Clifton Springs High School - Cliftonian Yearbook (Clifton Springs, NY)

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10 THE CLIFTONIAN They seemed to appear before me one by one, and each told me what his occupation was and what he was doing. Can you guess who the first one I saw was? None other than Orville Lagenor. He is a well-known New York millionaire by night and the head janitor in the Chrysler Building in the day time. He worked first as a common janitor, saved his money and wisely invested it. Pretty good for Orville, wasn’t it? Who should the next one be but Marian Sweeney, now one of the best known night club hostesses in New York City. Most of the people who used to go to Tex Guinan’s night club, now go to Marian Sweeney’s. The next one who confronted me was inger Newland. You probably know what she is now. You must have read about it in the papers. But I will tell you anyway. She holds the women’s record for the one hundred-yard sprint. Inger surely must have changed a good deal since I saw her last. Her time for the hundred yards was a little less than seven seconds. Next in line was none other than Dorothy Cornell. Can you guess what she is now? I don’t think you can unless you have been to Atlantic City recently. Well, she runs a fortunetelling booth, or I should say booths. She does no actual fortune-telling now, although at one time she did tell fortunes. She runs these booths as if they were chain stores. Each day she thinks of a new idea to tell the customers and in all the booths they are telling almost the same thing to each person. The next one who came in sight was Marjorie Roth. You must, of course, remember Marje, who was salutatorian. Well, at last, she is settled and happy. She had a terrible time deciding what to do but she finally found her calling. She is now the professor in a school for underweight and feeble-minded children. The school is located on Lake Ontario and is a very large school. You were the next one to appear. It seems that you were in charge of the Street-Cleaning Department in one of the suburbs of Chicago and you have ten men working under you. I suppose every morning your men find dead bodies of gangsters lying around and machine gun ammunition everywhere. I hear Chicago is even worse than it used to be. The next one to greet me was Alice Cost. You remember she said she wanted to be an aviatrix. Well, about four months ago she had to make a forced parachute jump when about a mile out in the Pacific. For some reason the parachute didn’t work and when she struck the water, she made the deepest dive that history has known. She went down more than three hundred feet. A movie director who was vacationing on the coast picked her up and carried her to shore. Well, Sid, this is the end of my story for at this point I woke up, to find it was only a dream. But on the day of the reunion, which you weren’t able to attend I’m sorry to say, I found everything to be true. This was the first reunion I have ever attended and it certainly seemed good to see the old gang again and talk over old times. Now I suppose I must get back to work again in my hotel and as I am clerk, waiter, telegraph operator, treasurer and president of my line of hotels, you can see for yourself that I am kept pretty busy. Be sure to write soon, won’t you? Your Classmate, CLIFFORD WILSON. Mr. Pierson—“This Physics book will do half your work for you.” Doris McCormack—“Fine I’ll use two of them.” Mary had a little iamb, Its fleece one time was white; But that was in the good old days When we burned anthracite. Mr. Pierson — “First I’ll take some sulphuric acid and then I’ll take some chloroform.” Orville — “That’s not a bad idea.”

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THE CLIFTONIAN 9 Last Will and Testament Township of Phelps County of Ontario State of New York United States of America Know Ye That We, the illustrious, dignified and accomplished Senior Class of the Clifton Springs High School, seemingly and without a doubt being in full possession and use of our immense brain capacity, thru our extraordinary efforts have been able to achieve the high social and business position that we now possess with utmost pride, do hereby make and declare this our last will and testament, revoking all former views or resolutions and declaring the following statements to wit: FIRST—To Mr. Williams and to each member of the Faculty, we extend our thanks with heartfelt appreciation for the vast amount of knowledge which we now possess through strenuous efforts on their part. SECOND—To the Juniors we bequeath with utmost sincerity and good will a ten cent package of the best ONION seed along with the well known BIBS PIN FACTORY. THIRD—To the Sophomores we leave our remarkable accomplishments as a shining example, or another name for the newly discovered planet which they can never hope to reach. FOURTH—To the Freshmen we leave a new edition of “Traffic Rules” which instructs them on the navigation of corners and which gives special instruction concerning the driving of kiddie cars. FIFTH—To the eighth-graders who will have the distinction of being the “Freshmen” next year we leave a set of toy blocks and a sand box for their use during school hours in case they are lonesome, also some necessities such as milk bottles, safety pins etc. , SIXTH—To the Board of Education, we extend our deepest appreciation for the new school building through which came our great inspiration to attain and possess the unbelievable amount of knowledge that we now have at our command. SEVENTH—To Mr. Pierson, our class advisor, we extend our most heartfelt gratitude for the wonderful cooperation he has shown in assisting us in our operations and for his untiring efforts in our behalf. EIGHTH—The remaining part of our vast estate, we bequeath to the alumni as an endowment for the advancement of aviation which seems to be predominant in that group. NINTH—We hereby appoint Benito Mussolini, more popularly known as, “II Duce,” as the executor of our vast estate. IN WITNESS WHEREOF we have placed our hand and seal on this, the twenty-fourth day of June, anno Domini one thousand nine hundred and thirty. Signed, CLIFFORD C. WILSON, L. L. D. Class Attorney. Witnesses: HERBERT HOOVER COL. CHAS. A. LINDBERGH GENERAL SANDINO HARRY F. SINCLAIR “JIMMIE” WALKER. Class Prophecy By S. Wheat June 8, 1963 Clifton Springs, N. Y. Dear Sidney, I certainly had a funny experience last night while I was in my hotel. You know, of course, that I own a line of hotels for the exclusive use of basketball players with wooden legs, don’t you? Well, last night I went to sleep. That is one of my habits—sleeping. Well, anyway while I was sleeping I had a dream. I had been thinking a good deal about the reunion in Clifton Springs the next day, so naturally my dream was about my old schoolmates.

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fliiM i:i ii mm mn • v. i 3 » 8 883 $ 8 388 3 «3 % A • A A A a'a'a'a'a . !v; « ■•■Xvavi High upon the green hill Stately and firm it stands, Ready its promise to fulfill, Raised by dreams and hands. TO THE NEW SCHOOL Memorial of students past, Goal of those to come Our new school is real at last— Alive with busy hum. V I'M 'flili fill! So here’s to the new school Best wishes for success May all its years of rote, and rule Be crowned with happiness. D. CASE, ’29. THE CLIFTONIAN