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About The Chemawa American (Chemawa, Or.) 19??-current | View Entire Issue (April 3, 1918)
3 MAY 8 y COPY y r r - - I 19b6 9bb A W A • The Chemowr American P r in t e d a t C h e m a w a , O re g o n , a n d D e v o te d to th e In t e r e s t s o f In d ia n E d u c a tio n Vol. X X W e d n e s d a y , A p ril 3, 1918 REPO RTER’S NOTES B y R ob ert D o w n ie The knitting class took advantage of the sunshine last Thursday and took their lesson out on the lawns. On Wednesday last the bakers put out a fine hatch of war bread. This will no doubt coine regularly. After a short sick spell, Mr. Swoboda, the shoe and harness maker, is able to be back at his work again. G. W. Eyre, of Salem, visited Chemawa last week. He came to look over the pigs with a view to pur chasing. Last Thursday the painters started painting the lock up. It will certainly present a much better appearance when finished. Joe Bettles, our south paw pitcher, will probably spend his summer vacation in pitching for some team in Astoria. Joe is a good pitcher and will hold his own. On Friday last Janies Crane left for his home in Pendleton, Oregon. His visit was for the purpose of being examined for the draft. He will return as soon as possible. Four of Mrs. Brewer’s knitting class finished the knitting of washclothes and have started to work on Belgium squares for the base hospital “ over th ere.” This knitting class is doing fine work. Owing to the fact that William Johnson, our barber, enlisted in the navy, Mr. Bent, the nearest to the shop, fell heir (tem porarily) to the position. He was seen in action last week cutting some of the smaller boys’ hair. His work is good. Tom Potter, son of T. W . Potter, former superin tendent at Chemawa, recently received a commission in the national army as 2d lieutenant and is now lo cated at Douglas, Arizona, in the 15th U. S. Calvary. He is well known by many of the Chemawa students and it is certain that he will make good. The baseball game with Oregon University last Friday was cancelled on account of shortage of funds. Our association is not able to foot such a heavy bill as they would require, but a game will be had sometime in the near future. Our team will doubtless be seen in action with the Oregon State team sometime soon. No. 24 Last Thursday the ones who were considered lucky about Chemawa were Mrs. Risser, Mrs. McCrosson, Miss Scholder, Miss W hite, Mr. Scott, Mr. Devol, and Mr. Bent. They all sat down to a splendidly prepared dinner at the domestic science department, which wa» prepared by the ninth grade girls. Be good and luck may be yours sometime. STICK TO SCHOOL The following article appeared a few days ago in the editoral columns of the Oregonian and it is worthy the most serious consideration of students everywhere: Secretary Lane has added his voice to the chorus of requests that Americans make an especial effort to keep the schools up to the maximum standard of efficiency during the war. He says that, despite the progress of education, the annual school tetm in most American cities is still not more than 180 days after holidays are deducted, and in many cities it is even less. This means that children who are never absent attend school less than half the days of the year, or only a little more than one hour in ten. It is expected, of course, that the rule will be sanely applied, and older children will weigh their opportunities for education with the bene fits of war work in the country, but there are large numbers whom it is felt would be better off at school than out of it with the exception of a reasonably short vacation period. The demand for trained men and women in the reconstruction years of the world is certain to be so great that it is felt that no time should be lost. A P E N N Y ’S T R IP Seven years ago I was under.the surface of Nevada. Soon I felt myself being dug up. Then I was put in to something I heard a man call a freight car and I was taken to a copper mill. I was pounded into fine little pieces and separated from the dirt and rocks. I was then taken to a big city, to a mint and I was formed into a little round thing. I would not have known my name now if I had not heard a man say, “ There will be enough pennies this year for everyone.” Soon I felt myself in the hands of a man in a big store. Then I was given to a little girl and now I am in her hand. I wonder what will happen next?— Maud Heay, Fourth Grade.
