SS Leviathan Passenger List Supplemental Information 25 August 1925

Front Cover, Passenger List, United States Lines, SS Leviathan, 25 August 1925

Students wrote copy for this expanded version of a passenger list in this 1925 Students and Veterans Tour of Europe. It is similar to the College Student newspapers of today with a cruising theme.

View the Passenger List For the 25 August 1925 Voyage of the SS Leviathan

SS Leviathan; To My Student Passengers -- Herbert Hartley, U.S.N.R.F. (Commanding Officer); The Students' Log, Editorial Board; Entertainment Committee Members; In The Wake of the News; Dance Laugh and Be Merry, By Eugene Herbert; Mid-Atlantic Olympic Games; "Old Bill" In Paris, By Eugene Herbert; Rules To Follow, By Leonard L. B; A Journey Through Space; Chivalry in the Tourist Cabin; Society Jottings; America Bound; Homeward Bound; Home -- A Poem by H. W. Hayden; and Ace High.

The “Leviathan”

The SS Leviathan of the United States Lines


Pride of that empire whose ambitious mind

And tireless skill gave all to form a great

And fitting symbol of a mighty State,

Whose own home name to bear she was designed

When ruthless War with bloodlust madness blind,

Had slain Earth’s peace and flung this ship afar.

She found a home beneath the New World’s star,

And knew a flag whose folds to all mankind

Mean lofty power with Justice over all.

Now recreated for the arts of peace,

Supreme in splendor, won by Freedom’s call,

She greets the world as wartime passions cease;

And as the summer sunbeams on her fall

She bids us all from care to find release.

—Edward C. Plummer.

Captain Herbert Hartley, U.S.N.R.F.

To My Student Passengers:

Welcome to the Leviathan and I bon voyage on your return trip from Europe. I trust that you are coming back to the United States broadened and fitted, more than ever, to be good American citizens through the back ground of the old world which you have acquired.

You will find that the greatest joy of traveling comes after the trip is finished, sitting in, the
quiet of home surroundings, living again, in thought, the hours of travel in foreign lands.

I am genuinely sorry that my many duties prevent me from welcoming you in person, but 1 take this means to welcome you and bid you Cod’s speed on the remainder of your travels. Herbert Hartley, U.S.N.R.F. (Commanding Officer).

The Students’ Log —Editorial Board— August 23, 1923

  • Chairman, Aft: Mr. Thedore L. Sepessy
  • Chairman, Forward: Mr. Lyman H. Hammond
  • Features: Miss Ruth Anderson
  • Associate Editor: Miss Helen Mourize
  • Associate Editor: Miss Alice Haywood
  • Associate Editor: Mr. F. E. Bowers

Bert Lloyd, Chief Printer-Editor Souvenir Log printed and published on board SS Leviathan, at Sea

Entertainment Committee, Aft

  • H. W. Blank, Chairman
  • Miss Joy Ketchen
  • Miss Ruth Anderson, Asst. Chairman
  • Mrs. Katherine Ward
  • Miss Doris Oesting
  • Mrs. Peggy Martin
  • Mr. E. J. Rebell
  • Mrs. Virginia Fry
  • Miss Dorothy Fognell

In The Wake of the News

We have with us on our return trip, Mr. Richardson, of Oak Lane
Philadelphia. He carries his years in a deceiving manner, for the 77 years of age, is dignified, courteous and active. May this trip add many years to those he carries so lightly. He is accompanied by his daughter, Mrs. Ashmead.
—A. H. L.

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It is amusing to note the bored expression with which the flappers puff their weeds. Wouldn’t be so bad if they were artistic about it and had the necessary finesse. But, say, what can you expect?
—S. W. L

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Miss Agnes V. Birmingham, a niece of Mayor Hylan, after obtaining her Ph.D.
degree from Oxford University, was entertained at Bath by the Lord Mayor and Lady Macalaster and at Kingston-on-the- Thames by the Lord Mayor of that city.

Previous to attendance at Oxford, she was delegated by the New York Board of Education, where she is in charge of Speech Improvement, to deliver to the World Federation of the International School Federation Association at Edinburgh, Scotland, her paper on “International Phonetics.”

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The Misses MacIntyre, of Chicago, have just returned from Paris, where they have been doing research work at the Sor- bonne.

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Dr. Walter H. DeMott was received by His Holiness, Pope Pius XI, in private audience and was the only student among the ship’s passengers to be so honored. He was also engaged in research work at the University of Coimbra, Portugal.

