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The Breaker 
Published by the Students of
The Snyder Outdoor School for Boys, 1920

The Staff:  Wilson Caverly : Austin Phelps ; John W. Greene ; Ralph Porter ; Lewis Curtis ; Charles G. Bennet ; John Breck Shaw ; Luther Scott

Fall and Winter Term - Lake Junaluska, North Carolina  ; Winter Term - Captiva, Florida

"This Volume is Dedicated to Mr. and Mrs. Charles Livingston Bull.  Our charming guests of the winter of 1920, and we hope, of many winters to come."

Clarence Elmer Snyder, Director.
The Best of Teachers, and the Liveliest of Boys.

"The Spirit of Our School"
To My Son

Do you know that your soul is of my soul such part
That it seems to be fibre and core of my heart?
None other can love me as you, dear, can do,
None other can please me or praise me, as you.
Remember the world will be quick with its blame,
If shadow or stain ever darken your name;
Like mother, like son, is a saying so true,
The world will judge largely of mother by you.
Be yours, then, the task, if task it may be,
To force this proud world to do homage to thee;
Be sure it will say when its verdict you've won:
"She reaped as she sowed; lo! this is her son."

"Joseph Vilas"
Evanston, Illinois
Joe is six feet four and Joe Cushing is five feet four, so we have the long and short of the two Joes. When Joe goes horseback riding, he brings to our minds Don Quixote, but he promises to be a great horseman some day. Joe has a pronunciation like a Bostonian, a Southerner, and a Northerner, mixed up with a little slang. He is in for every sport around School."

"Yutaka Minakuchi"
Paris, Kentucky
"U-talkee-too-muchee-kee," or "Tak," which is slightly easier to say, is the name given to the best, or luckiest, fisherman at School. He isn't very big, but he can swim and indulges in other sports; also gets into trouble as well, if not better, than most of the boys, although Mr. Shaw watches over him pretty carefully."

"B. Russell Buck"
Lansing, Michigan
"Now, Moses, I'll get you, Moses," grins Buck, his face beaming with smiles, as you enter his handsomely decorated room. Candles, pennants, incense, and Buck go together. But his chief specialty is poetry. He used to escape by going home Saturday afternoons, but sometimes he was caught and then-knee pads were needed. We could never get him to own up being "scared out of his wits" when standing before an audience. While Buck's good nature, ever-present smile, and frequent talks on J.J. Skinner have made him necessary to the Junior School, his love for pickles, sardines, cheese and crackers have made him indispensable."

"John T. Woodford"
Paris, Kentucky
"I'll cut your throat from y'ear to y'ear," shouts John. And he looks as though he would do it too, when he gets out his big hunting knife. John must needs live in a veritable arsenal, for rifles, shot-guns, "automatics," and knives of all descriptions receive his warm affection. He's a good shot, too, and a Kentucky thoroughbred. He's an ardent trapper, hunter, swimmer, and camper. John loves to make a trade and has never been known to be "jipped." He makes friends easily and all the boys like him."

"Robert Rood"
Bartlesville, Oklahoma
"Birds in their little nests agree,
But 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out and chide and fight";
so wrote Isaac Watts, but Robert evidently does not agree for he is ever ready for a little "scrap." He is the Junior School talking machine; never needs winding up and never has been known to run down. Clint Moore and "one Robin oil well" are his favorite topics. His good-natured disposition, his ready willingness to help out, have made him beloved by all. Robert has a bad case of the "gimmes," for at the store and elsewhere you can generally hear, "Gimme a nickel, gimme a soda." Money and Robert are soon separated."

"Henry Connolly"
Bristol, Virginia
Mark Twain would have loved "Hank," for it just seemed as though he had walked right out of the pages of "Tom Sawyer" and "Huckleberry Finn." His freckled face, red hair, blue eyes, and winning ways all gave evidence of a happy, carefree disposition. Hank would weed the school yard, rake the paths, and gather the palm leaves with a will, and was not averse to teasing Sprague when he wanted a little fun. Hank was very fond of the seven (or was it seventy?) voyages of Sinbad the Sailor. According to his way of thinking, that fellow never stayed home. Snake hunts, fishing, tennis, sailing; all outdoors appealed to Hank."

September

17th- School party leaves Illinois Central Station, Chicago, for Lake Junaluska, N.C. In the party were Mr. Snyder, Marvin Burr, Mrs. Vance, Billy Vance, Austin Phelps, Robert Rood, Charles Bennet, Milton Ramer, Stanley Ramer, and Edwin Conable. In Cincinnati Donald Anderson, Henry Whittemore, Sylvester Fiorita, Parrish Brannin, and Edward Adams joined the group.
18th- Arrived about 4:30 P.M. at Junaluska. Mr. Lake with Jack Kress and Sprague de Camp arrived from New York. George Fisher came with parents. Wm. Caverly arrived this morning. Mrs. Woodford came for a week's stay with John. Mr. Scott and George Nissen arrived from Winston-Salem. Mr. and Mrs. Hare had come on the 15th.
20th- Several of the boys made the trip over to Waynesville this afternoon. Plans under discussion for baseball and basket-ball teams. In the evening Miss Helen Snyder had a "get-together" party.
22nd- John Ely and Mrs. Simmons arrived. Mr. Snyder, Miss Helen, and Mrs. Woodford spent the day in Asheville.
23rd- First day of real school routine. Edward Bacon arrived this afternoon.
28th- Regular chapel service at 10:30 A.M. Immediately after dinner Mr. Scott and Mr. Lake took Bennet, Burr, Nissen, Vance, Rood, Woodford, Phelps, and Kress on a hiking trip to Eagle's Nest. Great sport!
29th- "The hikers" returned tired and hungry but happy, and voted it a fine trip! Hard to have study hall tonight.
30th- First baseball game this afternoon so as to pick teams. Mr. Snyder offered five pounds of chocolates to team winning the series. Part of boys received official spanking. Great fun!

