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new species of oats, for which discovery the Palestinian
Ciovernnient tendered him a large tract of land. He sold
this land to Farm School which they are now nsing for
post-gradnate courses, so thru this method the colony
was easily settled."

He invited me to stay for supper, but assuring li'm
that my business required my presence I left, with many
thanks for the pardon he promised to get.

The ride back was long and monotonous, and wish-
ing to while away the hours, I i)urchased an American
magazine, which 1 had always enjoyed reading even at
the s<^hool.

A full page advertisement to this effect, attracted
my attention.

Coach Wolf says: —

"The Hutzpah College football team was able to
beat the strong Pitt eleven, by using my strong inimat
able onions. '

"In Onions there is Strength."

Address, Onionville Farm, Abyssinia, Africa

It was nothing less than one would have expected,
for the "Gleaner" once stated that "Wolf, Football and
Onions" was a trio, unseparable.

In New York, I was forced to walk thru the Bowery
due to subway operations along Broadway. I felt rather
hungry but not having time to dine in a restaurant, I
stopp'^d at one of the stands near the curb,
What seemed to draw me to this stand was a sign placed
over an oven of sizzlUig frankfurters.

"Katz's three-legged sausages.
Kan't be Kompared to any."

I purchased a few, bit one, dropped them into a
barrel, placed there for that purpose and agreed fully
with the sign.

But by this time I had associated that sign
with the peddler and shaking his hands vigorously I
informed him of my personage. After our gi'eetings had
subsided, he drew a card from his pocket and said, "If
you ever need a good suit visit this store, they got an-
tiques but they wear wonderful. With the price of lemon
peels sky his^h, and chicken feathers at a premium, the
cotton production in the South is decidedly on the de-
crease, but still I recommend this store to you, because
I get part of the profits on all the customers I send, so
give them a trial."


Glancing at the card I noticed I would have to pass
the store to reach my destination, so I decided to stop in
and see what they would offer me in the way of bargains

As I approached the store, an announcement in one
of the windows assured me that/ 1 was about to meet an-
other member of the 19 class. The sign read:

Revolution on all Clothes

Prices are Boihng Buy while they are Hot

Special Outfitters of Ypsals

That was enough, I had no need to read further,
revolutions and Jack Miller were one and the same.

As I entered the store a tall, young fellow, who
seemed to be the clerk, walked over to me.

"Is Mr. Miller in?" I asked of him.

"He s never in the store," he replied, "When business
is good, he speaks for the Capitalists and when its
slack; he's heart and soul for the Socialists." The clerk
was rather talkative and continued without questioning.

"That fellow don't take any interest in his wife and
nine children at all, — I've seen him many times with
young girls."

This was enough to convince me that Miller had
not changed any since he had left the school.

When I returned to the office, I found a note on my
desk which advised me to go to Philadelphia for an inter-
view with the divorcees Goldsmith vs. Mrs. Nauma Feine
Goldsmith. I thought I had better see the female in the
case first, as she was the one who had started the pro-

She told me that she felt herself entirely right in
wishing to separate and immediately poured out her
grievances to me. "My husband would bring home his
pay envelope Saturday nights and when I would ask
him for my allowance he would feign deafness. Thru
this cunning method I never got a cent from him since
wd was married. One night I plucked up courage and de-
cided to test him. So, while he was deeply engrossed in
one of the novels, Mr. Young's grandfather donated to
him, I dropped a coin behind him. He jumped up quickly
as if from, a nightmare and recovered the coin, he
thought he had dropped. I immediately opened pro-
ceedings against him," she finished abruptly.

As far as I v\^as concerned, I had enough material
for a newspaper writeup, and bidding her adieu, I
wished her the best of luck, for I felt that she was abso-
lutely right in her views.