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With apologies to Tennyson? why not the following slogan for the Leviathan:
“And there shall be no loafing at the bar, when we put out to sea.”
—R. A. T.

On all sides I shall be tickled to death when I get home!!
On the side: “Gawd, I could do with a drink.”

The Travelers

We are all returning home from the Old World,

With memories to cheer our future days,

Telling of Italy, France ,and Spain,

With all their old and foreign ways.

On board the ship we make new friends,

Some who found London slow, but Paris gay.

And each one tells of experiences,

Yes, but how they hope to return some day.

To those who stay at home and tend their task,

All through the day our thoughts we send,

Our journeys over singing seas,

Where mountains round deep valleys bend.

We have seen many antiquated things

In cities old and chateaus gray,

But when we think of Biarritz,

“Très joli” is surely what we’ll say.

—Mrs. Hugh Lafferty.

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That tired feeling.

The “when do we eat” look.

“Wonder why I went on that last ‘bust’ in Paris?”

Wish I had bought two more quarts! Life is so hard.

Nothing left to learn.

I’ll never be young again.

Was it all worth while?

The well-worn “ou est” look.

The “dark-brown furry taste expression.”

Wonder who got my last fifty franc note,

Why is Zelli’s?

—F. G. M.

If your wife (to-be) should snore? Would you act and say similar things you were heard to say of a room-mate our first night out?
—R. J. Shearer.

Major B. H. Brood and Howard Bartle, of Chicago, IL, are on board and homeward bound.

Dance, Laugh and Be Merry


Carnivals come, and carnivals go, but the Leviathan, carnivals will go, on forever. Each trip the ship makes, the gala nights seem to gain a fresh impetus. Last night again, the Tourist Cabin both fore and aft, entertained King Carnival and the decks were crowded with a happy throng.
Previous to the dance, forward, a splendid concert was given and an array of excellent talent entertained a very appreciative audience.

Many costumes on view were striking in their originality and cleverness, others pretty in their old style of beauty and quite a few native costumes were on view to show that the Old World had been ransacked for something put of the ordinary.

Many a side ached at sight Miss Doris Oesting presented in her impersonation of a “Tourist Immigrant” she was all decked up in the most prehistoric rig any human being had ever laid their eyes on. She carried an empty cage looking for her “Dicky Bird’’ and I certainly hope she found it. Mr. Spares was certainly the most original in his conception of a sick lady in her deck chair and Miss Dorothy Foggwell looked charming in her Spanish costume.

The Prizewinners were:


  • Most Original: Harold Spates
  • Most Comical: Doris Oesting
  • Most Beautiful: Peggy Marti
  • Special Ladies: Dorothy Fogwell
  • Special Mens: James Bleecher


  • First Most Beautiful: Roma M. Kansterner
  • Second Most Beautiful: Gertrude Price
  • First Most Ridiculous: Fred Winters
  • Second Most Ridiculous: T. Kaufman
  • First Most Ingenious: Lansford King
  • Second Most Ingenious: M. A. Mahlmeister

Among the many other costumes to catch the eye were:

  • Chef: Mr. Bleaker
  • Sheik: Mr. Marti
  • Chorus Girl: Mrs. Marti
  • Chief Officer: Lilian Denske
  • Tod Sloan: H. McCloud
  • Sea Sick Lady: M. Spates
  • Nurse: Alice Sullivan
  • Students’ Steward: Isabell Loew
  • All Eyes: Joy Ketchen
  • Another Officer: Virginia Fry
  • Miss Liberty: Marjorie Vallat
  • Golf Caddie: E. Sullivan
  • Chinese Family: Mr. and Mrs. Berganini and Children
  • Portugese Girl: Mary Schollenberger
  • Briton Fisherman: Miss Bowen
  • Alpiner: Jene Cox
  • Harem Queen: Gertrude Price
  • Malay Courtier: M. R. Hunter
  • Dutch Girl: Carolyn Frepz
  • Tourist Immigrant: Doris Oesting
  • Ku Klux Klan: Margaret Tappel
  • Dutch Girl: Martha Wahl
  • Charlie Chaplin: Miss L. Burns
  • Towels: Patsy Allen and Myra Eldstohl
  • Gipsy: Gladys Linton
  • Market Girl 1: Hattie Davis
  • Japanese Girl: F. Macqueenie
  • The Four Horsemen: Kloos, Focke, Kunz and Luthringer
  • Lydia Pinkham: F. H. Lefering
  • Slovak Lady: Fred Winters
  • Brittany Boy: Roma M. Kansterner
  • Modern Bell Hop: Lyman Hammond
  • Burlington Bertie: M. A. Mahlneister
  • Chinese Coolie: T. Kaufman
  • Elizabethian Page: Cynthia Starr
  • A Lion Tamer: Marie Dresser

