guy; well, he
thinks so, too. <A few of those
dreadful Adelphoi boys, passing
one of the grammar class rooms,
and hearing voices from within,
peeked through the transom to in-
vestigate. To their great surprise,
they found Georgie and Guy
studying their French together.

“ Ah, there are meters of accent,

There are meters of tone,

But the best of all meters
Is meter alone.”

We have noticed that Mr. Sweet
has made frequent excursions to
Sixteenth street, Watervliet. Ask
Ruth Podmore why. Be careful,
little boy, papa wears a number
fifteen shoe.

The most interesting part of
physics was considered by the ma-
jority of us to be the study of elec-
tricity. Anna Brown enjoyed this
part of the study immensely, es-
pecially when Herbert De Forest
was required to hold her hand
throughout an experiment.

When to a question asked her,
A pupil will reply,
She always starts to answer

With a customary “ why?”
— Helen Malone.

During a Cicero examination
Helen Carroll seemed extremely
nervous. First she one
side of the seat and then on an-
other, The teacher who was con-
ducting the examination went up
to her and asked if any question
troubled her. Helen looked up,
with a forlorn stare, and exclaimed,
“No, ma’am, it’s the answers that
bother me.”

During the last ten weeks of our

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junior year our senior class was
formed, when the class officers
were elected, and the class pin,
flower and motto selected. But
that which has made us most
widely known is the model way in
which our class meetings have
been conducted. No wire-pulling,
no political combines, break the
harmony which exists among us.
As a result, Cox’s Rules of Order
will soon be on sale at the leading
book stores. We advise every
junior to avail himself of a copy.
Emulate us, under classmen, but
never hope to excel us.

Ruth Podmore was chosen to
respond to the presentation of the
Class of 1904, which she did in a
delightful manner.

Our junior year was full of all
manners of good times, with now
and then a touch of something
deeper and more lasting. This was
perhaps our happiest year, and it
passed the most swiftly.

Almost before we knew it we
were back in the old places as
seniors,

When we were freshmen it was
confidently predicted to us, and
not without reason, that we would
not be able, when the time came,
to assume the shining garment of
senior dignity. It was a round-
about way of admitting that we,
as a class, had a very great deal
of life and spirit; such an abund-
ance of it, in fact, that the sedate
upper classmen of that time
doubted the possibility of there
ever any good coming out of us.
But we have duly settled down and
taken on our senior dignity in ex-
act proportion to the intensity of
our freshmen zeal for racket and
mischief.

We were surprised on returning
in September to find that our for-
mer principal, Dr. Jones, had re-
signed to accept a position in the
College, and his place was filled
by Prof. Wm. B. Aspinwall, who
has won the admiration and love
of the Class. of 1905, and that con-
tinued success will crown his ef-
forts in the years to come is) our
constant wish. We have missed
from the faculty our former
teacher, Miss Horne, but her place
has been most ably filled by Miss
McCutcheon,

An innovation in the school was
the offering of prizes for excellence
in French, German, mathematics
and public speaking.

Alta Gallup did excellent work
in Latin throughout the four years,
but :

“ Put not your trust in the horse, Miss
Gallup,

For things would become pretty hot
If your keen-eyed professor discovered

That you were speeding along with

a trot.”

In October we were notified
that the rhetoricals by the seniors
would begin the following week.
Georgie Adams had the pleasure
first, and the others followed in
alphabetical order,

Ethel Wheeler declared that it
was utterly impossible for her to
recite, while Sophie Thornton
said she would haye to get a note
from the doctor, excusing her, as
she was too nervous.

Miss Rockefeller would not ad-
vise a senior to wear new shoes
when they are going to recite, for
they might possibly fall off the
platform. Nevertheless we all did
what was required of us, and did
it well,

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A school paper, THe Crimson
AND WHITE, was established, with
Ruth Podmore as Editor-in-Chief.

The board meetings were made
extremely pleasant by the em-
braces, etc., which our valedict-
orian received from a valiant
sophomore, a base ball warrior
bold.

Miss McHenry always taught
her class in literature never to
swallow everything they heard
whole, but Anna Brown doesn’t
believe in that, since a pill can be
swallowed whole, and she has had
experience.

Elizabeth Gorman was deeply
in love with a tall, manly junior,
and a minister‘s son, at that, while
Florence Jennings always wore
blue, because the secretary of
our class considered it so becom-
ing.

The art of “butting in” is
taught in all colleges, but this class
has learned it in the High School,
and the honors are awarded to
Miss Louise Wood.

A member of our class, who
prides himself upon his language,
came upon a youngster a few days
ago angling for gredgeons. He
addressed him thus: Adolescence,
art thou not endeavoring to en-
tice the finny tribe to engulf into
their denticulated mouths a barbed
hook, upon whose point is affixed
a dainty allurement?”

“Naw,” said the boy,
a-fishin’.”

Among the thinkers of our class
are Charles Oswald, who comes
into our mind when Miss Carroll
selects the “Tin Soldier” to be
sung in chapel; Lorena French,
our salutatorian; Edith Morton,

“Pm

Elizabeth Wheeler. Jessie Diehl,
Laura Zeigler, Emma Krenrich
and, of course, Winifred Goldring.

Miss Connell’s hearty laugh is
occasionally heard in the class
room, while Miriam Schneider is
continually rolling her eyes about,
looking for mischief,

We all know that Laura Meigs
is looking for a man, but when it
comes to looking for one in the
Paleozoic age, it is getting far be-
yond us.

Mr. Bazzoni, in English His-
tory—‘“I believe the lesson ex-
tended to page 200, did it not,
Miss Glaser?”

Miss Glaser, who dislikes long
History lessons —“ No, sir, to the
bottom of page 199.”

During the absence of Miss
Horth, the various students taught
the class in physical geography,
but much credit is due Beth Car-
roll for the excellent manner in
which she governed the boys.

Throughout our course we all
found some problems which were
hard to understand, but those
which troubled Frances Keegan
most were in advanced algebra.

After Miss Hall had spent
nearly half the period explaining
the difficult part, Frances would
sigh and exclaim that it was still
“as clear as mud.”

So far the story of the life of
1905 has been marked by glorious
victories, intermingled with a few
graceful defeats, just sufficient in
number to give an air of proba-
bility to the encounting of its
career.

Not until the end of the third
term did we realize the strength ot
that quotation:

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“Be still, sad heart, and cease re-
pining —

Behind the clouds the sun’s still
shining;

Thy fate is the common fate of all;

Into each life some rain must fall,

Some days must be dark and dreary.”

At this period in our career as a
class, the most prominent and
promising young man was James
Cox, Jr. It was due to his efforts
that we were successful in so
many of the base ball games.

