DEPAR'IMEN'IS DEPAR'IMENTS Classes THE QUIVERIAN JOSEPHINE DAHLIN Organi.3ations Vol. 1 No. 1 Facult!I (Mag-ann) ELLYN KRAMPER DOROTHY PATTON Editor Uma Waite Sports Features Assistant Editor Mar�aret Brooks JOHN THOMSON MAE OLDEN BARCUS Business Manager Geor�e Jewell ELLA MAE DICKINSON Artist PRIN'IING Dorothy Pearson Photo�rapher PRINTING JIMMIE HANSON .Bob Kenny PAUL MESERAULL VERNON HOLMGREN Secretary Lavon Bibb COLER ST EPHENS WILLIAM KELLNER Appreciation is expressed to William Hughes of the Kansas ons TRIMBLE STANLEY LUCICH City Star /or many of the pictures used in this Quiuerian. EVE RTON VAUGHN FACULTY: H. LEE KAMMEYER, PAUL S. PHELPS, LILLIAN BOHL, CLARENCE BOLZE, E.i Published and Printed b!I Students of tbe Journalism and Printing Departments KANSAS CITY KANSAS H.S. Memories of Wyandotte 1934 -LeRoy Westbrool{. '34. KANS. CUlt You ask me for memories of Wyandotte I remember my very 1u,c u"-y, The old School that is no more? How big and long were the halls! Yes, I could tell to you a lot And how little J round to say, Of Wyandotte and its lore. How close and comining the walls. Yet why should we dwell on the past Then as confidence came ad grew And grieve over ashes and dust? And I felt that I was at home, The future is what counts at last I learned and was no longer new And face it we can, and must. And I felt no wish to roam. Yet, it might be well to remember In football, I made my letter A few of the days of old, And I have known the thrill, And the golden ones to number Of knowing that we were better Making sure that the tale is told. Than those who matched our skill. Its days date back, before my time, My days at Wyandotte, are over But I must begin with myself And the dear old days are done, For all that goes into this rhyme, Yet I shall always love Her And leave old days on the shelf. And remember days that are gone. I've gone to school all my life So farewell, the School I knew, Right here in this very town­ And hail to the one to be, Up through fun and strife, And may her students new 'Til I'm ready for cap and gown. Keep Her spirit grand and free! Wyandotte A Tribute It was more than a massive building A tribute to Old Wyandotte? Of mortar, brick and stone, Yes. the best that I can give. More than hallways and classrooms Where often we did roam, Your frame 'tis true, may be forgot, There was something about that building But your fame shall always live Down on the Ninth street block, Something about the library, halls, The old hall clock, the trophy case, And yes, the old school clock- They knew what we had gained­ That bring back treasured memories Though ourselves from them are severed, They bring us mem'ries of that place Those hours of joy and gladness Where once the Bulldogs reigned. Will live in hearts forever. -Alice Simmons - -Jae� Arthm K.C.K. P L A y 'The QUIVER/ANfor 1934 1 To\,Ver Builders An Editorial by Uma Waite N.D the L rd f the Place spa�e unto �, � the people dwell in his poor tower forever! This is my will." and said, I bid each one of you build A for me, in Where the Lord next stopped He found a laborer , a tower. my absence I shall reward you on my toiling diligently, heedless of his neighbors-heedless even return." of the Great One's presence. So saying, He departed and went hence into a far "Worthy laborer, why toilest thou unceasingly?" place where He thought how He should reward them­ queried the Lord. each according to his wor�s-when He should come "I see� the favor of my Master. I must built this again. tower well for Him." The Spirit Lives On And the people builded, and lo, the day came when "But see; thy neighbor," the Lord spo�e on, "he hath the Lord returned to view that which had been done, fallen beneath his load. Pause now, and help him." and unto a certain man He said, "Show me thy tower." "I cannot," was the man's reply. I have no time for The man replied, "My Lord, behold." him. I must build my tower." And the Lord loo�ed and beheld a gaudy tower, "'N.o time?" the Master as�ed. 