Mid-Atlantic Olympic Games

The Mid-Atlantic Games are scheduled for to-day, weather permitting and a keen contested afternoon’s sport is assured. Many returning tourists who have traveled with us on previous trips are looking forward eagerly in the hope of adding one more medal to the one they already hold. Mrs. Peggy Marti will Captain the Sharks and Miss Doris Oesting will take charge of the Whales and judging from the furore of excitement caused at the Ball last night I am sure we are in for a gay old time.

Winners of Events ...

“Old Bill” In Paris


YOU’VE heard of Bruce Biairnsfather and his “Old Bill,” well let me tell you about another “Old Bill.” This particular American gentleman decided to take a trip over the big drink and like a good many more tourists had his plans all cut and dried, but on arrival at his first port of call he found that they did not seem to fit somehow.

Eats! Why that was easy? He studied C. B. & C. (corned beef and cabbage) all the way over in the French language and tried to make it on arrival in Paris and what he really got for his pains was “Sole Marguery;” so he cut out talking French.

That wasn’t all of it; he had heard that the girls in Paris were a gay lot and let it be recorded that “Our Bill” doesn’t think they are gay at all; why he admits he did not even get a smile from any one of them and he saw quite a few. He has also decided that' the taxicab drivers in New York are real decent fellows and the operators of similar conveyances in Paris and London are (well I won’t say it; you must know).

Again the food question—he is of the opinion that the menus make too much of a little thing; it takes half an hour to read it and one minute to eat it, so, he was glad to see the good old SS Leviathan again: “Where they can fry eggs.” Bill had a friend with him on this trip and my! you should have seen his Eiffel Tower, Baris ^ace w^en he ë°t aboard.

It seemed to say: “Thank goodness I’m where the eats come good and plenty without any Parley-Vous.” If you want to know who “Old Bill” is you whistle and I’ll point. The tragedy of the whole thing was to try and bring back the Eiffel Tower, but, it would not go in their suitcases, so they had to be content with a postcard or two.

Rules to Follow

  1. Students must give their right names and wrong cabin numbers when accosted in the (domain of the swaggering millionaires
  2. Male students are not to become en-gaged to wealthy ladies in the first-class cabins, without declaring their actual situation. No restrictions on the female students
  3. All foreigners, uneducated people and non-collegiate New Yorkers found in the student cabin are to be expelled immediately and returned to the carpeted slums
  4. Waiters’ uniforms are not to be bor-rowed for use at first cabin dances, the natives prefer sailor uniforms for the life boats
  5. No one is to walk on the decks after 9.30 P. M., other passengers do not want to be stepped on
  6. Life boat covers are not to be re-moved, they are comfortable enough
  7. When slumming, do not offend the natives, they have feeling too. “Cut me and I bleed; spit on me and I am hurt”—etc
  8. Do not tip more than a dime. Students may be mistaken for first class passengers. We have feelings too!
  9. Be careful of William and Mary, they know their stuff

—Leonard L. B.

A Journey through Space

It was while we were having our passports examined at the LeBourget flying field, outside of Paris, that I noticed her first. Her escort (her husband, as I later learned), was most attentive—and rightfully; she was beautiful, remarkably so, and radiated a feminine loveliness that compelled attention, if not admiration. I “feasted my eyes upon her,” as Omar would say, then my turn came at the window and I lost sight of her.

All of the passengers were in the plane except those for the two rear seats directly back of me. In a moment though, they appeared, and to my surprise, none other than the lovely lady and her husband! The mechanic sealed the door, the motors were started and we were off. True love is true love everywhere, even in the air, and as we left the ground I observed, unnoticed, the couple behind me holding hands as they kissed one another across the aisle. They said nothing—but one didn’t need to hear anything to know that it was a farewell-now-if-we-die-later- darling kiss. It was a sight for the gods; I shouldn’t have peaked, but, as I said, the lady was compelling.

Eating lunch in the air was a new experience. It was a good lunch too, with .a bottle of wine, and I remarked to myself how thoroughly everything was planned. There was even a little pill box included m the lunch with a French label on it reading “Phosphate ,” something or
other which, I presumed to be a remedy for* dizziness. I do not speak French. The wine was good, the sight from the plane was wonderful and I wondered how the Ladyfair (oh, yes; and her husband) was enjoying the trip.