October

4th-Hay wagon ride to Pigeon River for wiener roast at 3:30. Good eats-wieners, potato salad, pickles, rolls, and as a finish to the party Mr. Snyder treated for a marshmallow roast and chocolate bars. Moonlight trip home was fine.
5th-After a lovely chapel service and fine dinner, Mr. Lake took Woodford, Kress, and Vance camping over night. . . . Wonder how much Nissen has collected of the $1.85?!!
6th- Rainy, but everybody happy! Part of the boys up early to go hunting, part went to canton, and in the afternoon Mr. Lake took Junior boys to Waynesville to movies- real city pleasures. Plans under way to build sail boat.
8th- Mr. Snyder and Mr. Scott took boys of Upper School to Cherokee Indian Fair for two days. Splendid exhibits and a very novel and interesting ball game. Stayed in one of the dormitories over night.
9th- Boys of Junior School, with Mr. and Mrs. Hare, Miss Helen, Emily, Mignonne, Phelps, Fisher, and Mrs. Simons, left this morning in  two autos for fair. Many thrills, skids, etc. All back for supper. Everybody voted it a fine  trip.
10th- First real game of baseball series- score 22-21. Lewis Curtis, of Milwaukee arrived this afternoon and seems to be making himself at home. Glad to have you, Lewis.

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Fall Term in Carolina

November

1st- One-half our time here is past; hard to believe, as weather is so fine. Extra half holiday because no pranks were played last night. Trips everywhere! Mr. Barnitz entertained us with ghost story, "The House Under a Cloud," quite spooky, but enjoyed by all.
3rd- A party went to Asheville, and Mr. Lake and Junior boys rode to the lumber camp. Basket-ball team had fine practice and we expect much of them. Glorious weather and everybody happy.
4th- Grand weather, cool but glorious. Another addition to our number, Joe Cushing, of Boston, arrived. We are glad to have him with us.
6th- Basket-ball practice is the main thing now as a game is scheduled for next week at Waynesville with the High School. A party went to Asheville, and Mrs. Snyder continued her trip as far as Tryon to visit a friend. We hope she will have a lovely time and a good rest.
7th- Mr. Kress arrived to spend one day with Jack.  Tests today as third report goes out next week.
8th- Basket-ball team went to Waynesville for a practice on that

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Carolina Scenes

1st- Last few days, and every one talking about "Home." Caverly left for Atlanta. Mr. Lake took Kress and Woodford for a horseback ride.
2nd- Mr. Walker, State High School Inspector, came to give us the "once over" with a view to placing us on the Accredited List, and later we learned that the decision was favorable. Great victory for the School.
3rd- William Strange, Mr. Branitz, and Whittemore left this morning for New York.
4th- Last day to be awakened by bugle for some time! Mr. and Mrs. Hare with a "flock" of ten left this afternoon for Cincinnati. Conable leaves tomorrow, also Mr. Lake with Kress, De Camp, and Fisher, for New York. Mrs. Snyder and Mrs. Simons start North to work in Chicago. Mrs. McClees and Miss Nell go home to Durham.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you every one and may we all meet on Captiva in January.

January

3rd- During the day, Ralph Porter, Robert Rood, Paul E. White, and Lewis Curtis came in, and at the station Charles Bennet, Marvin Burr, and Joe Vilas joined the party. It was about 12 degrees below zero, so
 

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One of our Mountain Lakes

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Every day means outdoor life in Florida

1st- Miss Maynard entertained Munson boys, Miss Helen, and Mignonne at the Little Red House tonight.
2nd- Working on the "Grace" after her salt bath. Party returned from Sanibel and report a grand time.
 6th- Mr. Snyder returned from Ft. Myers and brought new coils for the "Grace." Heard the first chug-chug of engine! Glorious sound!
7th- Cushing went to Ft. Myers for week-end. A taffy party in the living room tonight--pretty chilly.
8th- The "Grace" made her first successful trip today. Here's hoping for no more trouble.
9th- Mr. Hare and Mr. Snyder with Ely, Bennet, Selvage, Conable, Porter, Vilas, Salisbury, and P.H. White went to Ft. Myers. Mr. Shaw took Bosworth, Phelps, Curtis, Brannin, and P.E. White out fishing. Everybody home in time for supper. Russel Buck joined us today.
10th- Mrs. Selvage and Mrs. Beck, of Indianapolis, arrived to spend several days with us. Morris is very happy.
12th- Ladies of Sanibel had sale of "Home-made Eats" over at post-office. No one wanted much supper! Much studying, for Mid-Year Exams begin tomorrow.
13th- Friday the 13th. Nothing happened except that we had no first-class mail today! Exams progressing well.
14th- Mr. Lake and Mr. Shaw took Junior boys to Ft. Myers. Poured torrents on the return trip, but we need the rain. Mr. Karl Snyder and Robert arrived today.
15th- Mrs. Selvage and Mrs. Beck left today and we are sorry to see them go. All ready now for a new semester, and may it be better than the last!
20th- Dr. Honess and Mr. Law, of Asheville, arrive for the day. Regular procession to have glasses straightened.
21st- Caverly went to Ft. Myers. Mr. Lake with P.E. and P.H. White, Selvage, and Russell Buck went to The Matthews for Washington's Birthday dance. Dr. Honess and Mr. Law left for Ft. Myers. Marshmallow roast on beach.
22nd- Glorious day. Mr. and Mrs. McKee and Hiram came over to make arrangements for Hiram joining us. Mr. Shaw took Junior boys, Green, Curtis, and Cushing on a fishing trip, Several boys rolled up in their blankets and slept on the beach. Fine warm night.
23rd- Big crowd went to Ft. Myers today. Crowd came back from Sanibel. Mr. Murdock McDonald, of Virginia, Minn., came to spend several days.
26th- Burr and Martin left today. Mr. Snyder also went to Ft. Myers.
28th- Mr. and Mrs. Woodford arrive today. Is John happy? Well, his grin is larger than ever! Wallace Kimball arrived. We are all for you, Wallace!

March

1st- march came in like a lion, here's hoping it will go out like a lamb. Miss Maynard entertained Junior boys, and Mr. Shaw gave an interesting talk on China.
3rd- Pretty windy, but much better than in the North. Richard Smith arrived today. Welcome to our midst.
4th- Party went to Sanibel. Selvage and Salisbury out in a boat and had to be towed in.
5th- Mr. McDonald left for home and Mr. and Mrs. Landes arrived.

