Oriole and Tower-Light, 1922-1927, Part 45

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Publication date: 1922-1927
Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Number of Pages: 1024

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The advance in medical science will count for nothing unless educa- tion of the people along educational lines progresses at an equal pace .- Mayo.

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THE ORIOLE

ROLL CALL OF SR. 4.

Abram's is always first each day Because her name begins with A, The next two you see are Bailey and Bounds,

Who are always there when the roll- call sounds.

Brandenburg and Cronhardt are next down the line,

With Davis and Faulkner sitting be- hind.

Flounders you see with head up- raised,

Fogtman behind her always stays. Then comes Gantz, the Seniors' head, And Gibson and Gaver, as we before have said,

Are followed by Griffin and Hollo- well so bold.

Then Hayden, Henry and Hancock with all told,

You spy Itnyre and Jump, and lo, Sitting right there are Johns and Jarboe.

Then Morris and Kendall with their pretty smiles,

Next to McAllister, Mitchell and Miles,

We now see Nichols who has much to say

And Neikirk and Powell who hold; for the whole week during Christ- full sway

When then. Elizabeth and Ella Smith you spy You're bound to see Shockley with her "wicked" eye.

Then Sprecher and Snyder who are very small,

Are followed by Summers and Saun- ders tall,

Then comes Simmons, our section athlete,

With Thomas sitting in the very next seat.

Then comes Watkins with wit two- fold,

And Young and Yoder worth their weight in gold.

This is the end of Senior IV,

But wait 'till next time and we'll tell you more. PAULINE BAILEY, Sr. 4.

THE MISTLETOE.

Margaret Hoban.

Long, long ago, when the world was young and uninhabited and only the trees and animals were here, a little vine made its home on an oldin the paths of right for our own

poplar tree. When winter came and the trees all lost their leaves, this little plant began to get lonesome. It was a bitter cold day and every- thing was so barren that the little plant begun to cry. The tears froze and looked like little berries.

Now this little plant was used to living on the poplar, apple and a few other trees, but had never lived on the oak. The sturdy oak, seeing plete.

its sorrow, told it to make its home shall follow us all the days of our upon its trunk.

Long after this little plant was Miss Greenlaw forever.

called "Mistletoe." It came about

in this way: A little bird called the mistle thrush, had been living on the berries of the Mistletoe (which were the tears that had frozen on it, during its sorrow) and from the ap- pearance of the twig on which the berries grew, it received its named "Mistletoe."

A certain class of people called Druids, found the Mistletoe on the oak and decided it was some sign from the Gods.

This is their story of The Origin of "Kissing under the Mistletoe."

We are reminded that even Gods, and Goddesses have trouble.

The wicked spirit Loki hated Bul- da. He was jealous because Blada was the favorite of the Gods. He

made an arrow of Mistletoe and gave it to the God of Darkness (who was blind) to test. The God of Dark- ness shot the arrow and killed Bal- da. He was later restored to life and the Mistletoe was given to the Goddes of Love to keep, every one passing under it received a kiss as a proof that it was an emblem of love rather than that of death.

Years later it became the old Eng- lish custom to hold "House Parties" assets

mas. During this time the relatives and friends entertained themselves by playing games, dancing, and hav- ing good winter sports. The house And time is yet another thing Which we must never waste, was trimmed for the occasion and the "Mistletoe," held a very impor- So save the minute as they fly And we'll no sorrow's taste.

tant part. It was placed in a little ; cozy corner and often started. ro-

mance, for in many instances the By nature an example's set Knight or Baron was too backward For every one to follow, or too sedate to think of kissing his fiancee until she passed under the Mistletoe.

Even today that old custom of "Kissing under the Mistletoe" is a part of the entertainment and en- joyment in "House Parties".

MARGARET HAGEN, Sr. VI.

A PSALM OF SR. VI.

