JUVENILE SECTION OF "NAPREDEK" CLEVELAND, OHIO, AUGUST 16th, 1939 National Meet Sept. 2,3,4, in Indianapolis The 7th annual National Ath- letic Meet of the SSPZ, in which our Vrtec softballers will be al- lowed to compete for the third straight year in a class by them- selves, will get under way on Saturday, Sept. 2, 1939, at In¬ dianapolis, in what promises to be the most hotly contested title quest since the national soft- ball event was opened to junior competition. A royal welcome awaits each and every visiting player and spectator on his arrival at the headquarters in the “Hoosier” Capitol, and you can bet, when the dust of battle clears away, the send-off will be just as friendly as the welcome extend- ed on the opening day. It is stili too early to make a definite statement on how many teams will be entered in the Vrtec division of the coming tournament, but in ali likeli- hood there will be four and pos- sibly five teams ready when the umpire yells “play bali.” The Jugoslavs of Indianapolis and the Trail Blazer Juniors of Chi¬ cago are certain to be represent- ed with teams, while the Cleve¬ land and Pennsylvania entrants will remain doubtful until final play-offs are completed. Last minute instructions to managers and captains of teams intending to participate in the 1939 tournament are... SEND YOUR ENTRIES, FEES AND RESERVATIONS FOR SLEEPING QUARTERS TO SOPHIE TURK, SECRE- TARY OF THE LOCAL NA¬ TIONAL ATHLETIC MEET COMMITTEE, ON OR BEFORE AUGUST 19, 1939. INFORM THE SECRETARY OF YOUR MODE OF TRAVEL AND WHEN YOU EXPECT TO LEAVE INDIANAPOLIS FOR HOME, SO THAT THE BEST POSSIBLE ARRANGEMENTS CAN BE MAPPED OUT FOR THE CLOSING DAY OF THE MEET. WHILE IN COMPETITION, GIVE YOUR VERY BEST, AND WIN OR LOSE, — PLAY F AIR! CONGRATULATIONS TO GO W AND A MEMBERS! GOWANDA, located about 60 ,miles south of Niagara Falls, is the home of our newest ACTIVE VRTEC and the only one in the State of New York. The report which carried news of its orga- nization and the enrollment of 17 new members by sister ROSE MATEKOVICH, who was elect- ed first Administratrix by the Parent Lodge, came as a happy surprise to me as well as to ali other members of the Supreme Board. It isn’t often we have the pleasure of an announce- ment of this kind, so when it does become known, it leaves a tonic-like effect that gives most of us an added sense of duty and responsibility to the So- ciety. Sister Matekovich, long a member of the SSPZ, is the wife of brother JOHN MATEKO¬ VICH, who for many years has held the Office of Lodge Secre- tary in this community... Both John and Rose Matekovich, ac- companied by Mike Zuber, Frank Samson and two sisters of Mrs. Matekovich, attended the picnic at Girard on August 6th. I had no idea I would see any of them there, but there they came and what apleasant meeting it turn- ed out to be. It was there, too, I heard more details on the progress of Gowanda’s Vrtec, about the plans for the near future, the name, motto and colors chosen, etc... The names of the officers were mentioned, but at this writing, I can re- member only that John Matko- vich, Jr., was elected president, and if he’s a CHIP OF THE OLD BLOCK, and I have an idea he is that, he’s sure to have plenty of that “I will” and “I can” špirit to impart to his fel- lowmembers ... With good lead- ership and full cooperation as- sured, a great future lies ahead for these youngsters. — For the support and work in making an ACTIVE VRTEC possible, MANY THANKS to our mem¬ bers and friends in Gowanda. CONCORDIANS GROWING FAST Unheara of less than five months ago, the CONCOR¬ DIANS, Vrtec No. 171 of Cleve¬ land, today, boast of having 70 members, nearly 60 of whom have been enrolled since April. During my recent visit in Cleve¬ land, I attended one of their regular meetings and a DRILL TEAM practice and was sur- prised to find the parents as eager and enthused over these sessions as were the children themselves. Perhaps, that is the secret for their rapid growth and numerous activities. The DRILL TEAM, super- vised and coached by sisters MARGE JERIC and JOSIE ZA¬ KRAJŠEK, has proventhe big- gest single attraction to date and has brought in more new members than any other activi- ty. Both sister Jeric and Za¬ krajšek are to be congratulated for the remarkable progress made by team members in the short time practice sessions have been held. Something new and quite dif- ferent was inaugurated at the last meeting of the CONCOR¬ DIANS. The members went on record unanimously accepting sister ROSE HANKO, a mem¬ ber of “SLOŽNE SESTRE”, as the GRANDMOTHER of the VRTEC and presented her with a beautiful album and scrap- book containing pictures and autographs of the Vrtec Offi¬ cers, this as a token of appre- ciation and respect for the im- portant part she has played in helping to build up the mem- bership and activities of the Concordians. Good deeds, practical ideas properly introduced and new members stimulate and encour- age the development of a bigger and more progressive Society. Vrtec Units, not inclined to pro- mote fraternal activities, should accept the challenge of the Con¬ cordians and other active SSPZ Juvenile Units and join them in making headline news for the “Napredek”. ¥ ¥ OUR BOYS AND GIRLS HARO L D “DICTIONARY” TAUSEL . . . They (‘his friends) call him “Dictionary,” so I was told, because he makes a prac¬ tice of using B-I-G words and H-I-G-H sounding phrases even in ordinary conversations. Har- old is a member of the OUT- LOOKERS, Vrtec No. 11, of Cleveland. Besides playing an occasional game of softball for them, he also attends most of the regular meetings and when- ever opportunity permits voices his opinion, pro or con, on mat- ters pertaining to the welfare of the Vrtec... His manner of choosing his words slowly and earefully and touching them up a bit with a natural sense of humor, places him high in the? esteem of his fellowmembers, j ¥ ¥ EDWARD UDOVICH, treas- urer of Rožnik Juniors (Vrtec No. 160) and the “Umbrella Man” in Chicago’s 2nd Annuai Vrtec Cultural Festival, is a mighty thoughtful young lad, who believes, as most of us do but don’t always pratice, in GIVING CREDIT W H E R E CREDIT IS DUE ... He wrote a commendable article for last. month’s Vrtec issue of the Na¬ predek, congratulating and com- plimenting two FORGOTTEN members for their exemplary work in connection with the Festival... My advice to “Ed - die” is to always keep his eyes on the lookout for the hidden stars and let everyone know of their brilliance. , ¥ ¥ j IRENE ROVAN, Girard Bud- gets’ secretary, whom I had the pleasure of meeting at a picnic. a little more than a week ago and at whose home I visited awhile an evening later, is un~. doubtedly one of our most am- bitious members. She’s only 13, and tiny for her age, too, but,' when you talk to her, you im- mediately get the impression that here’s a young lady who merits the office she holds in her Vrtec. Irene will be in the eighth grade this coming term and is a good deal above aver* age in her sehool \vork. She Continued on page 3 of regular sectlon LITERARY CONTEST HONOR ROI.Ii (Junc and July 1939) Valeria Artel . Outlookers Florence Kmet . Hiawatha»s Fredy Bashel _ Outlookers Wilma Mergole . Jugoslavs Norma Stampfel ... Balkan Jrs. Rudolph Bratina .— Outlookers Rudolph Milharčič.Jugoslavs Marie Ermence .. Balkan Jrs. Eleanor Ster . Outlookers Agnes Tekstar .—. Comets Helen Kastelic ..Kingsters Tony Bayt. Jugoslavs Josephine Kovic.-. Outlookers Edward Udovich . Rožnik Jrs. Julia Kramzer . Vrtec No, 12 Margaret Oliojak . Balkan Jrs. Jennic Klevisher _ Mountaineers Martin Dragan .-. Jugoslavs Andrew Elcrsich .. Spartan Jrs. Irene Rovan . Budgets Wilma Gratchner.. . Rožnik Jrs. Mary Menich ...... Concordians Virginia Kmet .Hiawathan* Betty J. Bernik . Balkan JiS. The Comets Colu mn TWO MONOLOGUES THE GENERAL I ani the General that sent ali those men to their death! I sent thousands of them out to die—quite true. I’ll admit it, but the people back home were yell- ing for victory. I gave it tothem. What do I bare about the number of casual- ' ties. I drove the enemy into the hills. I did it. Numbers did it. fThe country wanted victory, and I gave it to them, and they re- gret the slaughter. There has never lived the man that tvould not have done what I’ve done. I ■ jvas forced to do it, but Fve made a name for myself. I Men like me aren’t born every 'day, men \vho will guide armies to victory. Men like those that (died carrying out my orders yvere worthless rabble, men who couldn’t do a thing without a great brain behind them. I was that brain. i Those 147,000 at Argonne— an overwhelming victory. Why yvorry about casualties? There are always more reserves Corn¬ ing up. J ust so there is victory. Chateau - Thierry, Belleau, ,Cantigny, Sedan — driving — 'driving"— we beat them back. Reserves, and my brains, drove the enemy back. San Mihiel, Soisson, Laon — tve drove them back, back, and spring found us nearer the en- emy strongholds. Back, back, ■with my brains and yours sons, bi - others,fathers, cousins. At 4, over