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Captiva Scenes 

1st- Professor Cawthon, Florida High School Inspector, at last has arrived and will look over the work and equipment.
2nd- Mr. Cawthon's report was favorable and we are all glad he has been with us. Mr. and Mrs. Puterbaugh and family came for the week-end, and Mr. Hanson, Mr. Andrews, Mr. Schoedler, and Mrs. Lueders for an evening of music and readings. Very pleasant time.
3rd- Mrs. Bosworth left today. Greene, Ben, and Caverly went to Ft. Myers, Kimball and P.E. White to Sanibel (what's the attraction, Paul?), and Buck went home. No party tonight.
 

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Phil and Jew-Fish
A Shark
Col. Roosevelt Visits the Snyder School
Turning a Loggerhead Turtle 

Lake Junaluska
4th- Everybody has had a grand vacation and we are all ready for "a long pull and a strong pull" so as to make the ending of the year a credit to us all. Byam Smith, Richard's brother, joined the Junior School for the remaining period.
6th- First crowd walked over to Waynesville today and came back on the train. A little chilly but wonderfully beautiful here in the mountains--the trees and flowers are in full bloom.
7th- Mrs. Kimball and Mrs. Bennet left today and we hate to see them leave as badly as they hate to go. Mrs. Minakuchi arrived this afternoon to spend a few days with Taka.
8th- Things going well. Promise of another five pounds of chocolates to the winning team in the baseball series to be played.
9th- Mrs. Snyder returned from Asheville and brought Martha home with her. She is a sweet girl graduate from Trinity Park School, Durham. Kress, Buck, and Minakuchi camp out tonight.
10th- Mr. Shaw, P.H. White, Rood, and Dick Smith took early bus to Asheville to have photos made for Breaker. Confederate Memorial Day, so many errands had to be left undone. Dr. Banning, Mr. Scott, and Porter made trip to Eagle's Nest and reported a fine time.
11th- Much practice on ball grounds getting ready for the series. Curtis and Greene waiting for warm weather so as to finish up the tennis match. Smith won cup for Junior School- wonder which will win it for the Upper!

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Military Drill, Rope-Tying and Tennis

1st- Since neither side really won the ball series, Mr. Snyder presented candy to every one. Junior boys had treat of their own, for they are too small to be in the regular teams.
2nd- First full set of exams this afternoon and every one looks satisfied over the outcome. The faculty entertained the Seniors tonight at a little party after study hall.
3rd- All but one set of exams are over! This is the night of the banquet. The dining room was beautifully decorated by Mr. Lake and his boys. A number of guests were with us. Mr. Stentz sang for us and Mr. Snyder made a short talk, then presented the tennis cups, the diplomas to the Senior boys, the certificates to the Junior boys, and the book to Ralph Porter for all his kindness and help. The Seniors presented Mr. Snyder with a lovely pair of gold cuff links. After more songs by Mr. Stentz the party broke up. Our Seniors were Paul E. White, John William Greene, Benjamin Bosworth, Jr., Joseph Cushing, Williamson Caverly, and Mignonne Snyder. The four Junior boys who received certificates were Russell Buck, Richard Smith, John Woodford, and Sprague de Camp. Good luck to you all!
4th- Trunks were being taken out before breakfast, and one period of exams were held this morning. Every one but Mr. Shaw, Mr. Scott, Woodford, Minakuchi, and Phelps left on the morning train. Mr. Snyder also left, as he was called home on account of the desperate illness of his mother. It was a strenuous day, but every one is happy that it has been such a successful year.
 

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A Camping Trip to Captiva Pass
Paul H. White

Wallace Kimball, Joe Vilas, Yutaka Minakuchi, John Woodford, Jack Kress, Robert Rood, and myself had planned for quite a while to go up to Captiva Pass and camp. We started Sunday afternoon at about two o'clock in Dr. Banning's boat. Captiva Pass is a bit of water connecting the Gulf of Mexico and Pine Island Sound and separating Captiva Island from Cayo Costa Island.
We reached it at about half-past three. Immediately we set out in search of a suitable camping spot. Sunning themselves in some very shallow water about a foot from the shore were two or three sting-rays.
Mr. Hare said that he thought he could impale one on a boat hook if we should go up behind it in the row boat. Mr. Hare got the boat hook while I got the row boat. We approached slowly and just as the sting-ray was moving away Mr. Hare speared it and called to me on pull for shore. I was very excited, I suppose, for the oars came out of the oar-locks and, as it seemed to me, everything went wrong and the sting-ray got away. We went farther along the beach and saw another. This time we had better luck. Mr. Hare, with his boat-hook, threw the sting-ray up on the beach, where it flopped around until he ended its struggles with a thrust of the boat-hook.
By this time our camping site had been selected, and it was quite a distance from where the things had been unloaded from the boat. We carried the tent, food, and everything else to the place and then proceeded to make camp. We did not put up the tent because the weather looked as if it would be good, so we slept on it. As soon as everything was arranged and the food put away, we started out in search of firewood. We found plenty along the beach and soon had a good blaze. The rest of the afternoon we spent in lying around on our blankets and in fishing.
We had our supper at about six o'clock, Joe being the cook. After supper Joe, Wallace, and myself took the row boat and rowed around to a bayou where a large yacht was lying at anchor. It was pitch dark when we returned and soon after turned in. At about eleven o'clock a few drops of rain came down and, as we thought that it was going to rain, we pulled half of our tent, which we were sleeping on over us. It did not rain any more after the first few drops, although we should have been dry, if it had rained.
We were all up and stirring around by seven o'clock the next morning. Joe soon had a fine breakfast of bacon, eggs, and cocoa ready for us. My, but it did taste good. We could not drink very much water because we had only brought two one-gallon jugs full and it was nearly gone. Yutaka, John, Jack, and Robert started to cast out from the beach to try their luck, while Joe and Wallace went out to try to find some drinking water. They had no luck, so we concluded that we could make what we had last. Yutaka landed four snook and hooked a large tarpon. The tarpon, however, got away, much to our regret. John got two snook and a trout. Jack got the first fish that morning, which was a fair-sized snook. I saw, and everyone else, more fish at one time than I had ever seen in my life. We saw sharks, tarpon, snooks, sardines, sting-rays, porpoises, and a giant-ray. We fished all the rest of the morning and at about half-past-twelve we had lunch.
After doing justice to Joe's delicate dishes we proceeded to break camp and carry the things down to the boat. It had started to rain as soon as we had finished cleaning up and washing dishes. By the time we had reached the row boat it was quite a storm. We leaned the row boat up against the pier and draped the tent over the oat and the pier, thus making ourselves a warm, dry, and cozy tent. We stayed under there until about four-thirty, when Mr. Snyder came in the boat for us. The rain had abated, but a fresh and much fiercer storm could be seen approaching from the north. We all thought that the safest thing to do would be to run ahead of the storm to the bayou where we had seen the yacht. The rain overtook us on our way and most of us got quite wet. It was a short trip to the bayou, however, and we soon reached there. A fisherman's hut offered us a most welcome shelter until the storm was over. After thanking the fisherman for his hospitality we left and made the trip back to school without any unusual event.