Not so good. She was becoming quite plane sick. Hubby was trying as best he could to make her comfortable. The man on my right had opened the window for air. To sit idly by whilst the damsel was distressed was unthinkable. I must do something. But, what? Ah, yes! The medicine in the lunch box. In a moment I had located it and with much satisfaction handed it to the anxious husband.

For some reason or other the scenery below seemed much nicer than ever, the trip more enjoyable. The lady would, I knew, be immediately relieved by the remedy I had offered. Perhaps she might thank me personally. We might even become acquainted. Perhaps Someone touched me on the shoulder. The lady’s husband was saying something as he returned the pill box I had given him. The roar of the motors silenced his words, so I removed the wadding from my ears and he repeated : “I beg your pardon,” in a manner that denoted both surprise and offense: “But this is TABLE SALT!”

—M. E.

Chivalry in the Tourist Cabin

“In days of old when knights were bold and barons held their sway”—how many times have you seen these lines and pictured to yourself someone in shining armour attending to the wants of his lady with the zeal attributed to those days? But my object in these few lines is not to take your mind back to by-gone days, instead, I wish to compare our more modern methods.

You board the good ship Leviathan at Pier 86 and then on all your wants are anticipated. There are knights in white jackets to take your hand-baggage and convey you to your room. Then your next knight is the room steward who can procure anything you, care to ask for in reason. Then you can ask a thousand and one questions, some of which could not be answered by the uEncyclope\dia Britannica."

But you can rest assured that there is one steward (Murphy) who is always prepared to help you over your difficulties.

The idea of this article is mainly for the benefit of those who may not yet have travelled on this ship. You who have done so can act as living testimonials of the chivalry and courtesy which you received on board the good-ship Leviatham.


Society Jottings

Mr. Edmund J. Kahn, of the 1925 Class of the University of Pennsylvania, is returning home with his wife and nine year old child after a prolonged visit to relatives in Roumania.

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A Solo Player
Mr. Thien considered as an expert polo player was fined double penalty in a no- score game on Thursday evening. He is now seeking American dollars.

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Ringing Of The Bell
Whenever the meal bell rings it reminds a certain Dayton tourist of his school days—ding-a-ling-a-ling for Charley.
Uncle Charlie and his chariot.

Mr. S. Kamin, ultra-collegiate dancer, Arrow collar model and otherwise a Pennsylvania graduate, profoundly asserts that if the weaker sex continue to fall for him in America as in Europe, lie’ll have to take the drastic measure of shaving his moustach.

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Father Kunz, of Cincinnati, not only kissed the Blarney Stone but bit a piece out of it.
Hip! Hip! Hooray! for Father Kunz and his Fourth of July celebration in one of the big tunnels near Genoa. Fire crackers and officers played an important part.

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Did you all get weighed? Walter Focke and his assistants in Group F, of Miami Valley Party, have a new method.

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Who can tell us why Miss Ida Finke, a Dayton Home Economics teacher, should bring a bachelor’s button on her trip abroad?

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While the waves roll—
Some roll their stockings Some roll their cigarettes Some roll their eyes
Some roll all three—and
We are all rolling home.

—“One Who Doesn’t.”
The William And Mary Party A group of fifty girls and boys from various colleges and schools throughout the United States has been spending a Summer of travel and study in Europe under the leadership of Dr. C. C. Fitch- ner, professor of Economics, at William and Mary College and are now returning home or board this ship.

France Switzerland, Italy, Spain and England were visited and a month was set aside for the purpose of study at Bag- neres-de-Bigorre, France, where the Summer school of the University of Toulouse, is located. The Summer’s education is being completed by experience with the night life on board the Leviathan.

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A True Story Lady passenger who boarded boat at Cherbourg, came to cabin 1532 and finding a man occupying the room, said: “I’m booked for this cabin.”
Southampton Man: “And so am I.” Cherbourg Lady: “Are there any other women in here?”
Southampton Man: “Yes, one.” Cherbourg Lady: “Then you’re out of place.”
Southampton Man: “Maybe, I am; but if so I’ve been out of place for the last six years.”

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Froelicher and his toy dog that barks: “Love me, love my dog!”

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Elderly lady in the Vatican at Rome, asked, as several pages in red costumes were engaged carrying in chairs: “Are those men all Cardinals?”