the top. — What is the best way to take the posi- tion? Sheel it, bomb it? No, no. Infantry was the way — men, the more men the better. Num¬ bers would do — numbers and my brains, and when the war >vas over and won, who did it? My brains and your men! * * * M THE MAJOR : ' I’m not one of the high-falu- 'tin fellows that went to West 'Point to be taught to fight. I learned,for myself in the al- leys of Chicago. But the fight- ing I did, I jdid fair and square; hot with gas, shells, bullets and jdum-dums. I worked my \vay up from the bottom. I was well-liked in my regiment because I was “one of the boys.” I started as a cor- poral and ended up as a major. I was happy, undei-stand that I ■vvasn’t really happy, but I was happier than I was as a major. [VVhen I was a corporal, I sat in the mud and muck with my friends, we laughed and joked in spite of the threat of death hanging over my head, and the head of every man with me. When I was promoted to ma¬ jor, I took my orders from the general. He was ambitious, he \vanted to make a name for himself. Me — I \vas one of .those who was taking in with ali those fancy slogans — Make the World Safe for Democracy «— The War to End War. I sent out those men, those men with whom I had laughed and joked. I sent them out to die. It was not me! It \Vas the General who gave ' me the or- v ders! He was ambitious! The General \vanted citation — he wasn’t satisfied \vith sit- ting tight and holding our posi- tion ... no! He vvanted to drive the men on and on. Every time they \vent out — a few of my buddies were gone. My only re- gret is that I didn’t disobey or¬ ders, and go out and die with my buddies instead of staying in the trench, there, for them to come back, fewer and weaker. Waiting there because order said that majors, colonels, and gen- erals were commanding offi- cers who gave orders and didn’t fight. Leave the fighting to the poor, damn, green kids, pri- vates, corporals, and non-coms. Andrew Elersich STRAY THOUGHTS Rollicking, dashing waves drive toward oblivion on the rock-strewn shore. The turbulent waters of life grow calm when the peaceful haven of death is reached. Winter: Shrieking w i n'ds, swirling snow, a blazing fire, and ro¬ mance on the hearth. Wind rustling the dry boughs; soft, downy snowflakes floating earthward ;a snow slide; and a child’s delighted cry. * * * Sharp wits must fall into a dull moment of thought to pre- vent giving an impression of complete idiocy. # Rain: / Swirling, taunting, dancing dust devils are dashed to earth by the driving rains, messengers of blessed relief. Rain! Gently falling toward earth from a cloud overhead, like the life-blood seeping from a gaping wound. Andrew Elersich TOUGHIE GUY One day a “guy” came in with the show crowd after the Sun- day matinee, and I served him last because he sat in the last booth. I was so busy I hardly looked at him when I served him his Dusty Special Sundae. I j ust put his sundae down and then scrammed back to the pile of dishes I didn’t do ali after- noon because I was readin’ a swell mystery story. I got the soda glasseš done and the/Sun- dae dishes out of the water be- fore I began cleaning up the mess on the tables the quick ones left. I was ravin’ to myself about the straws and napkins an’ wa- ter in a sundae dish, when I no- ticed this guy sitting there down at the end of the store starin’ at me. Boy, I met his eyes j ust for a second and then I ducked back of my fountain. The worst of it was I could see his sundae, and he hadn’t touched it. You know how soda Stores are flxed with a lot of mirrors ali around. Well, I got in a sort of position so I coiild see him and he didn’t know it and sure as shootin’ he was stili starin’ at me and not eatin’ a thing. He looked some- what like the slug that bopped the Liuzzi dame over at Ye Olde Sweete Shoppe on Madison avenue when she wouldn’t open „ up the cash register for him. He rang up “no šale” on her chin. Then I made up my mind to go ask him why he was looking at me. With shaky legs I walked - to him. I was trembling \vith fear. Then I said in a bold voice, “Why are you looking at me that \vay and you haven’t touched your sundae.” And then he answered kind of meekly, “I haven’t any spoon, madam.” Sophie Colarič Vrtec No. 5 SPARTANS GOSSIP COLUMN He is tali, dark and handsome and owns a Ford V8. Was born on April 20, 1922. Has been a member of SSPZ since he was five years old. His favorite sub- ject is journalfsm and he’s Assistant Sports Editor of John Hay “Ledger.” He hopes to graduate