While purchasing in yticket to return to the Windy
City. I heard a loud, rumbling sound, which resembled
a train nuiking ready to leave the stat'on. Not relishing
a long wait, I rushed unto the platform, only to find
that the rumbling issued from the vocal organs of the
train announcer. To imagine that so much noise could
come fro mhuman throat was almost unbelievable. But
my thoughts drifted for a while and 1 ])ictured Chapel
services at Farm School. I could hear Prof. Ostrolenk
announce the number of the hymn and the>i I saw the
assemblage rise. Immediately the professors pleasant
features changed to a wonied look. In contrasting the
chapel incident with the man nearby, I concluded that
it was none other than Rabinowitz as h^ had always
been the centre of the chapel uproars. My train was due
to leave in a few minutes so I had no thne to speak to

I seated myself comfortably in the train and then
my thoughts seemed to linger constantly on the won-
derful successes of some of my former classmates.
While in deep reverie, a screetchy, wierd sort of a voice,
seemed to reach me from the further end of the car. As
the voice came nearer I could distinguish what it was try-
ing to say. "Get your cigarettes, candy and chewing
gum and the latest song, with a Butte-fui tune, "Farm
School Melody."

I fairly jumped out of seat for it surely was Wm.
Green berg, I had almost reached him w'hen the train
suddenly swen^ed. We were just crossing the Delaware
River and the engineer must have lost control, for I
was thrown from my feet and hi a half conscious mood,
I could hear the cars rip through the iron girders and
splash into the icy waters below^ I then lost conscious-
ness and upon awakening my sensations w^ere varied. I
seemed to be plunging down the icy depths of water.
Suddenly my dowTiw^ard career was abruptly checked.
My shoulder seemed held dow^n by some huge weight.
Thru dim consciousness I heard a stentorian voice be-
low, "Say, young fellow, Doylestown is our last stop. '

I gazed 'round in w'onderment and wlien my eye
fell upon the conductor, who had been vainly trying to
awake me from my slumbers, I realized that I had just
returned from Philadelphia after a wild time at the
Automat and that I was in the Metropolis, of Buckg
county and not the icy waters of the Delaware,


I walked down the State Road, feeling rather joyous
that all had not ended that way, but when I remembered
that it was 2 a. m. and that I had to get up for details
at 5 a. m. I quickened my gait and forgot all.

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Mr, Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen: — It seems
both fitting and proper that we, the class of 1919 for-
seeing that our stay at this National Farm School is
nearing its end and being aware of the uncertainty of
life should leave behind in parting certain properties and
thoughts hitherto possessed by us, to certain of our suc-
cessors, to be designated from among those who were
with us thru our three years and who remain here when
we leave, namely, the Faculty and undergraduates of
the above stated institution the National Farm School.

So sayeth the prophets, "Unto him who hath shall
be given, but unto him who hathened even that which
he hathened shall be taken.

Deprived of wealth we "leave no riches."

Not being wise we leave no wisdom.

Being homely in features we leave no secrets of

But to show our appreciation of and our sympathy
for the above mentioned, namely, the Faculty and un-
dergraduates, do we the class of 1919 under seal, au-
thorize this our last will and testament.

Unto our Director Mr. Ostrolenk we leave a va-
cancy for a freshman class among whom it is our hope,
may he proudly point one spscimen with the rudiments of
a once possessed brain and other marvelous accomplish-
ments as exemplified in the personage of one Leo
Ackerman. Therefore they will not make him nervous
on Monday mornings.

To Mr. Allman, whose genius has arisen to the
great task of disturbing the peace and quiet of Segal
Hall by organizing a Glee Club, we leave a piece of
antique furniture which has appeared before such great
talented artists as Caruso, Tetrazini. Hai'^itz and
"Doc" Miller M. W. and which needs the further dis-
tinction of a place in Memorial Hall to make it price-
less ; namely, our victrola.


To ^fr. Marco\itch. wlio after diligent research
work and perservoranco. dicovorod that it ^vas the
bacillus "sleep" that atTected his chapel sermons, we
leave a speedometer. Hereafter he may avoid walking
fifteen miles instad of ten as the number prescribed by
Fletcher necessary to raise an appetite for breakfast.

I'nto Dr. Massinger whose related experiences in-
varial)ly lead to the hair raising death of his animal pa-
tients we leave the following concoction:

1 lb. nitro-glycerine.

10 tablets bichloride of mercury.

5 gi". chloroform.