'Then toil thou on." A bearer of hope resplendent in bits of glittering glass and shining metals And spea�ing thus, He moved along to where a tower stood half done. He noted with pleasure the fine A bearer of dreams and the Lord also saw that the materials had been hastily material and the splendid wor�manship, but He sorrowed Where bundles of rays selected and constructed; the foundations were poorly to see that the builder was gone. Were shaped into beams; founded; the war� was not well done. Turning to the careless builder He said, "Thy treach­ "My Lord," in hesitant voice, "My tower, it is not done!" Each ray a talent erous tower be thy reward." The Lord turned round to face a man whose mee� but Each beam an ideal Passing on, the Lord came to where a great tower of gigantic proportions was builded. honest and courageous features showed �een disappoint­ Where a goal once vague "Whence," He questioned the wor�man, "came the ment at his tas� undone. Became something real; material which was required to build so mighty a "I thought, my Lord, to have it finished," he said, tower? Surely, I left you not so much." "but you see, my neighbor is blind and does not see at Out from this structure "My Lord," the wor�er answered, '"tis true that Thou all. I helped him start his war� and my own is de, Of wood and of stone, didst give me little material, but I desired to build some­ layed. When I finally started, another neighbor needed The Wyandotte Spirit, thing great that I might merit Thy good favor, and so my aid. I'm truly sorry, Lord. Forgive!" Sublime-stood alone. I too� from. my neighbor's store that which I required." Slowly a radiant smile lighted the face of the Lord, "Thou thief!" the Lord exclaimed. "Thou hast and he replied, "Well done. Enter thou the tower of The structure went up builded well for thy neighbor. Be it thy reward to my love!" In smoke and in flame, • • But will live forever • • • In spirit and name. ICTURED on the cover of this-The Quiverian the school. Time may erase the date from the mem­ P students, faculty, and friends, but it can never -Helen Klausen, '34. "Mag-Ann"-is the beloved Wyandotte tower which ories of exists no more; possibly it may never be pictured again. erase the spectacular beauty of that dazzling scene. It It now lies buried in the heart of the debris which can never erase the vivid picture of that regal tower still remains a desolate etched in molten gold upon ,---------"'.=-=---::-.:r.-:::;---;::;c------:-------, a blackened sky. Triumph, marker of the school that 11,..,.,__..= once teemed with the life antly it stood while roar, and laughter of youth. ing, dancing flames leaped The builders of the around its base and raced upward to its peak. tower builded well, but For many years the their materials were not tower had symbolized the eter nal. Eventually the old "spirit of Wyandotte." building would necessarily For many years it had wit- have been razed, the ���- nessed, each spring, young tower taken down. Fate ----"--=-- builders leaving the portals seemingly frowned on the - - L--------..:ac=- ----- ---==- of knowledge and starting thought of so common, Senior Ready For The Jxew Deal out to build life towers. place an end; Wyandotte's builders carried into the world ideals end must be beautiful; it must be spectacular. Each year young which they had learned beneath the tower March 3-how easily the date is now recalled-the for service into life the memory of days spent there. end came with a defiant flaming glory which marked and year they may look back to the September days the day as one of the most brilliant in the history of This 'The QUIVER/AN for 1934 2 'The QUIVER/AN for 1934 when they entered the building to continue their edu, prosperous times. It is also little wonder that no small cational pursuits and saw suspended in the main hall number, many of whom were young people, resorted to Wyandotte High ,,-Then and Now a large white sign with an inscription in bold red let, the destruction of their own lives as a means of escape. By Mae Olden Barcus ters of the word "Recovery!" which Prin. J. F. Welle, Elder folk of the present generation have made no N and long established school with as vital and meyer had designated as their watchword for the year. attempt to disguise the fact that desperate odds are old it. Thus it was that the first class to be graduated from a present as Wyandotte High School has They may recall the heading of each day's announce, challenging the youth of today. During the past year A active the high school was a group of eleven young women. have an interesting past. The traditions, act, ments, "Daily Bulletin in the Year of Recovery." While two speakers, both scholarly representatives of the for, is sure to In the summer of 1887 the Palmer Academy closed, ivities, and customs that make up present day school life the entire nation seemed yet enveloped by the woods mer group, addressed seniors of Wyandotte High School and the following fall most of the students from this of depression, members of the big Wyandotte family asserting that, "We the older generation have made a didn't just happen to exist; they all had a beginning some school entered the newly established high school.