in 1940. By the way, we overheard him say he has a dif- ferent girl for every period of the day, (during school only). He eats anything that’s spelled f-o-o-d. I guess I kept you in suspense long enough. Who is he? None other than our president Andy Elersich. Attention, girls! Here comes a blonde, blue-eyed Spartan lad. He Was born on Dec. 21, 1923. (Something to be proud of.) He can play the saxophone and clarinet. His favorite subject is business information. His favorite food is spin- ach, cabbage and onions. Did you say his name is Tommy Tavčar? Well, I guess you’re right. ■ Where is John Obat hanging around these days? Oh! how could I forgfft he hangs around the Croatian Hall looking for pretty girls. I heard Helen Papesh went on a moon-light ride with a fellow from Chi¬ cago. (Cleveland fellows aren’t good enough for her.) Aliče Popotnik the one-fellow girl was seen hanging around with quite a number of them lately. Until we meet again we remain the Two Dead End Girls AN INVITATION FOR SPAR¬ TAN JRS. You like parties, don’t you — so attend the Spartan Juniors regular meeting Friday, 18 at 7:00 p.m. The meeting will be held in the old building of the Slovene National Home. Plans will be made for various social activ i t i e s for the coming months. You have ideas, I’m sure, so bring them along and we will discuss them at the meeting. Last Saturday the bali play- ers were asked to come out for practice at Gordon Park. Al- most enough for a team showed up and had a very good practice session of about two hours. Their aim is to play the Out- lookers and give them a tough battle and dates that are now being set for the tvvo teams to get together will most probably be announced at the meeting. — So, don’t forget, Juniors be at this meeting, on Friday, Aug. 18, at 7:00 p.m. in the Slovene National Home. — Adm. COMET’S NEWS Ambrid'ge, Pa. — Hi ali you Vrtec pals! I hope you are ali feeling j ust fine. The first thing I will write about is the hike which some of us Comet girls went on. On Sun- day July'16, seven girls from our Vrtec went on a hike about eight miles from Ambridge. We started in the morning and got to our destination in fairly good time. We ali had a grand time playing mushball and doing a numerous other things. Ali the Comet girls who went on this hike wish to take this opportu- nity to thank Mr. and Mrs. Frank Gorup for transporting our lunches as well as for every- thing else. We’ll never forget your kindness. Even though the girls were somewhat tired they made it walking back home too. Next time we have another hike we hope to see more of the girls going-. How about it? The Comet boys on the Soft- ball team have been~3oing fine work. They are ali so full of pep and vigor, no wonder they are so successful. In the Junior league here in Ambridge ,the Comet boys are also doing fine. Just keep it up boys! * M FLASHES George Yeager has been transferred to the Adr.lt class. The girls who went on the hike sure- were sunbumed especially Alberta Vla- sic and Margie Tekstar. (That's okay, it’s good for your health.) Louis (Flash) Uhernik is quite a player on the Comets' Mushball team. (I wonder why he doesn’t get any hits when the girls are at the games.) The Comet girls do some fine cheer- ing at the games. (Keep it up girls!) Boy can Marion Vlasic cheer! (Nice going Marion) You might even be in the cheering squad in school.) Sophie Tekstar and Alberta Vlasic had quite some fun watchingdfLeonard” who was a little visitor from New York. Edward Ochman does some good pitching for our mushball team. The exercises which Rudy Rosey has been taking have done some good for him. Boy, can he hit the bali now. I wonder why Jane Gašperšič always loves to hear the “Beer Barrel Polka.” X think X know why but don’t worry, I won’t give you away by telling the other members. James Sekanick, one of the Comet boys went to a CCC Čamp in New Mexico. Alberta and Marion Vlasic both did very well on their first hike. Edward Ochman and George Bayuse are the new members who have joined our Vrtec. Frances Rosenberger, who is presi¬ dent of our Vrtec and Agnes Tekstar have celebrated their birthdays this month. Mary Yanchar, how do you like the new name ‘“Suzy”? It’s ali in fun so I hope you won’t take it seriously. Some of the Comet girls had the pleasure of hearing Johnnie Petrich Jr. playing his accordian. They en- joyed the mušic very much. Some of the Comet girls are play- ing on a mushball team. They have been successful thus far. I wonder where Ignazio Bova has been keeping himself. We haven't seen much of him at the games. AH the Comet members want to say hello to Valentine Kosela, who is in, the Walter Reed hospital in VVashington, D.C. Ali the Comets hope that he is feeling much better. Louis Rosenberger teliš us that he is some help at home. (I wonder if he' really helps his sister, Frances.) The Slovene Singing Society of Am¬ bridge is progressing very nicely. * * (Continued on pa g e 3.) 