During the study of Milton's
Lycidas, Miss Getman thoroughly
explained that the poem was writ-
ten in honor of Edward King, a
classmate of Milton’s. Shortly
afterward she asked Miss Cashin
in whose honor the poem was
written. José thought for a
moment, and then exclaimed:
“Why, King Edward, wasn’t it?”

As the time for awarding the
prizes drew near, the greatest in-
terest seemed to center about the
contest for public speaking. The
fifth of May, the day of the first
contest dawned, and nineteen
youths and maidens, with inward
fear and trembling and outward
calm and dignity, ascended the
rostrum and made the college hall
re-echo with their bursts of ora-
tory. Six of these contestants
were chosen to appear at the final
contest on the evening of May
twenty-sixth.

The night was dark and stormy,
but later the stars came out, and
then it was Sweet! Sweet! Sweet!
All Sweet! It was (Pruyn) prime
sweet.

The good times of High School
days for us are drawing to a close.
For the first time in four years the
Class of 1905 must say a last fare-

School, to our teachers, to one
another, and to those deeds of
fun and glory which have bound
us together. Only recollections
will remain, standing forth more
vividly with each advancing year,
“until the sands of life are run!”

We may look back upon the
past with the feeling that many of
our recitations were not what they
might have been, but we feel that
we have mastered some of life’s
lessons, and we are glad that our
history is a brilliant record of
Veni, Vidi, Vici.

—Mary Josephine Mattimore.

1905.
Class Prophecy — Normal
High School.

Discovered —A Magician.

It was a bright summer's day
not long ago, when I was inter-
rupted at my mystic work by a
person who claimed himself to be
a member of the class of 1905 of
the State Normal High School.
He gave me a paper, on which was
written the names of the members
of his class. “Sir,” said he, “these
people are about to take an im-
portant step in life. They cannot
wait to see what is in store for
them. They want you to foretell
their destiny before they start out
in life.” And after telling me the
necessary details, he departed.

I studied the heavens, and made
numerous charms, until I was sat-
isfied as to those people’s future.
To-day I was summoned to appear
and give a public report before the
class, and here I am.

The first scene that arises before
me is a barren field. White tents

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ground, and a sentry is pacing to
and fro along the boundary line.
The men wear the uniform of the
United States soldiers. Aha! what
does this mean? A spirit tells me
that these soldiers are part of the
United States Regulars, once the
Tenth Battalion of New York
State. Over on a hill are some of
the regulars, shooting at a target.
“They spend much of their time at
this work,” the spirit says, “as they
have nothing else to do, That tall
fellow has been trying to hit the
bull’s-eye for a good while. He is
known as Charles Oswald, the
president of the Class of 'o5, N. H.
S.” Now I can see myself in the
interior of a large building. Rows
of seats and desks are in almost
every room. At these desks in the
main. room are seated numerous
girls, working diligently under the
eye of the preceptress. She is
a tall, slim woman, bearing
the letters A. M., Ph. D., LL. D.,
etc. She is amusing herself by
walking to and fro, carefully study-
ing and making corrections in the
Encyclopedia Brittanica which she
carries. “Now, girls, work hard
and do as I say, and I will make
yaledictorians of you all,” said she.
“T will now go to the office and
work upon my text-book upon
Psychology.” As she departs, the
spirit turns to me and says, “ That
woman used to be known as Miss
Winifred Goldring.”

Another name brings before me
the picture of a tall, light-haired
woman, weighing, I should judge,
about a hundred and seventy-five
pounds. Before her is a throng of
bejeweled women and renowned
men, and all about is a glitter.
of electric lights. See! before her

is a grand piano. She is playing
softly, now louder, and the music
swells, then dies away. She has
stopped; the lights grow dim; a
soft blue light is thrown upon
her from the wings; the audience
suddenly breaks from the mystic
spell. It goes mad with enthusi-
asm; it applauds, and cries: “One
more selection by the great Amer-
ican musician,”— Beth Carroll.

The vision passes, and I find my-
self in a great solemn body of men
and women. It is a court room,
where a celebrated case is being
tried. An unusually great number
of spectators are present, and I
soon see why. They are there to
see and hear the noted counsel
for the prisoner. Now a woman
arises. She begins to speak; her
words are forcible and eloquent.
Why, she is the prisoner’s coun-
sel. “She,” the spirit says, “ has
}made a great name for herself.
|She was once only an unknown
lawyer, now she is great. Her
name is French; Miss Lorena
French, salutatorian of the Class
of ‘os, N. H, S,”

My visions drift rapidly. Now
I find myself in an office where
there is much hustle, bustle, and
confusion. In an office, by herself,
sits a dark-haired woman, busily
writing as fast as possible. She
gives orders to those who come in
to see her, Evidently she is man-
ager. “This,” the spirit says, “is
the office of the ‘Woman's Fire-
side World,’ which is edited by a
woman, She obtained her first ex-
perience on the staff of ‘Tur
Crimson AND Waite.’ She was
then known as Miss Ruth
Podmore.”

Now the scene is changed to a

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book store. Crowds of people are
pushing and hauling, from the gut-
ter to the door; all are trying to
get in at the same time. The pro-
prietor is evidently pleased, and a
right, good reason he has, too; for
these people are all after the most
popular novel of the day, entitled
“The Clover Blossom; or, the
Mystery of a City Meadow,” writ-
ten by Miss Jennie Veeder.

The scene gradually passes. It
dissolves into a more peaceful one.
Church bells are ringing, and the
deep peal of a pipe organ I hear
close by. Yes, we are in a church;
people of all ages are seated in the
different pews. The choir is sing-
ing. The voices are rich and har-
monious. “This choir,” the spirit
says, “is the best in the city. The
singers are talented and draw
large salaries. That alto soloist
is known as Laura Zeigler, and
those two leading sopranos are
Ethel and Elizabeth Wheeler.”
Now the music dies away, and the
minister arises in his pulpit. He
is a large, light-haired fellow, and
upon speaking, the congregation
listens intently. His sermon is elo-
quent and inspiring, and he shows
many the error of their ways.
“Who is this reverend gentle-
man?” I ask the spirit. ‘‘ Oh, he is
known as James W. Cox, D. D.,”
is the reply.

Quickly this time the scene
vanishes, and I see before me a
large crowd of people rushing for
seats in a great auditorium, The
seats are soon filled and all stand-
ing-room is before long taken.
Why are they here? Upon glanc-
ing at a program we see it an-
nounces, “For one performance
only, Madam Jones, the great

American actress.” The curtain
arises; the great actress appears as
Lady Macbeth. She holds the au~
dience spell-bound by her art and
beauty. “She acts divinely,” they
say, and, at the end, they applaud
her again and again, until she is
forced to come before the curtain
and give a few words of thanks for
their appreciation. “She has dyed

her hair for the part,” the spirit’

says; “ you know her hair is not
naturally black. She used to be
known as Miss Mary Mattimore.”