The Cruise of 1920
 

The Whileaway's in sight!" This welcome cry was heard about noon on Thursday, April 22nd. All of us who were to go on the cruise became so much excited that we almost forgot to go over to the post-office dock for the last time to say "so long" to the boys who were leaving Captiva on the "Gladys."
Our own dock was soon piled high with goods and chattels--bags, suit-cases, fishing-rods and tackle, rain-coats, and provisions, and even "civilian" suits hanging on coat hangers. Would the "Whileaway" be able to carry it all? Our doubts were dispelled when she tied up at the dock, for she was roomy and comfortable. Mr. Hare and the others who were not going began to envy us our good luck.
About 2:30 we cast off, and the cruise started. Helen, with a party of Captiva's fairest, followed us out past Captiva bulkhead in her boat. The first top was made at Bailey's Dock, on Sanibel Island, where many a golden shekel passed over the counter in exchange for candy and ginger ale. Robert Rood, Esq., got mixed up in a complicated deal which involved a bottle of ginger ale and a box of marshmallows, and which threatened to delay the whole cruise. Mr. Snyder arrived just in time to save Mr. Bailey from a bad "beating up" at the hands of our Robert.
We finally got away, however, and, as we passed Sanibel Light, struck a long ground swell that made some of the boys feel sorry that they had eaten so much candy at Bailey's Dock. The night was spent anchored in the lee of the northern end of Estero Island.
The morning of our second day saw us under way, running south along the Estero beach. The Gulf was calm, and we began to see many Spanish mackerel in the schools all around us. The mackerel spoons were soon spinning though the water astern of the "Whileaway." Suddenly we heard a cry, "I've got him!" It came from Chippie Phelps, who thus won the honor of hooking the first fish of the cruise. Working himself up to a magnificent frenzy, Chippie landed a beautiful mackerel amid the cheers of the eager spectators. John Woodford followed by landing a nice amber-jack, as we were entering the pass, which was teeming with fish. Soon after we anchored, the guide boats, full of fishermen, were on their way toward the Gulf. After fishing for a few hours a mile or more off-shore, the results were not very satisfactory as only a few mackerel and a twelve-pound king-fish had been caught, although we could see hundreds of them all around us. So we returned to the pass where the lady-fish and amber-jack kept us busy for a couple of hours. It was exciting work when, at times, three fish were being landed all at once by a single boat. One of the lady-fish caught was pursued all the way up to the boat by another fish, which some one remarked "must be a gentleman fish." The amber-jacks were gamy fish to land and gave us a lot of good sport. Rood came back to the houseboat and tried to tell Mr. Snyder how many "lumber-jacks" he had caught, but the roars of the mob drowned the story.
Saturday morning found us headed southward again at 4:00 A.M. on the long trail to Jewel Key in Chokoloskee Bay. During the all-day trip we passed close to Naples and met another houseboat north bound. A stop was made at Caxambas to visit the store. While there, Joe Vilas, Ralph Porter, Mr. Shaw, and Mr. Snyder made a pilgrimage to the hotel on the hill--a real "hope to die" hill. Joe and Ralph went barefoot, and Joe, for one, hoped to die before he ever got to the hill. All climbed to the roof to get the view, which Joe couldn't enjoy on account of the heated condition of the roof.
Toward night we reached Jewel Key, and a swim from the "Whileaway" put life into the whole crowd. Jack Kress distinguished himself as the high diver of the crowd, going off the "top-side" several times. An island nearby, where hundreds of pelicans and man-of-war hawks were sitting in the mangrove trees, attracted some of the boys in the row boat. They had visions of a pelican-egg omelet when they started, but came back empty-handed. Ralph rescued a sick sea-gull from the water and Lester Fox tried to nurse it back to health in the engine room, but it died.
On the fourth morning all hands except Sprague and Abe went to the town of Chokoloskee in the motor boats. There we besieged the store, saw the little alligators in the tank, and a small Seminole Indian boy who answered to the name of George Washington. These were the "sights" of the city. Mr. Snyder, in a rash moment, had offered a penny for each horsefly killed on the boat by the boys during the morning. Some of the boys scored close to a dollar, and still there seemed to be just as many flies as before war was declared. So the demands upon Mr. Snyder's pocket-book at the store were very heavy. After a

A Trip to the Indian Mound

An Indian mound, located near the northern end of Captiva, offered sufficient interest to justify the making of a party for a Monday afternoon trip. About two o'clock "Joe' Cushing, "Louie" Curtis, "Joe" Vilas, "Bill" Caverly, "Ed" Conable, John Greene, "Ben" Bosworth, Mrs. Bosworth, Mrs. Hare, and Mr. Hare, who had promised to act as guide for the expedition, started in the large school boat on the eight-mile run past the bulkhead, across the bay, and into the little cove. Because of the shallow water it was found necessary to land by means of the row boat, which had been towed behind the motor boat for this purpose.
When we reached the mound we found evidence of former excavations, but each of the boys selected a promising place and worked like a badger, making the dirt fly with shovel, hoe, old spoon, or anything that promised results. Several of the boys soon struck "pay dirt," and numerous small bones came to the surface. As no one wanted anything less than a skull, efforts continued. Vilas soon found two skulls lying close together deep below the surface, and time and patience brought one out in perfect condition. Caverly and Cushing found two others together, and later another was added to the collection. Caverly was unfortunate enough to lose his skull (the one he secured by digging) overboard in an endeavor to remove the sand from it.
The trip home offered variety only in that the three boys in the row boat towing astern were given a personal invitation by Mr. Hare to ride in the big boat. After this transfer had been made the engine refused to start, and Mr. Hare looked things at it that he would probably not have dared to say aloud. We reached the school dock just at sundown after an afternoon very much out of the ordinary.

