Summer School Diary, part 1B - 1912

Nevertheless, he cited the case of a teacher who became so critical that he'd walk ten blocks out of her to avoid meeting her.

In closing he said that he hoped the time was not far distant when the day would be set apart as a day to give homage to the teachers of the United States in place of the heathenish manner in which it is now observed.

The afternoon had been rather prosy for those of us who were left to our own resources in Manzanita Hall, and Mr. Lightfoot, perceiving at dinner our dejected manner offered to escort us to Belle Isle in the evening.

There were big fire-crackers, little fire-crackers, and all kinds of fire-crackers at the Park. We were chaperoned most delight-fully by a couple of the Deputies and our kind instructor Miss Grace Day.

There was nothing the teachers felt they could pass up, some even went so far as the North Pole. The more juvenile among us could not resist the Merry-go-round. Rowing was much enjoyed by many and dancing held its usual prominent place.

Most all the teachers left before the illumination, but they enjoyed it just the same from the dim distance.

5 wishing everybody a 'safe and sane' Fourth the coming year.

July 5. A Social Dance was given by the Lincoln Hall Boys to the Summer School Students at the U. of N. gymnasium. There was a goodly number of ladies present but the main feature of the evening was the ab-sence of men, and the girls who had the opportunity of "dancing with a real man" prided themselves upon their popularity: but as teachers usually adapt themselves to conditions each took it upon herself to see that the other had a good time and the evening was pleasantly spent.

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July 6th Seeing Reno on Foot

Those of us who are visiting Reno for the first time will take away with us many pleasant re-collections of the thoughtfulness and foresight of our instructors in planning pleasant and instructive excursions for our benefit.

One excursion, in particular, that I am thinking of was rich, at least, in experience, and to us is known as "Dr. Ordahl's Short Cut to the High School."

Leaving Manzanita Hall in a body Saturday afternoon, we took a street car at 9th and Virginia Streets and rode to First. From there we walked to the Y.M.C.A. and were shown through the beautiful building by Dr. Ordahl and a member of the Y.M.C.A.

From there we marched and countermarched up Center Street, in the sun, and finally decided it would be pleasant to view the Washoe Court House from the inside. After a careful inspection of the same, even sitting in a session of court until we were taken for a party of divorcees, or a band of not-yet-mil-itant suffragettes, we were shown

through the county-jail and allowed the privilege of seeing what might be-fall us, if we were not law-abiding.

We were next going to the high school on West and Chestnut Streets, be-tween Fourth and Fifth Streets. So Dr. Ordahl proposed that we go directly there by way of Newland Heights and Senator Nixon's home.

Well, we went following our leader and of course the views justified the efforts -- if we could only have taken a car back. However, the tumble down the hill at the extreme corner of the Nixon estate proved some diversion and the walk across the river brought us a little nearer the high school building. But it was a scattered band that came back into town, the tired ones lagging far behind.

At last -- Oh joy -- we weary ones saw a strange, wobly something, far, far ahead, moving slowly onward, and we urged our aching feet more hurried-ly over the burning ground to catch -- what? "It may be the rear end of a cir-cus parade", we thought -- but no! It was only Deputy Abel walking on his hands to rest his feet.

Disappointed -- stung -- once more our footsoreness came upon us, and just the we discovered that our guide had

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out-distanced us, and had passed out of sight. Partly by instinct, partly by following an hallucination, we at last reached the high school building, where sat Dr. Ordahl pondering over psychological phenomenon of our non-appearance.

When the last of the party was lined up, the building contractor conducted us from cellar to garret of the magni-ficent structure, explaining to willing though weary listeners the advantages in the arrangements of the building. At last some of the party thought they had absorbed all the good things they could in one day, and left the place, whereupon the whole party started for home, wiser, and let us hope, no sadder for their half day's walk.