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Foolish Question No. 9,999,999
Overheard in the tomb of the Unknown Soldier, are de Triumph, Paris: “What is the name of the Unknown Soldier, please?”

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A sailor named Robert E. Lees,
Swore that he loved the roughest of seas But a gale one fine night,
Blew away his delight;
How those seas sure did that Tar’s tease!
—Capt. H. J. R.

Tourist III
( With Apologies to W. W.)
I wandered lonely as a “First”
Searching for a pal, ah, me!
When all at once I saw in mirth,
A crowd of happy Tourist III.

Beside themselves they laughed and sang, Chatting and dancing in a gang.
They beckoned to me, smiled and bowed And bade me to no longer roam,
But come on down and join the crowd, Their welcome was: “Be right at home.” Happiness saw I at a glance And joined the gang in sprightly dance.

The Third Class danced, by they Outdid the flashy First in glee,
How could a person but be gay In such a jocund Tourist III?

I danced and played and truly thought, “What wealth to me the gang brought!”
Now oft when in my bunk I lie,
In sickness or in sleepy mood,
It flashes cmss my inward eye,
That terrible First Class solitude;
And then I jump right up in glee And say: “Thank God for Tourist III.”

—D. E. S.

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“The >.best party that has toured Europe this summer,” said Mr. Price, the leader, “is on board this boat.” The trip was a success in every way.

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THE LIFE SAVER Her slender body closely pressed to his, was passionately trusting,
His joyful eyes spoke of the bliss to be, This would get him another medal from Carnegie.
—L. L. B.

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No, sir; Rev. Ben Cox is not alone with his English made suit.
Rev. Frank Varley has been appointed chairman with Miss Joy Ketchen, Mrs. Virginia Fry, Mrs. Katherine Ward, as assistants, to promote the Progressive Euchre and Bridge Party to be held Saturday afternoon in the Dining Saloon at 3 P. M.

The Kappa Sigma Fraternity held a meeting Saturday, August 29th. It was well attended and proved that Kappa Sigma’s from all over America enjoy using the Leviathan.

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During our stay in Switzerland many of us wished we might remain longer than a few days. Mr. and Mrs. Edmond Marti had this golden opportunity, entertaining friends at Les Gettes since the middle of July. They also spent some time in France. Mrs. Marti says it will not be long before she and Mr. Marti will be visiting in Europe again.

Mr. Henry W. Blanks who has been conducting the lively Guy Tombs tour of forty girls from North Carolina is returning with us. Other members of his party sailed at an earlier date. Miss Evelyn Hargraves and Mr. Martin Cannon are the remaining members of the party and are with their leader.

From all accounts we believe the tour was a real success. Sight-seeing was well interspersed with fun.

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After a serious illness, Rev. Ben Cox, of the Central Baptist Church, Memphis, Tenn., has been touring in Europe studying “real folks.” Here he is studying “real folks” in Tourist Cabin. We like this title.

Mr. Everett J. Rebell, of Springfield, N. J., has been spending the summer visiting relatives in Holland and studying architectural and landscape gardening. He is bringing with him a number of paintings for his studio by the famous Dutch landscape artist, Anton Smeerdyk, of Korlentoef, Holland.

The forty-five North Carolina girls who came over July 4th, were presented a mag-nificent floral offering in the name of the Rotary Club, by President O’Connor Giraudy, of the Nice, France, Rotary Club, July 13th, at Nice, France.

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“Ring the bells for Charlie.”

America Bound

(With Apologies to Kiplmg)

On this splendid ocean liner, steaming toward the U. S. A.

With its engine throbbing, throbbing,

And a pilot boat ,a-bobbing

Over stormy seas to meet it and to guide it on its way,

And to bring it safe and slowly up the narrow, winding bay.

For a host of eager people, who have come from far away,

About its decks are thronging,

And are gazing out with longing,

To a land they only know about from what they’ve heard us say.

There are children (can you see them?) looking out across the sea—

Merry boys from Erin’s Island Lassies from the Scottish Highland,

They are trusting in our land so brave and free.

Trusting promises of plenty and of peace and liberty.

They are taking the chance we’re giving to live the life we’re living.

They have left a hundred villages from lands across the sea,

Shall we give a hearty welcome to our friends from far away?

Friends who have come to be our neighbors and to join in all our labors,

Who will help to build our cities and to govern them some day?

They will all bring up their children in our Anglo-Saxon way;

They’ll forget their homes of childhood, “Wë’re Americans,” they’ll say.

But their friends will still remind them Of the lands they left behind them,

So let’s hope they won’t be sorry that they’ve come to us to stay.