1 »«****************»»»e**3S****3S**X^^ THE JOY RIDE The Joy-Ride is a compara- tively simple way of spoil-er- spending a perfect day. It starts \vhen the kindly next door neigh- bor invites you to accompany him and his family on a jaunt .to the country. Inexperienced as you are, you eagerly accept this proposition. Keep Smiling Promptly at five the next morning vou- are awakened by a raucous automobile horn, as is four fifths of the mildly en- raged neighborhood. Jumping out of bed you soon join your shivering host in packing the luggage carrier with forty- eleven different boxes and tljer- mo jugs. (Nothing like a good lunch.) Just as you finish, your host’s wife comes dashing out with the information that the baby’s bottle has been packed with the other bundles. After getting this out (it was on the bottom of course) a lit- tle difficulty in repacking the car is found. (By this time, though stili smiling, you are be- ginning to wonder if this drive business is ali it’s cracked up to be.) Such Fun. Finally with everyone ac- counted for, the trip starts. At the first gas station your host buys an extra can of oil (he’s had experience with the high- way robbery committed in country stations) which is placed between your legs, thus giving your white flannels a thorough lubrication. Next Mrs. - in -the-back-seat asks if there is room in front for Junior, it being a mite crowded, what with grandma and the baby. (This Junior bird, incidentally is one of those sticky brats with a lemon lollv popped expression.) For polite- ness’ sake you say that of course there's lots of room and in five seconds Junior is up in front with his sucker parked in your lap, and a piece of chocolate cake hiding his face from view. This isn’t so bad until mama in back remarks, “Oh Juny, see the moo cow,” and Juny pushes the cake in your pocket, and stands on your lap, pushing the back of your legs down on the edge of the oil can. Never Again. You are almost grateful when you hear the “sssssh” of a Corn¬ ing fiat tire, and ydu get a chance to stretch your legs. Seeing that your trousers are already dirty, the neighbor sug- gests that you change the tire. Of course, you again do your duty, and finally lower the jack onlv to discover that the špare which you just put on is also fiat. Then you—well, mama starts in on papa for not fixing that tire a week ago and she is ably abetted by grandma — his mo- ther-in-law. While he weakly explains that he was too busy, vou slip off to the nearest town and after sending a mechanic to rescue your neighbor, board the fastest train for home, where- upon after examining your \vrecked shirt and trousers, you vow to build a six foot fence around your house, and threat- en ali neighbors who make any friendly advances, with a for- midable club. Angeline Rokavec. OURSELVES By Angeline Rokavec Usually, editorial articles are raging for a better this and a better that, but in my article we turn about face and look at ourselves. We complain and teli the world it’s ali wrong — and we are part of the world. Only a very minute part, it’s true, but one missing screvv throws a vast machine out of working order. In our v/orld each one counts. Self confidence has been stressed in the articles on per- sonality, but just like too much candy one can have too much self confidence. In which čase it becomes conceit or swell head- edness. Some people’s advice for achieving success is “Blow your own horn.” But the sound of a horn is not like that of a beli, which grows mellow with use — and overuse might burn the battery. “Let actions speak for them- selves,” is a much better slo¬ gan, but if you preach it, prac- tice it. Do we lack that “finer touch” which distinguishes ma¬ ture people from infants? Vrtec is noted for equality — you’re just as good as I am, and I respect your rights as I de- fend my own. We believe in this, and it’s part of our creed. Then, fellow members, let’s live up to that' standard! To cite an ex- ample: you are talking — I respect your right of free speech ‘and do not interrupt. When I get the floor I speak and you listen. Call it the polite or cor- rect thing to do, but there’s more to it than that. The way you treat others, shows your background, your homelife, and even the social side of your future. BASEBALL FANS — CEN- TENIAL QUIZ Come on ali you baseball fans, take out a piece of paper and a pencil and see how many answers you can jot down to this baseball quiz. The correct answers will be published in the noxt edition of the “Na¬ predek.” Centenial Quiz 1. What English game is like our baseball? 