Trip to Captiva Pass

Kimball and Vilas had agreed to take Minakuchi, Rood, Woodford, Kress, and P.H. White on a camping trip to Captiva Pass Sunday afternoon. All got busy collecting everything necessary, such as "eats," water, blankets, and fishing tackle, and were ready to leave by two-thirty.
The start was uneventful if we [accept] the fact that Vilas nearly fell overboard and that the "Universal," which was late in starting on account of lack of gas, had to pick Woodford up at the Bay View dock. Most of the boys went up on the cruiser. An hour's run brought us to the little dock at the Pass. We had scarcely disembarked and brought the duffel ashore before the discovery of several small whip rays in close to the shore led to amateurish efforts to spear them with a harpoon improvised from a boat-hook. Of course "the largest one got away," but one measuring about three feet in length was landed and duly photographed.
After the party which had brought us left, we pitched camp and centered attention upon the "eats." White liberally anointed Vilas with hot bacon grease, which produced a momentary reaction on the part of Vilas. The incoming tide threatened to drive us from our beds, but we pulled through the morning all night in spite of the fact that Kress made gloomy predictions as to rain. However, the day proved that Kress was right, and after some dodging for shelter there was no objection to embarking for home when Mr. Snyder and Mr. Hare arrived in the "Grace." After being forced to land and seek shelter in a fisherman's cabin from a severe thunder shower, we finally arrived at the school dock about dark, and another pleasant and interesting trip was at an end.

The "Juniva"
 

It was suggested early in the fall that we might build a small sail boat for our use on the lake, and so plans were drawn, the lumber ordered, and we went to work. One f the larger rooms was taken over and any afternoon one might find there from one to a dozen boys making frames, shaping boards or shaving the mast and boom; or, a little later, nailing on bottom boards or calking crevices.
That our diagram might not be beyond our ability, a simple skimming dish model was chosen and carefully worked through to completion. Centerboard and rudder caused us the most trouble, but the difficulties encountered here were finally overcome and the hull was ready for painting. The sloop type of rig was chosen as promising to be the most satisfactory; and jib and mainsail, after being carefully laid out and cut, were sent to the tailor at Waynesville to be sewed. One their return the mast was set up and carefully stayed, bow sprit placed, and halyards reeved; then we thought we were ready for a trial spin.
Mr. Snyder offered a prize to the boy who would suggest the most acceptable name, and Bennet won with the name "Juinva." When the boat was placed in the water it was found advisable to wait another day or so until the boards had been given time to swell, as the small leaks common to all new boats made it just a little wet. A few days remedied this and our only regret was that so little remained of the fall term for the use of our craft. We would return in May, however, and in the interval the boats in Florida would give us pleasure as well as skill, and when another fall comes we can again derive enjoyment from the little craft our hands have built.

My Trip in The Everglades
Morris C. Selvage

I left school on the 10th of April, starting out on a trip into the Everglades. After sailing about forty miles on the "Gladys," a small steam boat, I reached Fort Myers, a real pretty little Southern town, and a well-known winter resort.
My friend, Mr. Hanson, met me in his little Henry Ford, and he told me to hop in, saying, "Well, old fellow, you are sitting in the same seat Henry sat in not many years ago!" So, of course, I sat up straighter, thinking, "Well, this is some Ford!"
We spent the afternoon in Fort Myers, and after getting provisions for our trip, we started on our way, stopping twice to get a couple of fellows, Jim and an Indian boy, making a party of four.
We traveled until midnight, camping on a large clearing. After starting a fire, we all sat around and told stories and jokes, and had some coffee and bread.
Just then Mr. Hanson stood up and said, "Watch me!" He took a burning stick out of the fire, and, going over to one of the large palms, lit all the dry leaves, making a very good light. We all then took pieces of the burning embers and lit several palms. It was as bright as if they were electric lights. By the time all of the palms died out we made ready for bed. By taking the back of the front seat off the Ford, and laying it on slats from the back seat to the front seat we made a very comfortable bed for two. We all slept well that night, and I awoke to find a fire already started, and I could smell some good coffee and bacon being prepared.
We ate a good breakfast and started on our way. We traveled most of the day, stopping for a short lunch in the afternoon. We arrived at a large pond, surrounded by a dense undergrowth, with only one opening. Mr. Hanson told me to get the shot-gun and a few shells, which I did, and I found the pond to be filled with alligators, both big and small. He said to me, "Now, i want you to get an alligator while we're here, so you can take the skin back with you." I was very anxious to start, so I loaded the shot-gun, and he pointed one out to me, about twenty-five yards away. I took steady aim and fired. Bang! the gun nearly knocked me over, and I nearly did fall over when Mr. Hanson said that I had hit one. Jim took off his clothes and swam out to get the alligator. It was about three or four feet long. I was very proud to get one, and I certainly had a good time watching the Indian who was skinning it for me. I went back to the pond and tried to get a larger one, and as I was waiting for one to pop up, I saw not ten yards away at least a twelve-footer. My heart leaped and I shot. The surprised alligator leaped up in the air and dove like a submarine, making large swells. We waited a long time for him to come up, but he didn't so as I had no more shells left I went back to the waiting supper. About seven o'clock we started back for Fort Myers and reached there about eleven.
Mr. Hanson got a room for me at the Bradford, and just after I fell asleep I heard some one knocking on the door. I said, "All right!" "Gladys' leaves in one hour," spoke the voice outside. I got u and dressed and rushed down to get a bit to eat. I met Mr. Hanson and thanked him for the wonderful time I had and all he said was, "Oh! that's all right, old man. I am so glad you had such a good time." I left him with regret, as the "Gladys" pulled out. I said to myself, "Well, that fellow Hanson surely knows how to give a fellow a good time."
The End