Miss Greenlaw is our adviser. We shall not want. She helpeth us in all our section meetings. She ask- eth us to sit up in assembly. She restoreth our hopes. She leadeth us sakes. Yea! though we

walk through the valleys of doubts and fears, we shall fear no evil for she is with us. Her smiles and kind words, they comfort us. She acteth as a shield for us in the presence of our enemies. She filleth our lives with kindnesses, our joys are com- Surely peace and happiness life and we shall remember our dear

MARY HILL.

"THRIFT."

Some think that fortune comes by fate,

Some think it comes by luck,

While others quite as firmly think It comes to men of pluek.

But fortune only comes to those Who tuck the dimes away, And watch them with a careful eye To dollars grow, each day.

Such growth of dimes and dollars is A boost toward life's ambition, No matter what one wants to do. Thrift is one requisition.

Of reaching heights in any path By which we wish to wend Our way thru life; and so 1 ask, Take my advice, dear friend.

But do not think that shining gold Is all there is to save,

For other things are needed too, Our road thru life to pave.

Our health and strength are great

On this Highway to Fame, And we must garner of them both, The prizes to attain.

'Cause nothing's ever wasted there, She e'en abhors a hollow!

In M. S. N. S. you will find Us saving all these things, And thus we're ever fit to meet Whatever duty brings.

We save our health by proper food We save our strength by "ball," Of various kinds for boys and girls As you can well recall.

And never do we waste our time, But work hard every day, And so we're able to compete With others every way.

And so, if you'd be in the lead, And stand in the first rank Among your friends, just put your cash In our trusty Normal Bank. "JACK" Junior VIL.

NOT FORGOTTEN.

A widower ordered a headstone for his wife's grave. The inscrip- tion concluded with: Lord, she was thine. When it was finished it was found that the stonecutter did not have room on the stone for the "e" in thine.

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THE ORIOLE

"FRICTION FACTS."

This is Free Verse,

I guess I better

Tell you what it is So that you won't Be puzzled.

Or, so that if you Have read this far And are not held Spellbound,

You had better Stop right here. We are having

A light cut

Iu the North Parlor.

We are allowed to stay up Until eleven o'clock. Thrills!

What are we doing? Some of us,

Two, I mean, Are studying Bonser.

Do you know him?

At least you have

Heard the Seniors Discuss this worthy topic. "Outlining Bonser."

For the last two months

One of our group,

(The one in the Japanese Kimono), is doing School Room Management.

I wonder what kind Of Managing she'll do ( ?) The one in the black And white sweater Is making an informal Test in measuring The intelligence of Some imaginary child. I wonder if that child will be able

To uphold the reputation Of other imaginary children. ( ?) The two over here on My right are telling Us what time it is, "Ten of eleven," I hear. "Guess I'd better hurry," I just hear.

The one sitting. on The floor in front of me, Heaves a sigh. Another intelligence test

On the road to ruin! The one in the Japanese Kimono has just Informed us that She has to wash Before she goes to bed. Guess we'd better Declare a Holiday. There my "Bonser"

Is finished- At least my light Cut is cut, so Goodnight. I thank you.

M. THOMAS, Sr. VI.

Henderson ( (in kitchen) - Bay, there's a fly in this coffee.

Waiter-That's all right, let him burn to death.

KWEER KWESTIONS AN- SWERED.

Dear Editor: If you were in Miss Munn's class and she called on you unexpectedly and you didn't know the question, what would you do? WORRIED.

Answer: Nothing. Register ex- treme dumbness and pray to high heaven she'll pass on.

Dear Editor: What would you do if Mr. Walther called you a "si- lent sitter?"

X. Y. Z.

Answer: Immediately jump from your chair to the top of the table and let out an Indian war whoop.

Dear Editor: Please tell me what Mr. Bishop means by his "what nots" and "jist of the matter?" ANXIOUS.

Answer: Pardon the editor.

doesn't understand Greek.

Dear Editor:

What is meant by

the term "scientific?"

MARY ANN.

Answer:

Consult Dunsmore Fos-

ter.

Dear Editor:

How can I keep

from hearing noises at night?

NERVOUS.

Answer: Stuff cotton in your ears.

Dear Editor:

What is a "P. A."?

JUNIOR.

Answer:

The editor hasn't one

so doesn't know. Advertise for in-

formation in The Oriole.