G c. c. byroligneous acid.
1 drop N. F. S. eat or coffee.

To be given internally to all his animal patients in
tablespoon doses eveiy hour until the hide raises with
the hair

To ]Mr. Toor our eminent poultry man, who finds
that the only obstacle between chicken raising and
profits, is the feed bill. We leave a certain dead hen to
be found under the brooder.

After careful investigation we came to the conclu-
sion that she will lay the longest without feed.

Unto our matrons we leave heartfelt thanks for
their devotion in their duties towards our welfare.

To Mr. Harmon Craft whose theory, that "Football
affects the N. F. S. student directly as the magnetic
strength of the bed at detail time and inversely as the
square of the distance between it and the Director,' has
revolutionized the football spirit. Therefore we bestow
upon him the honor of coaching the '1919 football team
with the hope that he will imbue the noble youths who
are fortunate enough to be at the Main Barn with the
proper football spirit and give them full knowledge of
the possibility of his theory.

Unto Mr. Howard Young who has gained wide
world fame in priving his renowned theiry, "Leverage
will win the war," yet failed to show the relation be-
tween "rotation and calculation." therefore hving on
his reputation, we leave an intellectual freshman who
will explicitly understand his orders.

To one, Touf (ahas) Ibnatz, who shows nothing
above (his neck) but everything below including his
purple socks, we leave a pair of Segal's trousers.

Unto one noble and modest youth named Abe Katz,



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whose tales of adventure thrill even Farm School stu-
dents, we leave and bestow upon, a gold mine, located
in the north central part of the main bam. There the
very atmosphere smells of adventure, such as even the
gods shudder to contemplate.

To the '20 Class, who but twelve months ago came
to this blessed paradise on earth prepared to find it
Utopian in rule and flowing in milk and honey we
leave one thought. ''Remember thyselves in the days of
thy youth. Don't forget that the next Freshmen class
is composed of human beings and that human beings
can suffer. Do not tell them to scramble like eggs for
James' favor. Do not bid them roll peanuts with their
noses. On the contrary, offer them candy and ice
cream, and pay their way into the movies.

To the Junior Class we leave the role of honorable
seniors. Remember your mission and safeguard our
trust. Be leaders in all school activities; preserve the
schools traditions and strive for the accomplishment of
a better Gleaner. Work for the making of better teams
Pave the right path for underclassmen and boost your
colors Green and Gold higher than ever.

In witness whereof we the undersigned do hereby
swear and declare this to be our last will and testament.
(Signed) :




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M. M. Schlosberg.

Ladies and Gentlemen: — Nature has never given
man a greater task than that of imitating her in her
various arts; that of tilUng the soil not least among

Undoubtedly she was ahead of man in that opera-
tion, making free use of the weather elements and the
myraids of animal life burrowing hither and thither
thru the soil. But man has found here, as in many
other things natural little difficulty for improvement.
First by the crude and simple means of a stick and later
with the now indispensable hoe.

The hoe has always been with us since its
advent the genius of man has made the means of til-
lage almost perfection. It will ever remain with us be-
cause it has a part to play and it plays it well. We have
made the hoe a symbol of our aims — to find the part we
have to play in this school and the w^orld and to play
that part well.

We have taken this particular hoe and have eb-
bellished with our colors green and gold to emphasize
and enhance its symbolic nature.

Green — ^the glory of the springtime — the youth of

Gold — the harvest and the sunshine — the ripe old
age of man.

In conjunction with the hoe they teach us the use-
fulness of a lifetime — to find the part we have to play
and to play it well from green youth to ripe old age.