Our Basketball Team
Jon. W. Greene

About the first of November we had our first practice, Mr. Scott acting as a coach. From the start every one showed enthusiasm and pep. After about two weeks of hard work the boys were in good trim for the grueling fight. Then we went to Waynesville and had a practice game among ourselves, Mr. Scott picking the team from the showing made there.
Waynesville High School was after our scalps, and we were just as anxious o win theirs. Thus the game was called for Friday night on their court. The two opponents appeared very confident, and when the whistle blew the game started with a rush, which slackened not the least throughout the game. Both teams played their best, and although the court was unfamiliar to the Snyder boys, they had the lead through the first three quarters. But alas! fortune left us, and Waynesville made two lucky goals, which gave them the first game--the score being 21 to 20. Yet we were not downhearted at all, since this was our first game, and arraignments were made to meet Waynesville on our court.
The game at Lake Junaluska began at 2:30, at the side-lines were crowded. This fray was not as fast as the former game, but there were many thrills and both teams fought their best. The guarding on both sides was excellent and the forwards had a hard time. Snyder secured the lead and held it throughout the game, fighting at their limit all the time. Thus when the time was up we had won--the score being 6 to 4.
We had many challenges, but since we left them for the Christmas holidays on December 4th, we could not accept them, though doubtless the team would have had many victories to their credit.
The following boys made the team a success: Ed. Bacon (Capt.), Jno. Greene (Mgr.), Wm. Caverly, "Mickey" Ramer, Edward Adams, Joe Cushing, Henry Whittemore, Parrish Branning, and "Syl" Fiorita.

The Baseball Series
Jno. W. Greene

It is the custom every year at Snyder School to select two baseball teams and have a series. This year the teams were more evenly matched and much interest was shown. The reward given to the winning team was a large amount of candy, and both teams thus had an incentive to do their best.
The first game showed real baseball science. Bacon's team won from Ramer's by a close margin, heavy hitting featuring the contest.
During the second game the followers of Ramer showed a comeback and won after a tight game, in which good team work was the prominent feature.
Every one knew that the final game would be the best ever, and there was much speculating as to who would win. The game started with both teams in fine form, the pitchers allowing few hits. However, the superior batting of Bacon's men gave them the hard-fought game. And then came the CANDY. Oh! boys!

Junior Pleasures at Lake Junaluska During the Fall Term

The lake, adjoining mountains, auditorium, playgrounds, in short, everything seemed especially adapted for young boys to enjoy a wonderful life, and we Juniors lost no time in getting the most fun possible out of our surroundings. Many and varied were the trips and stunts undertaken, and the fun we had on some of them has been written up for the Breaker so that we might read its pages and enjoy again those pleasant days.
One of the first things we did after getting settled and acquainted was to explore the inviting hills back of the school. The first Sunday afternoon seemed an opportune time, and a party was made up of all the Juniors, Mr. Snyder, and Mr. Scott. One of the boys writes of that trip thus:
"We started out from the school Sunday afternoon for a walk. We had a box of crackers and a box of candy along with us. We climbed a great big mountain, but before we got up I thought I had climbed about ten mountains, the way was so steep. I thought we would never get up to the top. But when we did get there we were rewarded with a very fine view. Some of the boys had kodaks, so they got some nice pictures of the mountains that were all around us. From the top of the highest mountain we were on we could see Waynesville, Canton, Lake Junaluska, the school, and lots of other interesting things.
"We stopped a long time to rest, and divided the candy and crackers between us. On the way down we stopped to get a drink of water at a spring. It was nice and cool and tasted good, we were so thirsty."
"As we came down the mountain we rolled big [boulders] down into the valley below us. When we had gone as far as the sawmill we saw a tent with two boys playing outside it. We stopped there for another drink. I think we must have walked ten miles altogether-- miles miles each way."
Swimming was always great fun, and the water was warm enough for a swim even into November. Almost every afternoon a boat load or two of Juniors would row over to the swing, at the other end of the lake, and spend an hour or so diving from the swing, swimming across the narrows, and having a general good time. after the swim came a hot shower, which was about as much fun as the swim, and after the shower came supper. Meal time was always great fun, for we Juniors had a special table, and the day's evens were generally discussed with great enthusiasm. School-room troubles usually came in for more than their share of conversation, and good-natured kidding generally kept the table in an uproar.
Every evening after supper we got into our pajamas and went to reading. We never tired of listening to the adventures of Tom Sawyer or Penrod or Huck Finn.
Making our camp at the other end of the lake was lots of sport. Sprague wasn't much of a camper, but he liked that camp and wrote it up as follows:
"We cleared away the brush and pitched two tents. Almost every week-end we slept over there until it got too cold. Usually we cooked supper over the camp fire, and once we invited the ladies over, and had a regular bang-up banquet. The rest of the school came over later in the evening, and we all had a good time singing songs and telling stories until time for 'our guests' to go back to the school,"
Our trip to Eagle's Nest during the fall was an event never to be forgotten by those who went/ We all wanted to record our experiences, but Woodford has told of the trip pretty well, so we'll let him do the talking:
"The Juniors, with a few of the bigger boys, started Sunday afternoon for Junaluska Mountain, the top of which is called Eagle's Nest.

Junior Pleasures at Captiva During the Winter Term

What a wonderful opportunity it was to spend a few months on an island and go to school at the same time. The treats in store for us were many, and we didn’t want to miss a one.