2. How many players are on each team? 3. What is “home base” made of? 4. Who makes the decisions of a baseball game? 5. What year was the Ameri¬ can League started? 6. Who is tUe manager of Cii e Chicago Cubs? 7. What city team won the first pennant? 8. What great batter vvas an orhpan ? 9. What are the qualities of a good baseball player? 10. In baseball, what does AB 1 sta n d fo,r? 11. What was responsible for the spread of baseball playing? 12. In what year was base¬ ball almost silenced? 13. What should be the iveight of a standard baseball? 14. When were the first matches held between organized teams? 15. Where was baseball once substituted for head hunting? 16. Who was the originator of baseball ? 17. What are the standard dimensions of a baseball bat? Angeline Rokavec. MONTHLY MEETING The next meeting of Rožnik Jrs. will be held Friday August 18,1939 at 7:30 p.m. at the home of our Administrator, Brother Zupančič, 2421 So. Lawndale Ave. The attendance at the last meeting was very smail. (What’. the matter, has the summer weather gotten the best of you ?) Well, Bil be seeing ali of you Friday. Wilma Gratchner, Sec’y. NEWS NOTES Chicago, 111. — Bernice Žlogar has just had her appendix taken out, and has reeently returned from the hospi- tal. Ali members and friends wish her a “speedy recovery”. (So does Johnny Praprotnik, of the' “Jugoslavs”.) News has spread thfct Jeanette Vollo had a very very good time at the “Pio¬ neer Picnic.” (How about it Jean?) O where, o where has our Louie gone? (Why don’t you come to the meetings ar.ymore?) X wonder if Angeline “Ange” Možina is stili thinking of that certain lad in Indianapolis. — “Could be.” The “Beer Barrel Polka” is stili very popular in Chicago but I’ll take “Sun- rise Serenade.” Doesn’t Wilma’s new permanent be- come her? “Many take notice.” Our administrator, Mr. Victor Zu¬ pančič ’has invited Edward “Roaming Reporter” Udovich, Angeline, “Ange” Možina, Wilma Gratchner, and Ange¬ line “Tek” Rokavec, to accompany him to Indianapolis for the 01ympics. (“How about it, are we going?)' Why didn’t Joyce Meden appear at “Freseren’s Picnic” as she said she v/ould. (What happened Joyce?) Why is Helen Mikrut always so quiet at the meetings. (That’s one thing I can’t say about Edrvard “Roaming Re¬ porter” Udovich. He always has the floor. Out of our seventy some members more should be able to attend the meetings. Come on, sisters and broth- ers our meeting hali can hold a great many more. The girls’ baseball team has vanished into thin air. (What’s wrong, girls?) To Tony Bayt of “Jugoslavs”: “You sure are beginning to lengthen your 'Gossip Column.’ Keep it up, it’s inter- esting.” Angeline Rohavec frjj*'*”** Vrtec 160 Comets’ (Continued from pa ge 2.) Keep the Wheel of Progress Rolling Uptvard and Onward! Now’s the time to bring new members into our Vrtec. Work hard and I’m sure we’ll succeed. The SSPZ is an educational organization and offers many opportunities to its Vrtec mem¬ bers. This splendid organiza¬ tion offers the best protection for your family. I am proud that I am a member of this won- derful sbciety, the SSPŽ and I am sure that each and every- one of you feel the same way. Before I close I wish to take this opportunit,y to thank the contest judges for the $1.00 which I receivecl for my con- tributions to the Napredek. Well so much for this time but Pil be back as usual with more news about the Comets’ Vrtec 44 of Ambridge. Agnes Tekstar, Recording Sec’y, Vrtec 44. Ambridge, Pa. — Here we are in the midst of summer again. The days are hot and we do our utmost to escape the burning rays of old Sol. In spite of the heat there are many diversions for ali. Among the most enjoy- able is the ever popular picnic. Here the people mingle with na¬ ture and the špirit of good fel- lowship is felt every\vhere. There is mušic to delight the hearts of dancers; races of ali sorts,offer competition. Quite an event is the Race of the Greasy Pig. Here is a word pic- ture of>one such race. The eyes of ali concerned.are on the cage where