But who is this I see taking the
part of Lady Macduff? She is
rather a small actress, but displays
great talent. From the name on
the program I take it that she
must be some Spanish actress.
“José” Cashin? “No,” the spirit
says; “she is ‘sometimes called
José, but her real name is Joseph-
ine Cashin.”

A quieter scene now presents
itself. I see the interior of a happy
home. A large, stout woman. is
sitting beside a chafing dish, try-
ing to make fudge, and read a
novel at the same time. Around
her are romping a couple of chil-
dren. “ Mamma,” says one, “ give
me some more candy.” “ Me, too,”
says the other, and she gives the
children each a piece of the de-
licious concoction. About her is
much elegance; rich pictures and
draperies are in the room.
“She,” the spirit whispers, “was
Mrs. Sweet, but she obtained a di-
vorce and is now Mrs. Williams.
She used to be known as’ Miss
Georgie Adams. ”

Again the scene fades, and a
new one appears. I now see a lit-
tle schoolhouse, quaint in appear-
ance and sadly in need of paint.

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Suddenly, with a great rush, out
pour a noisy and merry crowd of
boys and girls of all ages under
seventeen. They seize dinner
pails and hats and start on a jour-
ney towards home, while the
teacher seizes the broom and be-
gins to sweep out the schoolroom.
This done, she takes the key, and
tells. several youngsters, whom
‘she has kept after school for pun-
ishment, that they may go; then
she locks the door, and starts for
the farmhouse at which she boards.
“That woman,” the spirit says, “is
a member of the Class of ’05, N.
H. S. She was known as Miss
Anna Brown.”

Now I see myself within a build-
ing which seems to be situated
near a plank-road. In it are rows
of beds, in which are people
afflicted with different ills.. About
are numerous women dressed in
white suits, and wearing little
white caps. As they glide noise-
lessly over the floor, we notice one
in particular. She is rather small
of stature, but she seems to
brighten the afflicted persons by
her presence. Now she is carry-
ing water to this one, now giving
medicine to another. A doctor en-
ters. She helps him dress the
wounds of one man. “She,” the
spirit says, “used to be known as
Lillian Gorman.”

The scene changes slowly, and
a new one appears. Now I see a
small island in the ocean. Many
half-naked savages are gathered
together in a group; some are
gesticulating wildly, others are
quiet and solemn. Evidently they
are impressed over something. As
the scene gets clearer, we see there
is a woman sitting upon a trunk

and talking to them. She is show-
ing them the error of their ways,
especially in eating the last mis-
sionary who had appeared among
them. She seemed to have a’ hard
problem in trying to convince
them that they did not like mis-
sionaries. “That woman,” says
the spirit, “was known as Miss
Jessie Diehl; her success will prob-
ably be heard of later.”

Nowlamonastreet. Beforeme
is a large, dark-haired man, weigh-
ing, I should judge, about one
hundred and ninety or two hun-
dred pounds. With him is a small,
light-haired woman, and running
ahead are four children. “That
woman was once Miss Harriett
Smith. That man is her husband.
He is one of our railroad mag-
nates, I am told.”

Let us pass on. Somehow we
have entered an elegantly fur-
nished office. Around the office
are numerous scientific books and
instruments. A patient enters.
She wishes to see the doctor.
“Yes, madam, just as soon as she
is through with another patient.”
In a moment a dignified looking
woman enters. She approaches
the woman, and says, “How do
you do; do you wish to see me?
Yes,— let me feel your pulse,” and
the doctor draws out a watch,
places on her nose a pair of glasses,
and begins to examine her pa-
tient. ‘“ Women doctors,” I say,
turning to the spirit, “are becom-
ing more and more numerous.”
“Yes,” is the answer; “and this
one has made herself famous, too.”
I had wondered who she was, when
upon turning to the door, I see
upon the glass, “Laura E. Meigs,
M. D.”

74 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE

Now it seems as if I can see a
rippling stream of water, with wild
flowers growing along its banks.
Seated upon the ground, under a
tree, is a woman. In her lap is a
novel, but she is not reading. Her
eyes are searching the soft, blue
sky, and she is softly saying to
herself,

“Oh, for a castle grand and strong,
Oh, for a man with millions —and
young.”

“Hush!” says the spirit; “she
is only dreaming. Don’t disturb
her. Her name is Helen Malone.”

Now a cosy little farm appears
before me. A white house stands
among some maple trees, and in
the dooryard are skipping about
several small children. At the
door of the house there appears a
very large woman, with sleeves
rolled up to the elbows. In her
hand is a long tin horn, on which
she blows a long, cracking blast.
Then, turning to the children, she
says, “Come, Johnny, Willie and
Mary, now wash the dirt off your
faces, and get ready for dinner.”
“Who is this?” I ask the spirit.
“She,” is the reply, “is Mrs. How-
ard Sager, formerly known as Miss
Florence Jennings.”

Now the scene is gradually
changing into a green lawn. A
richly dressed, elderly lady is seated
on a chair in front of her home.
She is very fond of literature, and,
being in rather a poor state of
health, she is assisted by two
women who sit beside her. One is
reading a popular novel to her, and
the other is reading a “ History of
England.” Between the two, the
old lady is receiving all she can
comprehend. ‘ Now,” says she,
finally, “you need not read any

longer, Miss Thornton, nor you,
Miss Morton. You can have the
rest of the time to yourselves.”

The scene is again changing, and
I see a large room, in which is a
big, high table, upon which are
many dress goods. At one end of
the table, is a woman using a pair
of shears in a very scientific man-
ner, while within an adjoining
room, is another woman using a
tape measure upon another of her
sex, and repeating in low tones:
“Length, fifty inches; waist, forty
inches,” etc. “That is the voice
of Frances Keegan,” the spirit ex-
claims. Plainly it is a dressmak-
er’s establishment, but who can be
the proprietor? Upon glancing at
some letters upon the door I dis-
cover the words, “Susie Glasser,
Ladies’ Fine Tailoring.”

We pass from this room into the
one next to it. Here we find scat-
tered all over counters and tables
ribbons, feathers, wires and nu-
merous other articles. Arranged
in glass cases are many hats, so
attractive to the feminine heart
and pocketbook. A tall, slim
woman is busy fussing over some
red and green ribbon and a green
hat, Her task seems rather tedi-
ous to her, and, finally, throwing
down her work, she orders an-
other to finish it, while she goes to
wait upon a customer. “She,” the
spirit says, “has made quite a suc-
cess of this business; she receives
the trade of the most critical in
this part of the country.” “But
who is she?” I ask. “Why, her

‘name is Helen Carroll,” is the

reply.