We lived at the Annex, which seemed made just for our special purposes. We put our beds out on the upper porch, which was screened in, and how fine it was to sleep up there with the breeze blowing either from the bay or the Gulf. After decorating the schoolroom, putting our rooms in order, and fixing up the front yard with shells, we were ready to “discover” Captiva. One of our most exciting trips was that to the Indian mound. Buck tells about that trip as follows:
“It was a fine day, and as soon as our guide arrived we were off in the ‘Grace.’
“After we had gone about six miles up the bay we changed our course and went straight for the shore though a narrow channel. When we ran nearly aground we anchored, and went to shore in a row boat which we had brought along.
“When we were all ashore, we followed the guide, who showed us the way to the mound. We found that it was about five feet high, with a great many skulls on top which had been dug up by former parties. After examining the unearthed skulls we started in digging, some of us quarreling for the best shovels.
“Sprague discovered some pottery on one side of the mound, and Rood and I found some quite perfect pieces. Smith was digging on the other side when all of a sudden he struck on something hard. We all rushed over and started to dig with our hands. We uncovered the skull and skeleton of an Indian.
“About 1:30 P.M., after taking a few pictures, we made for Captiva Pass, where we ate our lunch. Here we went for a dip and collected shells until time to leave for home. On our way back we stopped and went through an old haunted house, and had a lot of fun hunting for spooks.”
The beach was ever a source of great interest, and shell collecting was almost as much sport as swimming, but the beach held an added attraction for us when we decided to build trenches and dig “dugouts” in the sand. Sprague tells about the trenches in this manner:
“The whole business began one Saturday night, when the Junior School decided to form a secret society. There was a marshmallow roast that night, and we got together in a little distance down from the road in front of the schoolhouse.
“We decided to make some trenches and began to clear a rectangular space about five by eight feet in a well-sheltered spot near the beach. We began to dig, working a little each day, until at the end of the week we had a huge hole in the sand about five feet deep. When the hole was deep enough we cut some planks from part of an old scow that had drifted ashore. What a time we had cutting it! We would all hold it up on edge, and one of us would use the axe on the topmost board. Then a chip would hit some one who would immediately let go of the scow to rub the place where he was hit, and down would come everything. At last we got all the wood we needed, and laid the planks across the top of the dugout, and over them we put reeds, palmetto leaves, and sand, until no semblance of a cave could be seen at all. Long communication trenches were also built, covered over with boards, leaves, and sand to make the entrance to the dugout more difficult.

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A trip into the wilds by our boys- 1919

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Vicinity of Captiva
Seminole Indians Hunting Alligators
Tussock Key in Shark River

Junior Events During the Spring Term Junaluska

1. Baseball-- Candy Prize
2. Mountain Climbing
3. Spring Wild Flowers
4. Camping
5. Making Sail Boats-- Compass Prize
6. Rowing
7. Pop and Candy at the Store.

Junior Life at Junaluska During the Spring Term

We found the mountains and lake even more inviting in the Spring than we did in the Fall, if such a thing could be possible. Nature had transformed the mountains and all out-of-doors seemed a paradise. Our favorite mountain paths had added delights for us, and the views we got from their summits were perfect.
Baseball claimed a great deal of our time during the Spring term, and Byam Smith was always ready for a game. He says, “We played baseball at recess and after school was out, down in the Auditorium. We had a little team of our own, called the Snyder Juniors. There were only seven of us to play, but we had a lot of fun just the same. I have a habit of slinging my bat, and one day it hit the catcher. Fortunately he had a mask on when the bat hit him, so it did not hurt him much. We take turns at pitching and using the gloves. Sometimes the big boys play with us, and sometimes we play with them. I love to play baseball, and I’m sure the other boys like it, too. The candy prize given by Mr. Snyder was awful good.”
The movies at Waynesville seemed especially attractive and we took several hikes over. Of course we all had to have refreshments (after our long walk of three miles) in the way of sodas, etc., in addition to going to the movies. The hike over was always great fun, especially over the trestles. The first trip was a new experience to Byam, so we’ll let him tell about it:
“We went a little way along the main road, and then branched off into a side path until we came to a funny little railroad track. It was much narrower than the big railroads are. I never saw such a narrow track as that one was. We walked on it the rest of the way. We went over four trestles, all very long and very high. I started over the first one because I had never been over one before and I didn’t know what it was like. Well, when I got as far as the middle, where it was the highest, I got very dizzy and thought I would fall off. I went on though, and soon was across, thank goodness! When we came to the next one I didn’t go over it, but crossed around it.  The other boys went on over the trestle. Before we came to the next one a little engine came by. I was glad I wasn’t in the middle of a trestle.”
We used to go over to the post-office most every afternoon for our mail, and we found a lot of spare time to make model sail boats to compete for Mr. Hare’s prize. The race was one of the big events of the Spring term. We all had a boat entered and we were all excited about the outcome. Smith writes of our work in this manner:
“We all got some white pine and started making boats. Most of us made catamarans, but some made just plain sail boats.
“The way we made the catamarans was to get two pieces of soft wood, whittle them to any shape thought best, then take some thin cross pieces and tack them on top of the other two pieces so as to hold them together. Then make a rudder, a mast, and a sail. The sail may be made of either paper or cloth. I had a paper sail and so did most of the boys, including the winner. Woodford made his boat out of a piece of white pine 12 inches by 4 inches and hollowed it out in the middle. Then he took a paper and waxed it, and put it over the top of the boat to keep out the water.
“When the race came off there were a lot of people on the shore, Two of the Upper School boys rowed us out on the lake so we could have the race in the wind. There were six boats in the race, three catamarans and three plain ones. We had the row boats side by side and when one of the judges said ‘Go,’ we all put our boats out and the race was on. Woodford’s boat just tore along and won. Mr. Hare then handed him a dandy compass, which was just what he wanted.”

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Captiva Scenes- 1918

The Boat Race

Soon after our return to Lake Junaluska in the spring it was announced to the boys of the Lower School that a prize would be given to that boy who would build the fastest model sail boat. The only conditions were that the boat must not be more than twelve inches long nor more than four inches wide. As the contest was to be held in the last week of school, pocket knives and soft pine boards were in great demand.
Some of the boys of the Upper School were kind enough to give advice, and from the interest some of them took we were glad they were not allowed to go into the contest. We had many trial races ahead of time and tried out several kinds of boats. Before the race, John Woodford seemed to have the best boat, though Russell Buck’s “catamaran” sailed very fast when it didn’t tip over.
On the day of the race John Greene and Paul White took us out in the row boats and the race began. John Woodford’s boat was fastest and he won, though, in the second race, Sprague de Camp’s boat was ahead most of the way. As no one could figure out ahead of time what the prize was, Woodford was surprised and pleased when the prize presented to him by Mr. Snyder was found to be a watch-size pocket compass.