To you Mr. Groman I give over this hoe. With it
goes the heritage of the Senior class and its duties. In
your hands I leave its sacred trust. For twenty-one
years it has been the guiding hght and inspiration of
each Senior class. Each, to its utmost power, has
striven to uphold its traditions, to raise its symbolic
value a notch higher, to make itself worthy of its

As the hoe has made a niche for itself in the world,
so do you have the task before you of making for your
class a niche in the annals of the schools histoiy of
its classes. You are the pilot of all student acti\ities.
To your hand falls the task of bringing each activity to


a successful termination in its season. I wish you suc-
cess for the ensuing scliolastic year. The regime of the
'19 class ends now with the deliverance of this hoe.
May you cherish and ujihold its traditions, as we have



M. M. Schlosberg.
Ladies and Gentlemen: — I believe I am speaking the
truth when I say that Agiiculture has taken its greatest
leap in progress within the past twenty years. Within
that time it has risen from one the hv.mlilo r-nllings
of mankind to the ranks of the worlds leading indus-
tries. It does not stand out as do some industries, but in
its humble way has kept astride of science.

It has made its advancements as science permitted,
eagerly, assimmilating its discoveries of facts and ad-
vantageouesly making use of its appliances.

Science quickly demolished the impregnable wall of
seclusion suiTOunding this most interesting and impera-
tive of vocations. Once it gained a foothold, once it
penetrated the armor of its traditionally persistent Con-
serva^^ives, ( science swept away in an irresi'^tiible Hood of
enlightment the superstitious of ignorance. The preju-
dices of a thousand years were overcome by its waves
of scientific fact governing treatment of soil and growth
of crops, and appliance of modern invention. 5 vo ho\r,c.
and field, to barn and pen.

Previous to its w^onderful progress the vocation of
farming w^as open only to those fortunate enough to be
direct descendants of generations of farmers. Now it
is open to any one who w^ould make it their vocation,
their hobby, if only the necessary training and knowledge
is acquired and put to efficient use.

To explain before the publication of Agricultural
Literature, the necessary knowledge condusive to farm-
ing, even simple as it then was, had to be gotten by
word of mouth from generation to gener-ition. and sub-
sequent experience, making it possible only for the son
of a farmer to be a farmer.

This condition is done away with at the present
day. The farmer's son of today has no advantage, with


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perhaps the exception of one, an inherent aptitude, over
the city reared boy.

Contrary to the prevalent belief, that modern farm-
ing requires a life-time of assiduous application and
study to make one proficient in its workings, we find
that it is easier for one to be a farmer now than form-
ally, for the reasons I have already set forth. As other
vocations require it, so does farming require several
years of dihgent and study. But after such
training one is a far better farmer tlan the
exception of a century ago. Because where originally
one had to appeal to the farmer direct for farmlore, for
such it only was, largely based on superstition and tra-
dition, it is now possible to get the desired information
fro msources where experimentation has proven its ac-

Anyone in the wide world can be a farmer, not so
long ago it was an impossibility. No particular aptitude
is necessary. The backing of a vigorous constitution and
a willingness to study and work are the only require-

The graduation of twenty-one students today is a
living attestment to what I am trying to bring bick to

To fully comprehend and appreciate the thought I
would bring out it is necessary for you to be thoroughly
cognizant of the type of men comprising my class.

Three years ago we came here for the express pur-
pose of fitting ourselves for an Agricultural calling. We
came straight from the city, with but, the slightest con-
ception of a farmers duties and totally ignorant of any
operations of farming, yet today we are bettr-^r prepared
to fa,rm than perhaps the most advanced farmer of a
century back.

I make this statement advisedly, not boastfullv'. My
sole aim is to show the opportunities afforded the city
man of medium means. Modern facilities for teaching
agriculture are such as to be within the means of the
most destitute. Not so very many years ago the "book-
farmer was laugh to scorn, was ridiculed and prophe-
cied a rank failure, much as the "tenderfoot" in the
west— but only by the conservative. Today he is a suc-
cess. Not only is he a success, but leading in the ranks
of farmer. Ever in the van he owns the best producing
farms, the best developed herds.

Ignorance and inefficiency is iio more tolerated on


the farm then in the office. The augmented demand for
skillei and educated men holds true to the farm as much
as in other vocations. Each year sees an auginented
number of Agricultural institutions. The coming farmer
will he the equal socially to the best in the country.
Farming permits no rapid egress to riches. It Is a long
steady climb, but 't makes one rich in contentment.