a fat porky is (vaiting. He is a frisky fellow, and the slippery grease will catch. Bang! The door opens and the pig is off, squealing and grunting. Immediately the men are after him. One of them grab for the tail, but a sudden.turn on the pig’s part spravds the man in the dust. This brings shouts of laughter and encour- agement from the vatching cro\vd. The race” goes, on. Two more_pounce upon the pig and the dust makes it impossible to see what is happening. More shouting from the cro\vd as the pig emerges from the cloud of dust and makes a final dash for freedom. His frightened squeal- ing pierces the air as he runs down the road. Before anyone can follo\v, he rounds the bend and is out of sight. What a race! What a race! No one caught the pig, but it was exciting to watch the attempts and the disap- pointed faces of those who \vere sure of a feast the next day. Jane Gašperšič Vrtec 44. ®®30 PA GE 4. “Outlookers’ Corner”, published J as a section of the Napredek’! j Vrtec page. The Junior Editors J are: J’ Edltor-in-chief - Valeria Artel ! Sports Editor - Frank Gačnik ' ’ Feature Editor - Fred Bashel "Do unto others as you would ' have them do unto you.” OUR PERSONALITIES By Fred Bashel Andreiv “Flash” Artel As a thunderbolt strikes out of a clear sky, suddenly and un- expectedly, so did a little bun- dle dart out of the blue heavens and bounce and ricochet off the dinning room wall of Mr. and Mrs. And. Artel. Clasping each other in their arms, they hud- dled, shivering, in the corner, wondering what had paid them an unexpected visit in this unique way. When the noise and turmoil had died down, they crept stealthily out of their cor¬ ner and slowly but steadily started to clear away the debris. When they finaliy reached the bottom of the mess, they found a curly-haired tot in his birth- day clothes sucking on his toe and utering undistinguishable sounds. When Mr. Artel saw that he was presented with a baby son, he walked around the dining room, on that February 21, in the year 1923, one of the hap- piest men in the world. Being born one day before the Father of Our Country, they couldn’t decide whether to call him George, or Andrew, after its father. In the end it was decided finally that it should be An- drew—after its father. After his being born in a big house on E. 69th St., in Cleve¬ land, off St. Clair avenue, Andy and his parents moved three times, and finally settled down at 1187 E. 167th Street in Col- linwood. Sixteen and one-half years later, we find Andy attending classes in the 11A at Collinvvood High School. Previously he had attended two different elemen- tary schools—Nottingham and Memorial. He reaches a height of 5 feet 7 inches, with 130 pounds of flesh covering his frame. On his head he carries a thick set of black hair, and be- neath similar black eyebrows a set of gray eyes that have a twinkle when he flashes that contagious smile. At the present time, his fa¬ vorite sports are swimming and baseball. In baseball he plays shortstop on our Vrtec team. Previously his position was cov¬ ering the “hot corner” or tbird base. In order to obtain some spending money, he also cad- dies at one of Cleveland’s promi- nent golf courses. One of his ambitions in life is to obtain enough money to tra¬ ve! to distant lands and see some of the world before one of the opposite sex hooks him for life. Before I get too personal, Adios. The Outlookers’ Corner WHY I HAVE NO SUNTAN By Valeria Artel The sun beat down upon my head As on our swing I lay outspread. My lips were parched; my throat was dry; I tried to read with bloodshot eye. And as I suffered there alone, Emitting now and then a groan, My pals came o’er to bid me trot With them to some cool, shady spot. And then I got the bright i-dear To get suntan,—brown as beer! I donned my shorts and halter blue, And o’er them, slacks and jacket, too.