Now we see a street; nearby is:

a large crowd and great. excite-
ment is in the air. “I wonder

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what the trouble can be?’ Ah,
now I can see more clearly. It
seems to be a stable. A large,
slim-limbed horse is being at-
tended to by several men. The
horse is hurt, and we hear the cry,
“White Star, the champion trotter
of the world, is hurt. Can she enter
the race?” One man turns quickly
to the other. “Ah,” says he,
“here comes the doctor at last.” A
stylishly dressed man enters, car-
rying a black case. He is dressed
in a long coat, derby hat, and
wears a Vandyke beard. He ex-
amines the afflicted, and, after per-
forming a short operation, pro-
nounces that the horse will be all
right by the time of the race. “ Ten
dollars, please,” and now he is de-
parting. “That man is Guy V.
Sweet,” the spirit informs me.

But we cannot watch long, for
the scene is fading. Another ap-
pears. It is the office of a pros-
perous business man. We _ hear
the rattle of a typewriting machine
and notice on a desk the instru-
ment, at which is seated a dark-
haired woman. She is reproduc-
ing upon paper what ay man is
speaking. “She is the most ex-
pert in the State,” the spirit says;
“her name is Louise Wood.”

My magic charm is losing its
power. We must hurry, for I can
see only one more picture. It is
a public hall, which is filled with
women. Behind a bench, upon a
platform, is a tall woman, who is
addressing the meeting. We are

too late to hear all of the speech,
but we catch the following words:
“ Fellow-sufferers, we want our
rights; we will have our rights;
we are determined to have our
rights—” Crash! The woman
has stumbled and fallen, There is

great excitement. But the scene
has vanished. I hear the depart-
ing words of the spirit: ‘“ That
woman was known as Mabelle
Rockefeller.”

Ah! the charm is broken. I can
tell no more. If the fate of any
has not been told it is because the
charm has lost its power. Hoping
all have accepted their fate in the
same spirit in which it was given,
I await the results. Now, I must.
leave you and return to my mystic
duties. I wish you all a long and
happy farewell.

—H. H. DeForest, ’o5.

Prize Winners.

The gold medals were awarded
at.commencement as follows:

The Pruyn medal for public
speaking, the gift of Robert C.
Pruyn, of this city, to Guy V.
Sweet; honorable mention, Mary
J. Mattimore; the Milne medal, for
Latin, the gift of William J. Milne,
Ph. D., LL. D., president of the
State Normal College, to Winifred
Goldring; honorable mention,
Marion amy, Kleinhans; the
McDonald medal, for mathematics,
the gift of William McDonald, of
this city, to Lloyd N. Robinson;
the Sage medal, for French, the
gift of Henry M. Sage, of this city,
to Elizabeth N. Wheeler; honor-
able mention, Lorena J. French;
the Pruyn medal, for scholarship
in the senior class, the gift of
Charles L. Pruyn, of this city, to
Winifred Goldring; the Me
medal, for scholarship in the junior
class, the gift of Henry E. Mere-
ness, M. D., of this , to Mary
C. Jennings; the Vander Veer
medal, for German, the gift of
Edgar A. Vander Veer, M. D., of
this city, to Winifred Goldring; ‘the
Principal's medal, for the best Eng-
lish essay, to Winia E. Miller, and
the Alliance Francaise medal, for
French, the gift of the Albany
branch of this society, to James W,
Cox, Jr.

—_—

The Crimson and White

Vo. ALBANY, N. Y., JUNE, 1905. No.4
Naren ‘every two months during the school year by the students of the Normal High School

BOARD OF EDITORS

Editor in Chief
RUTH PODMORE, ’os.

Winirrep Gorprine, '05 i
Mary Marrimore, '05
Eprrn Jones, '07 i 5
Guy V. Sweer,'’o3 = - :
Ara M. Gatuup, ‘05 }

Assistants
Sarau SWAYNE, '06
Mazer Woop, 'o6
Rutu Boyce, '07 J
James W. Cox, Jr., ’05 = :
Epwaxp O'ConneLt, '07 = .
‘Tuomas R. Cox,’07 a

Literary Editors

Alumni Editor
: - = Exchange Editor

School Editors

Advertising Agent
- = Asst. Advertising Agent
Business Manager

TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION

One year (5 copies) payable in advance,

Shigls Copied, (i) swig) ail =

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Editorials.

With the publication of this is-
sue, ends the connection of the
present board of editors with
Tue Crimson Ano: Waite. An-
nouncement of the incoming board
has been made in other columns of
this paper. In selecting the new
board, we have endeavored to
choose those most competent to
fill the positions assigned them.
Through the past year, we have de-
rived great pleasure and profit
from our work on the paper. The
members of the school have stood
by us splendidly, and we thank
them heartily for their support.
We bespeak for the new board of
editors as hearty a co-operation
as we have received, and then we
predict as bright a future for the
paper as the founders have hoped.

eas
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The very attractive cover for
this issue was designed by Mr.
Herbert DeForest, ’o5.

The Editorial Board of THE
Crruson AND WuiTE takes great
pleasure in announcing that the
prize for the best school song has
been awarded to Miss Eleanor L.
Danaher, '06. We received sey-
eral very good songs, but after
careful consideration, it was de-
cided that Miss Danaher’s contri-
bution was the best. The song
appears in another column of this

paper.
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The pins, which were designed
for the Board of Editors, have been
received. We think that every one
agrees with our opinion, that they
are very neat and attractive. The
pins are of gold with a monogram,
C. W., signifying THe Crimson
AND Waite, and crossed quills
denoting the editorial occupation.

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During the past year old Normal

has awakened and has been repre-

THE CRIMSON AND WHITE 77

sented by twovathletic teams. We
have had a base ball team and a
girls’ basket ball team, each of
which has done excellently, con-
sidering that this was the first year
that we have ever been represented
in those lines. That is the way for
a school to do, show school spirit,
have athletic teams of all sorts,
and play  sportsmanlike and
squarely in every game, no matter
how adverse the circumstances
may be. No team can expect to
win every game the first year of
its existence, no matter how good
it may be. We can pride ourselves
upon the fact that we are the
ONLY school team in Albany that
has never played a “ringer,” and
if we lost a game, we did not lose
with the aid of outside players, but
with a straight school team.

The school has turned out pretty
well to the base ball games, but
more might have been present to
help cheer. When the players see
a big Normal crowd cheering for
them, they are much more likely to
play a good game than when they
only see a few familiar faces.

It is too bad that the boys are
not allowed to go to the basket
ball games, because a good crowd
and cheering will do as much for
a basket ball team, as it will for a
base ball team. It would be a fine
thing for the school if an arrange-
ment could be made whereby the
boys could attend. Let us hope,
that next year it can be fixed so
that they can.

We should have good teams
next year, as the basket ball team
loses only one player, and the base
ball team two. So the teams are
practically intact, and after this

year’s experience, fine teams
should be produced.