—Mrs. Hugh Laff&rty.

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Missed boat at Como—wife aboard boat —passport in my pocket—wife could not pass—waited till next boiat—I did not take next boat, but took auto to Stressa—arrived at Stressa—wife not there—took taxi back to Como—wife took taxi to Stressa—passed each other on road—did not find wife—returned—found her sleeping in peace—$80.00 taxi.

—P. J. Kloos.

Homeward Bound

We care not what the weather be,

A gentle gale, or roaring sea,

Come wind, come rain, we’ll welcome you!

We’re homeward bound, ’neath the red, white and blue!

We have traveled far; new friends we have met,

Many of whom we shall never forget.

Beautiful scenes we saw—we were filled with awe;

We admired them all, you ,and I, and yet,

As we sail toward the west, on the billowy crest,

We cherish more fondly the land of our birth—

The home-land, our loved land, the dearest on earth.

“Good-bye,” dear old England, sunny France and all the others,

We have enjoyed you greatly, you’re the home-lands of our mothers!

We thank you for the courtesy and glad greetings you extended;

Perhaps you will sometimes think of us, The Americans you befriended.

We’ve enjoyed your bread and butter, Your greengages and your jams;

We soon got used to traveling in your buses and your trams.

Your picturesque thatched cottages— Your cathedrals of old stone;

We’ll think of them, and dream of them, Very often when at home.

We extend to you a greeting and a welcome to our shores.

The freedom of America is not only ours, but yours.

Before we reach dear U. S. A.,

The home we’re sailing toward;

Let each and everyone on board Give thanks with one accord

To our gallant Captain Hartley,

His stewards and his crew,

For our comforts and our pleasures

While they piloted us safely through.

Three cheers for all the officers,

And those whom they command;

Three cheers for each youth, maid and man,

No matter how he rates!

Three cheers for the Leviathan,

And our dear United States!

—Virginia Parker Fry.


Ah, the infinite sweetness that lies in the name,
Like music from chords of the heart;
It tells in the magic of fireside flame
Its story of life’s counterpart.

The world spreads its visions, majestic and grand,
With its mountains, white-capped and serene;
With summits piled high by the Almighty hand,
Where the flight of the eagle is seen.

With its lakes that mirror the land and the sky,
In description: confusing, sublime;
A mirage so perfect, enchanting the eye;
God’s poem in soul-stirring rhyme.

With its seas deep-soaked in the drip of the light
That falls from the heart of the sun,
And jeweled by myriads of “eyes of the night”
In the lace that fairies have spun.

With its valleys all verdant and dewy and soft,
Like velvet from loom of a god;
With the firs lifting high their spires aloft
With their feet deep planted in sod.

With its cities all pulsing with fast-moving life,
With its joys treading close on its griefs,
In a turmoil of envy and greed-grasping strife;
Whose facts often beggar belief.

Whose squalor and filth in inconquious sight
Underlap the divinest of scenes;
Breeding vermin and stench where heaven’s own light,
And a temple of God intervenes.

Earth offers these sights and millions of more,
For the eyes of all people to see;
For their minds to consider, drink deep of the lore
That is bound fast in its mystery.

But of all of its wonders, from pole unto pole,
No matter wherever we roam.
God’s greatest gift to the eye or the soul
Is rooted and bound in the home.

’Tis the place where centers the fullness of love;
Love that approaches divine.
The essence of joy that flows from above;
The home which is both yours and mine.

We are sailing along to that wonderful land,
And the “knots” drop fast in our wake;
For we sail on the peerless Leviathan
And of her comforts we all do partake.

I am bound for such home in the heart of the South,
Where the best of all life can be found;
And the prayer of the heart as it comes from the mouth,
Is to speed me to where I am bound.

—H. W. Hayden.

Ace High

He speaks a universal language.
All peoples honor him and delight in his company.
He rules more nations than do all the crowned heads or prime ministers and provisional dictators of Europe.

Each young woman dreams of him as her own Prince Charming and to every young man he is equally attractive.

In fact, the Paris taxi driver is usually willing for him to ride in his cab.
Age and change affect him not at all. He remains constant in wars, plagues and evolution trials in Dayton, Tenn.
He talks loudly.
He flys high.
He is a right gay old bird.
He is the Eagle on the American Dollar.
L. Blythe, N. C.} ’21

Personal Qurps— Why is the serious Harvard Student so frivolous when he is over in the First Class?

An eternal question? —Has Joy another name?

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