— (You see, I knew the way was long, And I would be quite hot erelong. If I wore not a jacket thick To keep the sun off, I’d get sick.) So off we went, down to the beach. With oils to tan, and creams to bleach, With blankets, specs, and bathing suit, Armed to the teeth—bet we looked čute! Into the water they ali ran, But I resolved to get my tan. I lay upon the sweltering sand Just wishing I were in Iceland. I dozed ... I dreamt about my tan, And how I’d shock and stun My Man. For hours I lay there, boiling hot— But proud! I guessed I’d browned a lot! Three hours passed, and home we went, Our boundless energy ali spent. I looked not at how brown I’d grown— I’d wait 'til I was quite alone . . . So home I came and said to mom, “Ma, look how suntanned I’ve become.” I tore my jacket off my back. Says mom, “If that back’s brown, mine’s black.” Gosh! Now I know I know why no tan’s there: Though my halter leaves my back quite bare, My back had never reached the sun- I’d lain with heavy jacket on! What with my dreams and ali that rot, To take it off, Fd clean forgot! That’s why I want no sun tanned back— Can you blame me? . . . HEADLINE FLASHES Biggest new about our last meeting was the fact that bro. Vrhovnik was our guest, in- spiring, by his presence, the ap- pearance of several Utopians and Spartans. Compliments, criticisms and general com- ments made Brother Vrhovnik’s visit a success with us, and we’re hoping that his opinions may in- spire our members to further heights. * * * We hope that sister Žitko, president of the Concordians, is well on the road to recovery. Good lučk; we’re hopin’ for you. * * * By now, our hike is either over with, or has been rained out, but since a report of it cannot be made ready for this issue, interested readers will have to wait until a later date for ali morsels of gossip and \vhat- not. * * * Members are asked to think I HEAR AND SEE—BEWARE As I sit in the hot house with a couple of hot peppers and a mouse, I have forced myself to engage in a battle with my brain. That is ,try to write a column about our monthly blooming rose buds—(you know, gossip.) Much happened at our last meeting where hearts were made and hearts were broken. Anne Gačnik was sure set down by our dictionary Harold Tavzel. When Miss Gačnik suggested how to get parents to come to the meetings, Harold stood up and settled the question . . . Frank M. Gačnik really found out how it feels to dance with a girl— “Shaw-hopping!”— You got it, boy! . . . Fred Bashel al- most wore his arm off waving over Mr. Zaman’s suggestion for having our parents take a more active interest in the lodge, and to bring further plans to our next meeting. Valeria SPORTS By Frank Gačnik This is the Outlookers’ Sports Reporter again ready to give you news. The following line-up hopes to appear in Indianapolis at the 01ympics^representing the Out¬ lookers, Vrtec 11: H. Tavzel, c; H. Korelc, p; H. Kraly, p and 2b; F. Gačnik, p and 2b; A. Klinek, lb; F. Bashel, 3b; A. Artel, ss; R. Bra¬ tina, rf; S. Bohinc, rf; E. Slej¬ ko, cf; L. Kozlevčar, cf; J. Klein, lf; J. Ažman, lf; Glic- kert, sc. Ali these boys have what it takes to play bali. The members are very earn- est to have the team go to In¬ dianapolis, but their earnest- ness does not surpass that of the team itself. Ali of the boys are very eager to take a crack at the trophy, that is, to come home with the cup. Now I presume that ali of you are eager to hear the out- come of the month’s games. The first game this month was lost when the Grovewood E. 177th St. playground team came back at the boys in a seventh inning rally to win the game at a score of 4-3. A double-header follow- ed, bringing an end to our bad lučk streak. The last game seemed to be scheduled for a time when the boys felt like bearing down. Probably you have already guessed that we won the game, which was played with the previously undefeated, but now vanquished team known as the Grovewood-E. 164th St. playground team. The score of the game was 6-1. The one run scored by the vanquished came in on an error. The reason for the victory may be due to the fact that some of the members’ faces turned up with the other spectators to watch the Outlookers batter the poor little baseball to king- dom come. According to my last article, I asked for cooperation and I got it, so now keep it up! it, when our president wouldn’t recognize him. Poor Fred .. . Now for outside interests . . . What does Wildwood Beach do to people! Look what it did to Fred. He tried to propose to Ol¬ ga (you know it was ali in fun). Boy, but was Olga thrilled ! Just think how thrilled she must have been! (?) She almost put Freddie into Canada . . . Ed- ward Slejko trying his best to get to know a girl in a red bath¬ ing suit. But poor Edward went home knowing as many girls as he did before. But he doesn’t give up. So if you see Edward with a new girlfriend, don’t be surprised . . . Mr. Stanley Slej¬ ko riding in a million dollar au- tomobile. Don’t you believe it? Well, it’s true. Out in Madison, he plucks his bass which creates mellow mušic and draws the girls around him in dozens. It’s getting so late that I can read backwards, so until next time, Beware.