Per F. E. F.

THE A. K. D.'s ORGANIZE.

All of the members of the Alpha Kappa Delta Sorority were present at our first meeting with the excep- tion of our Titian haired sister, Lola Griffith, who has embarked on the sea of matrimony.

We feel sure that our President, Frances Grimes, is energetic enough to take care of our business very well. For our Vice-president we have Hazel Murray; Secretary, Vir- ginia Powell; and Treasurer, Cath- erine Schnebly.

We now have, in addition to our Senior members, Junior girls from all parts of Maryland. There has been no time lost in gaining "pep," and already, we have had some very good times together, and we are planning for "the year of years for our members."

HELEN WELSH.

Miss Van Bibber-How many in this class are studying Sir Francis Drake? All the Drakes raise their Diamonds hands, please!

SELF-STARTERS.

Do you have the classifying hahit? If you do, here's an easy one: All people, teachers and taught, may be divided into two groups-self-start- ers and those who have to be cranked before they will budge an inch.

Your self-starter teacher is the salt of the earth. She's the get- there, do-something kind. It's she who blazes the trail of educational progress and : who gladdens the heart of the superintendent. Here

are the wheel tracks that mark the road to accomplishment. She is ever on the look out for live, func- tional material. She is never satis- fied with what she is doing, but year after year she tries out new ideas and new methods. She is the real prestige builder for the system.

The one who has to be cranked tags after the self-starter and gets her meal ticket from her. She ney- er did an original or contributive thing in hr life. She is never a plan follower and order taker-but an honest-to-goodness educational sales- man .- From Putting Your School on the Map.

A PERSPICACIOUS AUDITOR.

"I want tax reform!" he bel- lowed. "I want tariff reform! I reform! want trust reform! I want social I want money reform! I want- "Chloroform!" shouted a man in the crowd .- From The Torch.

THE STEBBINS-ANDERSON COAL & LUMBER CO.

Dealers in Coal, Lumber, Hardware,

Bullders' Supplies.

Towson, Md.

Riderwood, Md.

(10)

HERGENRATHER DRUG CO. Prescription Druggists

Aim-SERVICE

Motto QUALITY

Headquarters for school supplies

since 1904.

Agents for Kodaks and Waterman's

Fountain Pens

Maryland

Towson,

(10)

Established 1873

A. H. FETTING MANUFACTUR- ING JEWELRY CO.

Manufacturers

Greek Letter Fraternity Jewelry

213 N. LIBERTY ST.

Fine Jewelry

(10)

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THE ORIOLE

EXCHANGE COLUMN.

This is the latest venture of The Oriole. Through it we hope to be- come hetter acquainted with our friends who are exchanging publi- cations with us.

Due, possibly, to loss in the mails some of the exchanges have not been received. Those received this month are:

Alcohi Mirror-Cumberland. High School Life-Preston.

East Carolina Teachers' College News-Greenville, N. C.

R. S. N. Grapurchat-East Rad- ford, Va.

St. John's Collegian-Annapolis. Harford Democrat-Bel Air.

N. A. N. S., The Pine-Flagstaff, Arizona. The Talisman-Seattle, Wash.

Red-"Your beautiful hair

re- minds me of a beautiful song." Nannie-"Really?"

Red-"All over nothing."-R. S| N. Grapurchat.

CRUEL FATHER!

Son: "Is it true about the ass dis- guising himself with a lion's skin?" Father: "So the. fable goes, but now the colleges do it with a sheep skin."-The Pine.

Mary-How would you like to go for your honeymoon in an aero- plane?"

Lena-"Not me! I'd hate to miss all the tunnels."-St. John's Col- legian.

Harold M .- "Get away from that radiator; the weather isn't cold."

Thor H .- "I'm not warming the weather; I'm warming my hands."- Talisman.

MUSIC NOTES. "What is your occupation ?" "I used to be an organist." "And why did you give it up?" "The monkey died."-The Pine.

CIRCUS PLAY.

Small Child-Are you the trained nurse mamma said was coming?