But let us not limit ourselves to
two teams, but be also represented
on the foot ball field, in hockey
and by a boys’ basket ball team.
We have the material, why not the
teams?

Why, then, schoolmates, can
not we be represented in all athlet-
ics next season, and show the city
of Albany that we are not dead,
but very much alive?

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We present in this issue pictures
of the Board of Editors and the
base ball team.

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Is it possible that we have
reached the end of our High
School course? Can it be that we
shall soon be, not pupils, but
Alumni of the Normal High
School? When we entered, the four
years, which haye passed so quickly
for us, seemed a long time, They
mean a great deal to us, not only
because of what we have accom-
plished in them, but because of the
immeasureable pleasure that they
have brought to us.

In looking back oyer our school
life here, we find other things be-
sides pleasures—obstacles, sur-
mounted only by hard work, diffi-
culties passed through only by pa-
tience and endurance, and _ last,
but not least, that which probably
belongs with the other two, but
ought to be placed by itself — ex-
aminations —sometimes accom-
panied by failures, which have
spurred us to do better next time.

It is not necessary for us to say

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78 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE

that we are sorry to leave, though
we know our places will be filled
by the juniors. Though we have
the greatest confidence in their
ability, yet is it natural that we
should wish to stay, if only long
enough to start them on the last
part of their course, so that they
will have even less difficulties to
encounter than we? We have not
yet quite realized that some of our
friendships will be broken off en-
tirely on that day when we receive
the final token of the successful
completion of our work—our
diplomas. Yes, graduation day
has its sadness as well as happi-
ness, its drawbacks as well as
pleasures,

We shall always remember our
Alma Mater and our fellow-class-
mates; and our greatest wish in
leaving is that we may be remem-
bered, that, though other things
may take their time, attention and
energies, they may still save us a
corner in their memories and a
place, even though small, in their
hearts,

Society Notes.
Zeta Sigma.

On the sixteenth of May the
Zeta Sigma Society held an initia-
tion. At that time Miss Grace
Binley and Miss Adele Le Compte
were initiated.

At the election of officers on the
twenty-third of May the following
were elected for the ensuing year:

President — Ethel Breitenstein.

Vice-President — Katharine Parsons.

Recording Secretary — Katherine
Kirkwood.

Treasurer —Letha Cooper.

Corresponding Secretary — Nettie
Udell.

Marshal — Bessie Crebel.

Critic— Mary Jennings.

Pianist — Margaret Merlin,

Mistress of | Ceremonies — Saida
McCarthy.

On June third, Zeta Sigma day
was held. The following program
was enjoyed, after which a recep-
tion was given the class of 1905.

Processional, Miss Edith L. Jones;
recitation, Miss Mary Jennings; vocal
solo, Miss Ruth Boyce; Alpha Iota Phi,
Miss Laura Wilson; selections, Miss
Maud Giles.

Pantomine, “Bluebeard.” Caste:
Bluebeard, Eleanor L, Danaher; Mrs.
Bluebeard, Saida McCarty; Sister Ann,
Letha Cooper; Six Murdered Wives,
Laura Wilson, Mabel Wood, May
Chase, Ruth Podmore, Helen Carroll,
Louise A. Wood; Reader and Manager,
Katharine Parsons,’07. Time: Present.

Officers.-- President, Anna I. Brown;
Vice- President, Ethel J. Bull; Record-
ing Secretary, Helen Carroll; Treas-
urer, Katherine Kirkwood; Corre-
sponding Secretary, Ethel Breitenstein;
Senior Editor, Alta Gallup; Junior Ed-
itor, Laura Wilson; Critic, Susie Glas-
ser; Pianist, Edith L. Jones; Mistress
of Ceremonies, Ruth Boyce; Marshal,
Mabel Wood; Committee, Chair., Ethel
Breitenstein, ‘06; Katharine Parsons,
‘07; May Chase, ’08.

Quintilian Society.

Miss Mattimore was elected
president of the Quintilian Society,
to serve this last quarter, on ac-
count of Miss Schneider's leaving

‘school.

The Quintilian girls gave a re-
ception to the senior class on class
day, June tenth. It was largely
attended by members of the Soci-
ety and also of the senior class.
The decorations were very appro-
priate, being green and white, the
Society’s colors. The orchestra
was seated behind large palms.

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The following have been elected
to hold office during the first term
of next year:
President — Miss Coventry.
Vice-President — Miss Baumes.
Secretary — Miss Kleinhans.
Treasurer — Miss Vagele.
Senior Editor — Miss Swayne.
Junior Editor — Miss Colvin.
Critic — Miss Beale.
Musician — Miss Schifferdecker.
Corresponding Sec.— Miss Traver.
Marshal— Miss Hartman.

Adelphoi.

Friday, June second, officers for
the first term of next year were
elected. They were:

President —J. Le Roy Herber,

Vice-President — Edward O'Connell.

Secretary — W. W. Brewster.

Corresponding Secretary—T. R.
Cox.

Treasurer — G. B. Weaver.

Chaplain—K. Zeigler.

Sergeant-at-Arms — N. Persons.

Master of Ceremonies —C. Clark.

The last meeting of the year was
held on Friday, June second, when
Messrs. Sweet, Cox, Oswald and
DeForest made their farewell
speeches.

The new pins have been ordered
and are expected about commence-
ment day.

Commencement.

The commencement exercises
were held in the College Chapel at
three o’clock on Wednesday after-
noon, June fourteenth. The stage
was beautifully decorated with
palms and presented a fine appear-
ance, The program rendered was
as follows:

Music, orchestra; prayer, Rey. E. C.
Nichols; Latin salutatory, Lorena J.

French; essay, “The Power of
Women,” Elizabeth N. Wheeler;

chorus, “Sailor’s Song,” class; Un
Discours Frangais, James W. Cox, Jr;
essay, “Christopher Marlow, the First
English Dramatist,’ Anna I. Brown;
chorus, “Spring Song,” class; valedict-
ory, Winifred Goldring; music, orches-
tra; address to the class by the prin-
cipal; awarding of medals; conferring
of diplomas; benediction; —_ music,
orchestra.
Graduates.

College Preparatory Course.— James
W. Cox, Jr., Winifred Goldring, Ruth
Podmore.

Classical Course—Georgie Edna
Adams, Beth Carroll, Helen Carroll,
Jessie Diehl, Lorena Josephine French,
Helen Germain, Florence Jennings,
Emma Josephine Krennrich, Laura
Elizabeth Meigs, Edith W. Morton,
Mabelle Rockefeller, Guy Vernon
Sweet, Elizabeth Nichols Wheeler,
Ethel Frances Wheeler, Louise Anna
Wood, Laura T. Zeigler, Blanche E.
Johnson.