The Boys of the Lower School Visit the Indian Fair

Early on the morning of October 9^th two cars arrived from Waynesville to take us to the fair at Cherokee on the Indian reservation. We left about eight o’clock for our forty-five mile trip through the mountains, following the course of the Tuckeesegee River. In our party were Mr. Lake and the boys of the Lower School with Mrs. Simons, Mr. and Mrs. Hare, and Austin Phelps.
The weather which had threatened rain finally turned out nice, and we arrived at the reservation about eleven-thirty. The boys of the Upper School, who had gone the day before with Mr. Snyder and Mr. Scott by train, met us and told us about the ball game of the day before, and their night in the dormitory with the Indian boys. After getting something to eat we looked around for an hour or two. The Indians had made very fine baskets, pottery, and rugs for the fair and had a good farming exhibit. On our way home we stopped at Sylva, where Mrs. Simons treated us to ice-cream. We bought some cakes to eat during the rest of the trip, but were ready for the hot supper which was waiting when we got back to the Lake.

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Captiva Scenes- 1919

What’s in a Name?

Misbehavior on Lewis’ part ended a harsh punishment inflicted by the faculty—Lewis had to walk around the LAKE. It was a beautiful autumn afternoon when Lewis started out. Chestnut BURRs were numerous. In spite of the lateness of the season, there was a great amount of GREENE around. In the course of Lewis’ walk, he often wondered what they could use all this WOOD-FOR(D). Two HAREs jumped out of the bushes and frightened Lewis considerably. “Great SCOTT!!” cried Lewis, “those rabbits seem to be rather ROOD, and come to think of it, they look just like the two bunnies, with their WHITE tails, that BENN-ET, and there goes a boat which reminds me of the ‘WALLACE’ in Florida.” He continued on his way stopping only once to talk with Mrs. Phelps AND-ER-SON. Very soon, however, Lewis was aware of the approach of a wagon, and, in fact, it was none other than Cy ADAMS and NISSEN. Wishing to appear as if he did not recognize them, Lewis started to whistle “MICKEY.” Nevertheless, they stopped, and so suddenly did the vehicle come to a standstill that Cy was thrown out. Anticipating such an occurrence, Nissen jumped out and acted as a CUSHING for Cy to land on. The latter was KRESS?fallen. “Oh, SHAW!” said Lewis, “’STAN’ up and I’ll call a PORTER to brush you off.” ‘Do not re-VILAS,” replied Nissen; “control yourself. What will you give me for my cow?” “What’s the BOS-WORTH?” inquired Lewis. “$1.98 and U-TAK-A.” “What was the BILL for the contents of that bottle?” continued Lewis. “Five BUCKs.” “Pretty HI-RUM, isn’t it?” suggested Lewis; “do you SELVAGE the stuff?” “Let’s start for DE-CAMP,” said Cy, “this isn’t taking home the BACON.” And away they went. After that, Lewis stopped at the store to buy a CON-A-BLE Durham and returned to School.

Estero Island Beach
Through the Florida Jungles

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Captiva Scenes- 1919

 Junior Events During the Winter Term at Captiva

1. The Annex, Sleeping Porch, Yard, Etc.
2. Trips to Blind Pass.

3. Trips to Captiva Pass.

4. Trip to Carter’s (Cocoanut Grove).
5. Trenches.
6. Shell Collections
7. Trip to Indian Mound.
8. Night Bathing.
9. Evening Stories.
10. Reading Room.

11. Boy Scout Room.
12. Gathering Air Plants.
13. Fishing.
14. Swimming in the Gulf.
15. Evenings at Miss Maynard’s.
16. Motor Boats.
17. Marshmallow Roasts. Beach Frolics.
18. Bow and Arrow Making.
19. Making Cocoanut Faces and Napkin Rings.
20. Gathering Palm Leaves for Schoolroom.
21. Auto Ride to Sanibel and Ocean Hide and Leather Co.
22. Tennis Tournament.
23. Buck’s Movie Shows.
24. Gathering Grapefruit on Buck Key.

Junior Evens During the Fall Term Junaluska

1. Barnum & Bailey and Ringling Brothers Circus in Asheville.
2. Camp Building on the Lake. Tents, Swing, Banquets, Parties, etc.
3. Trip to Eagle’s Nest.
4. Chestnut Hunting.
5. Stage School Room. Recess Amusements.
6. Target Practice.
7. Horseback Rides (40-mile ride). Rides Around Lake.
8. Hikes to Waynesville.
9. Movies in Waynesville. Mary Pickford in “Daddy Long-Legs.”
10. Pajama Reading Hour.
11. Playing Horse Shoes
12. Trip to Indian Fair.
13. Special Junior Table in the Dining Room.
14. Saturday Afternoon Poems- Prizes.
15. Hallowe’en Party.
16. Pumpkin Carving.
17. Trapping.
18. Swimming Across the Narrows.
19. Hunting—Shooting Ducks at Recess.
20. Mountain Climbing.

List of Books Read in the Evenings

1. “Penrod”…Booth Tarkington
2. “Penrod and Sam”…Booth Tarkington

3. “Wild Animals Have I Known”…Seton Thompson

4. “Lives of the Hunted”…Seton Thompson

5. “Black Arrow”…R.L. Stevenson

6. “Kidnapped”…R.L. Stevenson

7. “Call of the Wild”…Jack London

8. “Rolph in the Woods”…Mark Twain

9. “Tom Sawyer”…Mark Twain

10. “Huckleberry Finn”…Mark Twain

11. “The Treasure Train”…A. Reeve

12. “The Hound of the Baskervilles”…A. Conan Doyle

13. “His Last Bow”…A. Conan Doyle

14. “Round the Fire Stories”…A. Conan Doyle

15. “The Jungle Book”…Kipling

16. “Stalky and Co.”…Kipling

17. “Lorna Doone”…Blackmore

18. “Story of a Bad Boy”…Aldrich

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Gasparilla, The Pirate
A Cuban Smack
Diving from the “Surprise”
The Bark Schooner at Shark River