Nurse-Yes, dear, I'm the trained nurse.

Small Child-All right. Let's see Kbe.S"SHRDLUaoinRDLUoi you do some of your tricks .- Har- ford Democrat.

Young wife, (readIng her new movie scenario) -"Two burglars here enter the living hall, and the clock strikes one."-Alcohi Mirror.

Of all the words These are most sad, "I did not get That check from dad!" -Radford State Normal- Grapurchat.

Of all the words These are most gay, "I got that check From dad, today!"

Of all the words These are most cruel,

"Daughter, come home From Normal School!"

Of all the words These are most brave, "Dad, I'm sticking, So you can rave!"

Of all the words I think these win, "I'll stick and get That old sheep-skin." "GUNDY," '24.

THE UNWRITTEN BALLAD.

One day our teacher said to us: "Now boys and girls all, A ballad for me you must write When on you I shall call."

That night when in my room I sat, I thought both hard and long, About some goodly subject On which to write a song.

I thought and thought, but all in vain, A subject for to choose,

I took off my collar and my tie, And then I shed my shoes.

My room-mates tried to held me out, But all to no avail, Į gnashed my teeth, and tore my hair, And began to weep and wail.

Then up I got and paced the floor To find an inspirataion, It was this task that caused me Suffering of long duration.

At last the midnight hour pealed forth,

And oh, alack! alas! For then I knew that I must go Balladless to class. HELEN CARPENTER, Jr. 6.

A BOUQUET.

Miss Lida Lee Tall, Pres. M. S. N. S., Towson, Maryland.

My dear Miss Tall: Just a word to tell you what a splendid school you have and what a great pleasure it was to meet your students.

If any of them are ever in New York, I hope they will drop in to see us. May I also tell you what a pleas- ure it was to meet you personally? As I told you before, we should be (5)

very appreciative of your interest and co-operation in our work. Sincerely yours, PROF. HAPPY.

Fierce Lessons. Late Hours. Unexpected Company. Not Prepared. Kicked Out. -From the Concord Argos.

Gifts in Art, China, Leather Goods, Books, Toys,

THE DULANY-VERNAY CO.

Social and Commercial Stationers 339-341 N. Charles, St., Baltimore, (10)

Phone, Mt. Vernon 1052

J. TROCKENBROT & CO.

324 W. Saratoga Street

Opp. Brager's Baltimore, Md. Original and Special Designs to Order We Can Duplicate Any Pin Makers of State Normal Pins & Rings (10)

TOWSON SERVICE STATION

L. J. MASON, Proprietor

York Road and Willow Avenue Phone, Towson 554. (10)

You Are Invited To Bank With THE TOWSON NATIONAL BANK Opposite the Court House Open Saturday Nights

4% Interest on Savings Deposits

(10)

Start a Savings Account With THE SECOND NATIONAL BANK 4 Per Cent. Interest

TOWSON

MARYLAND

(10)

"OUR SECOND HOME"

KEENE'S

York Road and Burke Avenue

(10)

Vernon 2355 THE FLAG, BANNER AND PENNANT SHOP

Successors to Sisco Brothers

R. H. Taylor, 302 Park Avenue

BALTIMORE, MD.

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THE ORIOLE

EL TORREDOR Y SI SENORITA

There once was a gay senorita Who lived across the main;

With mantilla black and bandana red,

She captured many a swain.

Now this gay senorita One time while on a tour, Chanced to meet by unknown fate, A handsome young torredor.

This torredor with dashing speed Came riding forth one day,

To see his dark-eyed senorita,

An da few words to her say.

"Tomorrow at three at the arena l'll be, Waving my colors of red,

With the angry bull rushing on to- ward me,

Then a stroke from my spear- he'll be dead.

With her flashing eyes and her haughty swing,

She smiled at her torredor,

And turning away, and smiling once more,

She hade farewell to her hand- some senor.

So next day at hree Chiquita did go, (For that was really her name) To the arena to her her dashing senor Capture the bull and win fame. "Fame you have won," Chiquita did say To her handsome young torredor. "Yes, fame I have won, but far bet- ter still,

I've won you for my wife," said the handsome senor.