English Course— Anna __ Isabelle
Brown, Alice D. Carroll, Josephine M.
Cashin, Edna M. Cassidy, Sarah. V.
Connell, Herbert H. DeForest, Susie
May Glasser, Elizabeth B. Gorman,
Francis A. Keegan, Helen F. Malone,
Mary J. Mattimore, Charles H. Oswald,
Harriet A. Smith, Sophie Thornton,
Jennie H. Veeder.

Honor Roll—1, Winifred Goldring;
2, Lorena J. French; 3, Elizabeth N.
Wheeler; 4, Georgie E. Adams; 5,
James W. Cox, Jr.; 6, Edith W. Mor-
ton; 7, Ethel F. Wheeler; 8, Anna I.
Brown; 9, Ruth Podmore; 10, Charles
H. Oswald, _

School Notes.

Mr. Olin L. Russum, ’06, formerly
business manager of Toe Crimson
AND Wuite, has left school for
the remainder of the term, his
family having moved to Fulton-
ville, N. Y.

Miss Miriam Schneider, ’05, so-
ciety editor of Tue Crimson AND.
Wuirte, has left school on account
of ill health.

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Mr. Edward Clary, ’07, has re-
turned to school after an absence
of several months.

The High School assembled
with the College in the College
Hall on May twenty-ninth for
Memorial Day exercises. The
program, which consisted of patri-
otic songs by the school and ad-
dresses by several members of the
G. A. R., was enjoyed very much.

Miss Laura M. Wilson, ’06, has
left school,

On Saturday afternoon, June
tenth, at three o’clock, the Class
of 1905 held their class day exer-
cises. The following program was
presented:

Processional.

Music —“ Sailor's Song”......... Class
President's Welcome...Charles Oswald
Class History +«+»Mary Mattimore
Vocal Solo. ++++sBeth Carroll
Recitation. . .Florence Jennings
Class Poem.... Laura Meigs
Class Prophecy....,Herbert DeForest

Class Song —
(To the air of “Byron Lay Dreaming.”)

We greet you kind friends with a wel-
come,
Within these walls now so dear.
Your presence we herald with gladness,
At the close of our senior year,
We'd gladly tell you, dear hearers,
Of conflicts and labors well done,
And of many a cherished laurel —
Earnestly sought for and won,

And now our dear teachers and class-
mates,
With hearts so loyal and true,
We would clasp your loved hands in
friendship
And bid you a fond adieu.
Shall we leave these dear walls forever?
The future, ah, who can tell?
We'll pause at the threshold and
murmur,
Dear Alma Mater, farewell.
— Miss Meigs.

Presentation to Class of 1906......

; -James W. Cox, Jr.
Response ..Ethel Breitenstein
Music —“ Spring Song”........ Class

The following Board of Editors
has been elected for the year 1905-
1906:

Editor-in-Chief — Sarah Swayne.

Literary Editors— Ruth Boyce, Jen-
nie Coventry,

School Editors — Mabel Wood, Ethel »

Breitenstein.
Alumni Editor — Edith Jones.

Exchange Editor—Katharine Par-
sons.

Athletic Editor — Edward J, O’Con-
nell,

Business Managers —T. R. Cox, J.
Le Roy Herber,

The meeting of the Alliance
Frangais, held at Mrs. Manning's
home May twenty-seventh, was at-
tended by the French students of
the senior and junior classes. It
was greatly enjoyed by all, and the
French conversation heard then
will act as an incentive to do bet-
ter work to all the students. The
Alliance Frangais medal, a hand-
some reward for good work, was
awarded to Mr. James Cox, whom
the judges considered the best
French student who tried the ex-
amination held April 26, 1905,

The trial competition for public
speaking was held Friday after-
noon, May twelfth. The following
program was given:

Music; “The Tramp’s Story,’ Will
Carlton, Saida A. McCarthy; “With
the Shadow of Thy Wing,” Mary Stu-
art, Florence Jennings; “The Deacon's
Horse Trade,” E. N. Westcott, Beth
Cobb; “The Little Match Girl,” H. C.
Anderson, Frances W. Warner; “The
Healing of the Daughter of Jairus,”
Willis, Ethel J, Everingham; ‘The
Ruggles’ Christmas Party,” K. D, Wig-
gin, Beth Carroll; “Starbright,” L. E.

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Richards, Mary Josephine Mattimore;
music; “Tributes to a Dog,” selected,
James W. Cox, Jr.; “An Old Sweet-
heart,” J. W. Riley, Edward M. Clary;
scene from “Merchant of Venice,”
Shakespeare, Edward J. O'Connell;
“John Maynard,” H. Alger, Jr., Bertha
M. Bott;-“The Legend Beautiful,”
Longfellow, Anna I. Brown; “The
Bugle Song,” Tennyson, Edna Schiffer-
decker; music; “‘ Madame Malibren and
the Young Musician,” selected, Emma
Krenrich; “Spartacus to the Gladi-
ators,” E, Kellogg, Guy V. Sweet;
“College Oil Cans,’”” McGuire, Louise
A. Wood; “The Happy Little Crip-
ple,” J. W. Riley, Katharine S. Par-
sons; “The Swan Song,” selected, Ruth
Podmore; “Tom,” C. F. Woolson,
Eleanor L. Danaher; music.

Judges — Prof. Edward W. Wetmore,
Mr. George Lawyer, Rev. Chellis E.
Nichols.

From among these, Miss Matti-
more, Miss Parsons, Miss Bott,
Miss Everingham, Mr. O'Connell
and Mr. Sweet were chosen by the
judges to take part in the final
competition. This was held Fri-
day evening, May twenty-sixth.
The following recitations were
given:

Music; scene from ‘Merchant of
Venice,” _ Shakespeare, Edward J.
O’Cennell; “Spartacus to the Gladi-
ators,” E, Kellogg, Guy V. Sweet;
music; “Starbright,” L. E. Richards,
Mary Josephine Mattimore; “ The
Healing of the Daughter of Jairus,”
Willis, Ethel J. Everingham; music;
“How He Saved St. Michael's,” M.
Johnston, Bertha M. Bott; “The
Happy Little Cripple,” J. W. Riley,
Katharine S. Parsons; music.

Judges— Prof. James R. White,
Prin. John G. Murdock, Dr. E H.
Hannahs.

_ Mr. Sweet was favored by the
judges and was awarded the prize.

“All the world’s a stage,” and
all the women thereon want speak-
ing parts.— Ex.

Alumni Notes.

A meeting of the executive com-
mittee of the Alumni Association
was held in the law office of Wil-
liam Fitzsimmons, on April four-
teenth, to arrange for a reception
to be given on the evening of June
fourteenth, in the Normal College
Hall.

‘96.

Clara Ross is teaching in the
lower grades of one of the public
schools of Rensselaer.