Fellow schoolmates you have yet to tra\el the
paths of knowledge we have already trod. P"'or three
years you have participated in our daily occurancos, and
at the parting of ways we are poignantly made aware of
how close our friendship had grown. In parting we
leave in your trust the student activities, so much cher-
'shed by us, with the hope that you will endeavor to
raise them to a higher perfection.

We avail ourselves of this oppo-tunity to
thank the various members of the Faculty,
Board of Directors and matrons. We will long
cherish the favor of your help. You have given us a
home influence so sadly lacking in other institutions.
Under your care and guidance our characters were
molded in proper channels and tempered to meet the re-
quirements of an agricultural calling.

How Dr. Krauskopf, our beloved president,
can be given the credit of this great
occasion in our ilves. He has made possible
the fulfillment of our hopes and ambitions. His love for
this great work, his dihgent perserverance has set us
an example that will be the guiding light of our I'ves.
Mere words fail to express our unbounded appreciation.
A higher tribunal will judge the greatness of his work,
far more to its worth then our heart-felt thanks.

Friends, you are all our friends, we bM you i'.n af-
fectionate farwell. We break and depart our different
ways today But we cannot sever the influences that
consecrate our ties to the school. They are vitally
human; they bind us in love to its traditions and hold
our hearts to its standard.

Fellow classmates this is our parting of ways. For
three years we have had things in common that have
made us as one. Let us ever remember that each, as we
wen dour different ways, is a new born nucleus of the
one, capable of extending the entity of its thoughts and
influences in one of mans most noble callings and in our
hearts ever thank our alma mater. Farev, ell,




Farewell! in wild abandonment I flung,

The portals ope' that held my youth restrained

And sallied forth,

UnsuUied faith in men, and soul unstained,

Untrammeled hopes, ambitions yet untamed.

Farewell! resounding soft, from distant past,
Stoops to my heart and enters whispering.
Forgotten things

That leap from caverns in my mind and bring,
Forth visions that give joy in remembering:

The timid ways of Freshmen days so dear,

In visionary sequence spring to view.

But quick give leiu,

To conquests bold of Junior days: When new

And sweeter thoughts arise and I persue,

The higher ways of Senior life again.

Once more I wander o'er o\^ paths grown dear,

And seem to hear

Glad voices shout of victory, cheer on cheer

And feel the presence of companions near.

Where are they now companions of my youth.
When glorying in latent strength they stood
And faced the world,

Unconquered, glorying in pure manhood,
All gone, not one the sands of hfe withstood.

O turn thou back, relentless sons of time.

Ease my weary heart with old affections

Ope' once again

The portals that my dreams of early recollection

May revive. My last days be perfection.




SCHLOSBERG, MORRIS M., (Age 20, Atlantic City,
X. J.

"Yea — Caesar was ambitious, but — !"

Senior Year — Class President and Student Body
Chairman, second lialf; member A, A., Gleaner Literae
Editor, presenter of Hoe, valedictorian, class play, vice
president Literary Society. Winner post graduate course.

Junior year — Secretary A. A., Gleaner circulation
mana.2;er. class football.

Freshman year — Class football, winner physics

WOLF, GEORGE (age 20, Philadelphia.)
"it pays to study — sometimes."

Senior year — Class V. President, Manager Varsity
football. Gleaner agricultural editor, member A, A.,
class play, wTiter of class will.

Junior year — Class football, varsity football.

Freshman year — Member A. A., liteary society.

MARCUS IRVING, (Age 19, Philadelphia.)
"One hundred per cent, boys — the book can't go \vrong."

Senior year — Class Secretary, Varsity football, presi-
dent A. A., glee club, writer of ''Knocks and Boosts,
Junior class football coach, class play.

Junior year — Class football, varsity football.

Freshman year — class football.

MILLER, JACK, (Age 21, Philadelphia.)
"Wait, just wait, the Socialist party will win yet.''

Senior year — Class Treasurer, class play, member
A. A., member glee club.

Junior year — Gleaner Agricultural editor, member
literary society.

MANNES, JACOB I., (Age 20 Baltimore, Md.)
"Soiiip ])apor and ink and a good stub pen.
And well that's Mamies all over!"

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