THELMA JENSEN, MARGARET OWENS, WILLSIE WILLIAMS, Junior 5.

VENI, VIDI, BUT NOT VICI.

Stanley C. Turner, Jr. 7

Her mother let me in and led me into the porlor. I was told to sit outpointed our two rivals, the final score ended once in a scoreless tie with Tome, and a 1 all with Towson.

down and Martha would be there in a moment. Then I was left to my own thoughts. Oh! those thoughts! In the Towson game our team wondered how I should begin. showed real class and superior play -! Should I say "Will you have me, ing throughout the scrimmage, but Martha?" or "Will you marry me," were unable to claim a win at the or "What in the dickens?" I won- end. Due to a miscalculation on I the part of the referee, which gave dered what my father had sald. half wished it was the Cave man's the Towson High a goal, we had to age, but it wasn't, so I decided to be satisfied with a tie.

think of something else; how did 1

We journey to Tome with a reso- look? Just then I looked up and lution that nothing outside of a tie there was a mirror. My hands stood would satisfy us. Here again were out like a-a field of wheat in the we due for a disappointment, for, their trunks.

"Sahara." I put 'em in my pockets. although playing at our best, condi- No! that wouldn't do. I them in my lap, but that made me, look like an old mald aunt about to lecture a small boy on the morals of men. Perhaps if they just hung

naturally, worse! They looked like hams on a string.

Just then something made me jump. My heart came up from its natural abode and proceeded to argue with my palate, the door opened. I stood up on one foot and jiggled the other, fixed my tie, smoothed my hair, put out my hand and uttered a sound that was some- thing between a giggle and a snort, although all this time 1 was in a semi-conscious state of being.

We sat down and talked. I

couldn't have told a half hour after- ward whether it was about the weather or the League of Nations. There was a silence. I knew my time had come. How should I be- 1 gin? Must I get on my knees? decided to drop my handkerchief and then stay onmy knees. I dropped the handkerchief and got down, and lo! I heard something rip, I couldn't tell whether it was externally or in- ternally. I hoped internally, but I I feared otherwise. "Martha-er-er Martha will-a-will, er-Martha -a-''

"Hadn't you better begin over again? I haven't an idea what you are trying to say?" I bit my tongue severely and started over with fresh courage.

"Martha, will you marry me?" I asked, as 1 grasped her warm hands in my clumsy one.

"Is that what you have been try- ing to say. No, I rather think we're both too young."

I got up, stuttered, stuttered some- thing about a friendship, and flew! outside, John Flater; centre half, out of that house with my coat tail ! so stiff any one could have played marbles on it. I'm off women and anything pertaining to the feminine gender for ever.

BOYS' ATHLETICS.

Soccer.

Surely the Goddess of Ill-Luck turned her face upon our Soccer team in the last games played by us. Although by superior playing we

the cold in a country store, in which place they ate cakes, candy and ice cream while playing Barney Google on the time worn victrola. Bollinger also did his part in creating amuse- ment by playing heartrending selec- tions on the saxophone. We finally arrived at Tome in a Tome bus. If you are anxious as to how bright our boys are, ask one one of them just what they did to the bridgekeeper on their way back.

On December 14 and 15 our team journeys to Middletown and Clear- spring for two games that will end a perfect season for M. S. N. S. in soccer. This trip is a befitting end to our soccer career, and we hope an interesting one to our team. Every one of us will anxiously await the results of the two games.

In January our interest will be centered upon basket ball rather than soccer. We have already start- ed practice and hope to put upon the floor for the first game a team that will uphold the reputation made by the soccer team. Due to the efforts of Owen Thomas, basket ball man- ager, a program is in the making that will hold the interest of all our fans. We need cheer and song prac- tice so that we can make the audi- torium ring.

Below is a complete soccer team line-up, with substitutes. Later we expect to print a picture of our team in The Oriole: Center, Robert Wright; lef inside, Alvey Hammond; right outside, George Houck; left Millard Garman; right half, Clifton Morris; left half, C. Gardner; right full, Paul Hoffmaster; left full W. Bollinger; Substitutes - Owen Thoms, George Schmit, J. Fiery. D. Curry, R. McCann, U. Bowman.