Mrs. A. J. Meyer, neé Lucia Mil-
ler, is now residing in Jersey City,
Nei

Charlotte Du Bois has a position
as stenographer in the Huyck Felt
Mills, Rensselaer.

99.

Florence Helm is singing in the
Lutheran church, Albany.

Raymond Watson Jones, who
graduates in June from Correll
University, has been awarded the
fellowship in German and a Phi
Beta Kappa key.

ol.

Chester A. A. Hemstreet has
graduated from the Albany Med-
ical College.

’03.

Announcement is made of the
engagement of Charlotte Moore
Perry to Mr. John C. Bently, who
graduated in 1904 from -the Rens-
selaer Polytechnic Institute. Mr.
Bently is now employed by the
New York, New Haven and
Hartford Railroad,

According to the “ Darwinian
theory,” both men and women have
sprung from monkeys, but some
don’t seem to have sprung very
far.— Ex.

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Se EE RE EEE EERE ME HERE RE BERETA TE HEE HEE

Basket Ball.

The work of the basket ball
team for the last part of this year
has been fairly good, the girls hav-
ing won two and lost three games.
They have worked hard, and were
only defeated after long and
gamely fought struggles. They
showed great spirit, fighting out
every contest to the very end. The
team was composed of Misses K.
Parsons, captain; L. Wilson, man-
ager; E. Schifferdecker, T. Harl-
finger and M, Wood.

The following is an account of
the five last games played. We
are sorry that more details
cannot be published, but were
unobtainable.

On March twenty-fifth the team
played the Watervliet High
School, at Watervliet, and were
defeated by the score of 14-4. The
Watervliet girls made most of their
counts on fouls by our team.

March thirty-first, a return
game was played with the Water-
vliet team, in Albany, and we
were again defeated by the score
of 6-2. It was the most exciting
and best played game of the year,
and up to the last moment there
was a doubt who would win.

The Academy of the Holy
Names were our opponents on
April third, and they were trounced
by the score of 24-7. In this game
the team work was excellent, and
our girls played all around their
opponents.

On April twenty-ninth The
Racquet Club was played, and the
“old ladies,” as the girls called
them, trimmed us to the score of
22-3. Fouls by the N. H. S. helped
The Racquet Club along consid-
erably.

The last game of the season was
played on May fifth with the Fe-
male Academy team, and they
were taken into camp to the tune
of 37-6. In this game the Normal
girls showed superior team work,
and the result was at no time in
doubt.

BASE BALL.

We have had this year, a thing
which has never happened before,
a base ball team worthy of repre-
senting the school. It has done
fairly well, considering the inex-
perience of some of the play-
ers, and that this is the first i
year that we have ever had a
team. Although more games
might have been won, the team "
showed up exceedingly well, tak-
ing into consideration that some of
the fellows had never played on a
team before and were “green” at
it. About the first of April the
fellows had a meeting, and elected
James W. Cox, Jr., ’05, captain,
and Guy V. Sweet, 'o5, manager.
The players, and the positions
which they usually played, were:

Pitcher — Weaver.

Catcher —J. Cox (captain).
First base — O'Connell,
Second base—T. Cox.
Short stop — Meneely.

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Third base — Clark.

Left field — Oswald.

Center field — Newell.

Right field— Van Oostenbrugge.

Substitute — Persons.

Substitute — Myers.

The team had hard luck when
the season was about one-half
over, Newell being sick with the
measles, and Myers being laid up
on account of a broken finger.

This necessitated the shifting of
players somewhat, and is probably
the reason for the loose playing
displayed in some of the games.

The team played pretty consis-
tent ball, doing good work in the
field, and showed good team work,
but were, on the whole, woefully
weak with the bat.

O'Connell, Weaver, Capt. Cox,

.and Newell did the best work in

that line.

In the field, Weaver as a pitcher
is all that could be desired. He
has great speed, good curves, but
is inclined to be a trifle wild at
times. This, however, can be
remedied.

Captain Cox did pretty good
work behind the bat. He fields his
position excellently, but is not so
good on the throws to second
base.

At first base, O’Connell played
a very steady game, taking all
throws with a remarkable sure-
ness, but was a little wild and in-
accurate in throwing to bases at
times.

At second, T. Cox played pretty
well, but did not cover nearly as
much ground as he should do, be-
cause he is light, and should be
able to cover more space. He and
Weaver were the principal run-
getters for the team.

Meneely, at short stop, put up a

good game, but was very erratic in
his playing and throwing, some
days playing like a professional,
while on others he made many
errors,

Clark, on third, fields his posi-
tion like a veteran, throws swift
and accurately, but is woefully
weak with the bat. A good lot of
batting practice this summer
would make him one of the best
third basemen on any school team
in the vicinity.

In left field, Oswald played the
game well, covering a lot of ter-
ritory, but being, as some of the
others on the team are, weak with
the willow.

At center field, Newell put up a
great game, making many fine
catches, but his throwing at times
is a trifle wild. He is good with
the bat, and, with a little more ex-
perience, will make a fine all-
around player.

Van Oostenbrugge, in right
field, put up an excellent game. He
played good ball all season in the
field, but needs to improve his
batting.

Myers and Persons, as. substi-
tutes, did not play in as many
games as the rest, but showed up
fairly well. Both need to improve
on their batting.

Now, boys, don’t get mad over
these criticisms, but try to profit
by it, so that next year the team
will be second to none in its class.

The outlook for next year's
team is very bright and promising,
as only two men will leave this
June. Captain Cox will go from
behind the bat, and Oswald from
left field. This leaves the infield
practically intact, so next year we
may expect a fine team,

84 THE CRIMSON AND WHITE

Following is a brief account of

the games played:
N.H.S., 8; E. H. S., 16.

Wednesday, May third, the team
journeyed to Cohoes and played
the first game of the season with
the Egbert High School of that
city. The Cohoes boys won by the
score of 16-8, due mostly to the
attack of stage-fright which the ma-
jority of our boys had. Our fel-
lows woke up towards the end of
the game and scored eight runs,
but it was too late to overcome
their opponent’s lead. The score
by innings was:
N. H. S. 000001322—-8
E. H. »03103603 *—16

Batteries—N. H. S., Weaver and
Cox; E. H. S., Jones and Lambert.

N. H. S., 16; Horicon Club, 15.

On May sixth the team won its
first game by beating the Horicon
Club nine of this city by the score
of 16-15. Uptothe ninth inning the
Horicons had the best of it, but
in the ninth a grand batting rally
took place, seven runs were made,
the score tied, and the winning
run made in the tenth. Weaver
did some fine work, striking out
no less than eleven men. This is
the way it happened:

Horicon +/ 010122234 0—I5
N. H. S 110321007 I—16

Batteries—Ijams and Underhill;
Weaver and Cox.