BEATITUDES.

Blessed is the minister who cuts his sermons short, for his popularity is assured.

Blessed is the man who can dance well ,for he will have bids galore.

Blessed is the telephone operator who forgets to ask for the nickel, for she is a friend indeed.

Blessed is the chaperone who sits on the front seat, for she hath un- derstanding.

Blessed is the teacher who does not consider her subject the most important one in school, for she is a rare specimen.

SOUNDS LIKE VACATION.

The trees are leaving. We see

The Oriole may dig and toil, 'Till it's finger tips grow sore,

folded tions were such that the ball would; not go between the bars for us. The boys did enjoy themselves on theBut some poor fish is sure to say trip, due to a breakdown to thel I've heard that joke before F. P., Jr. VII. truck. The team found refuge from

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THE ORIOLE

THE LITTLE RED SCHOOL HOUSE.

There was a school upon the hill, A quaint old school was it, With windows short and small, And doors which did not fit.

The teacher there was very strict; Her pupils they were bad, And she was often heard to say, "I fear they'll drive me mad."

She ruled them with a hickory stick, And thi sshe ne'er laid down,

From morn till night, the stick would go,

To crack them on the crown.

But when the school term did ex- pire, Her children little knew; For ruling by the hickory stick Will never, never do.

The next year to the school did come, A teacher bright and fresh,

Who handled them with rules quite right,

Straight from M. S. N. S.

That same old school today, you'd think,

'Twas quite a different place, And in it every day you'll find A bright and happy face.

HELEN PERRY, HELEN NEELY,

Junior 6.

FIRST DAYS IN A RURAL SCHOOL.

The other day I caught myself day-dreaming in class period. Luck- ily no one noted my vacant stare or there might have been a different tale to tell the folks back home. Sometimes daydreams are the only periods we allow ourselves for a look ahead. I was prohing into the fu- ture a bit, thinking of what I would do after I finished Normal. The class must have been Rural School Management, for strangely enough, I thought of myself as the Principal of a one teacher school some where in the wilderness.

It seems that I had arrived in the neighborhood about two weeks be- fore the beginning of school. Dur- ing this time I had found a place to board and had become acquainted with quite a number of the ordinary citizens of the neighborhood, not to mention the blacksmith and the storekeeper, (the town was named after him, by the way). Moreover, I had been to church so that I might get some more free publicity and had noted, to my satisfaction, that everybody was telling everybody else that there was the new school-teach- er and "Doesn't he look young and

1 know 1 was day-dreaming). The day that school began 1 was on hand fully half an hour before opening time. This gave me a chance to "look 'em over" and get an idea of what I had on my hands. At nine 1 put some oil on the pump

After collecting the report cards from the children who had them and telling the others not to for- get them tomorrow, I grouped my charges temporarily into about five groups for convenience sake and proceeded with the business of call- ing classes. The work was a sort of review or resume of the field that had been covered the previous year. This gave me an inkling of the background the children had been I given and an insight into a few of their individual characteristics. told a Bre'r Rabbit story to the be- ginners, I resolved next day to tell them a hed time story. By this time I had exhausted my first day plans. I had invited one of the trustees to visit the school on the opening day and give a little speech. He turned up about fifteen minutes af- ter I had given up hope of his com- ing, but he landed at the critical time; I

short speech.

He hegan by saying that he had not expected to be asked to talk, but had come over just to see how we were coming along, which was stretching the truth pretty far, I believe that he only came over to talk. He interpreted short in the same manner that I have heard a lot of political speakers use it. When he got tired of repeating his short speech he sat down. I thanked him saying that I hoped he would come again, some other time.

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Oriole and Tower-Light, 1922-1927, Part 45

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.) Publication date: 1922-1927 Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.) Number of Pages: 1024

Author: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Publication date: 1922-1927
Publisher: Maryland State Normal School (Towson, Md.)
Number of Pages: 1024