N. H. S., 47; S. N.C, 3.

On May tenth we defeated the
State Normal College team by the
score of 47-3. The game took
place in Maple Ridge and drew a
big crowd. It was too one-sided
to be interesting. The following
tells the story:

N. OH S500) 3 52) 9 oy ee
SN. C 00020001 0-3

Batteries — Weaver and Newell; Col-
lister, Campbell and Bazzoni.

N. H. S., 25; A. H. S., 13.

May thirteenth the team played
the Altamont High School at Dob-
ler Park, and won by the score of
25 to 13. Newell started in to
catch, but was replaced by Cox in
the third inning. The score by
innings:

+ 620 0 0 2:0 1 1—13
~ E1211 51 3 *—25

Batteries —Cheesebrough and Fow-
ler; Weaver, Newell and Cox.

N. H.S., 2; R. H.S., 5.

On May eighteenth the team
went to Ravena and played the
Ravena High School. The game
was called off at the end of the
sixth inning on account of rain,
the score then being 5 to 2 in favor
of Ravena. The score by innings:
Oh OO Ly (OV ime a:
0202 1 05

Batteries— Weaver and Cox; Hill
and Winne.

N. H.S,, 5; R. H.S., 14.

A second game was played with
Ravena on May nineteenth, when
we suffered defeat for the second
time, by the score of 14 to 5. This
is how it was done:
+» 3O000000T I—5§
»02430302 *—14

Batteries— Weaver and Cox; Hill
and Winne.

N. H. S., 3; W. H. S., 15.

On May twenty-fifth the team
went to Watervliet and played the
crack team from the High School
there. We were defeated, 15-3,
due to the rank errors made by

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most all the team, Weaver pitched
a fine game, but lost on account of
the miserable support. Scan the
following:
NAHE SS... 000000300—3
W. HS. 10033431 *—15
Batteries — Weaver and Cox; John-
son and Mahoney.

N.H.S,, 1; W. H.S., 16.

On May twenty-seventh, at
Dobler Park, the Watervliet High
School again defeated us by the
score of 16-1. We were clearly
out-batted and out-fielded. The
score by innings:

W.-H. S. 11400307 0—16
N. HS. 000001000~-1

Batteries— Forsyth, Johnson and

Mahoney; Weaver, Meneely and Cox.

N.H.S., 12; A. H.S., 14.

Decoration Day, May thirtieth,
the team went to Altamont and
played the return game with the
Altamont High School. In the
fourth, by three bases on balls, off
Meneely, two hits and numerous
errors, they piled up eight runs,
which won the game for them.
Meneely was replaced by Weaver
in the fifth and did not allow a
single hit to be made off him, The
score by innings:
iNe-/S) +20L00511 2-12
A. H. S. -12180020*—14

Batteries—Meneely, Weaver and
Cox; Young and Ogsbury.

N. H.S., 5; R. H.S., 5.

Saturday afternoon, June third,
a game took place with the Ra-
vena High School. It was a good
game, and many fast plays were
made on both sides. T. Cox, on
second, played a fine game in the
field, taking no less than ten out
of eleven chances. The game

ended, however, with a question-
able score. In the eighth inning, on
a passed ball, Weaver came home,
but was declared out by the um-
pire, and thus a row was started.
It was clearly evident that he was
entitled to the base, as it was a
passed ball, but the umpire called
him out and would not change his
decision, even when proved wrong
by the rules. The score follows:
Rick S), .00203000—5
N, HS... +,01000202—5

Batteries — Weaver and Cox; Hiil
and Winne.

Exchange Department.
We welcome the newcomer,
The Phonograph. “A Cowboy's
Letter” is very interesting.

The Comet arrived in much
neater style this time. The Debate
is a very interesting feature.
Could you not find room for more
editorials? The editorial is the
voice of the school, and we are in-
clined to believe that a weak voice
betokens a weak spirit; so give us
two or three good strong
editorials.

Yours is a neat little paper,
High School Critic. We are pleased
to note that you are enthusiastic
athletes. An Exchange Depart-
ment and a little literary work
would add greatly to your paper.

The Blue and White (South Beth-
lehem) is one of the best papers
that we receive. The covers are
always neat, and the material be-
tween the covers, is always neatly
and carefully arranged. We note
that your exchanges have “ passed

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the century mark,” and we con-
gratulate you.

The number of your advertise-
ments, Cue, would lead us to believe
that you have the business men of
Albany hypnotized. It speaks well
for your paper and _ its
management.

Oh, no, Guy Vernon’s hat is not
any larger now than before May
twenty-sixth.

Mr. Cohen—“ Any old clothes
torselle” 17

Meneely —* Naw, I got ’em all

on.

Epitaph.
Beneath this mound lies all we found
Of little Johnny Green;
He filled, one night, by candle-light,
A tank of gasolene.

Found in Room 217.
Little Ruth Boyce,
With her low, sweet voice,
Sat in her seat near the aisle;
She tilted her chin,
And tried to “butt in,”
And kept up a laugh all the while.
—* Thinker.”

Isn’t it funny that big Van
Ost .... etc., has lost his Hart.

We are sorry to report that Miss
Veeder will not sing at commence-
ment. ——

Herber is progressing in
French; he can recite the past
participle of the verb “to love ”—
“ Aimée.” = ———

“Oly Moses” Clark.

“The Psalm of Death,” in the
last issue of the Echo, is one of the
best articles that that paper has
had in some time. It is all the
more interesting for being true.

(From the Amenican Journal of Health.)

The Stomach is for

Pminent members of the medical pro-
fession have agreed that the indiscrimi-
nate use of drugs is largely responsible
for the commonness of many stomach
complaints. ‘This is hardly to be won-
dered at when we remember the sensi-
tiveness of the digestive organs and how
easily they may ‘oe affected far worse
by the ill-considered use of drugs.
Proper digestion and assimilation of food
are impracticable when we interfere with
the organs that accomplish those
processes, ‘The pneumogastric nerves may
be affected by this unwise use of drugs
so that the whole system will finally
suffer, It is also true that the stomach,
through its natural secretions, will some-
times convert what should be a remedia)
agent Into a positive poison, Thus we
cannot with certainty predict what effect
the taking of a drug will have upon an
individual.

The newer methods of combating dis-
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the conditions referred to, and for this
reason the medica! profession and the
hhyglenic press are greatly interested in
any of these methods which are based
upon the principle that cures may be ef-
fected without dosing the patient with
drugs.

It is now a well-established fact that
though the stomach may be able to pro-
vide for the reception of food it will often

Food — Not Drugs.

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The lining of the stomach is too delicate
to withstand the action of many medi-
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follow: tne action of the heart will be
affected, the liver and kidneys will suffer
and a general deleterious effect _ will
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and precipitate the final result. The
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from drug dosing and the making it freo
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can Journal of Health always secks to be
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