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

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11 THE CLIFTONIAN OUR BAND PARADES ON DECORATION DAY Music Department The Music Department of the school has made great progress this year. We especially notice this in the Band. The members have learned to play many new selections, under the leadership of Mr. MacCumber. The Band and Glee Club gave one concert this year in order to obtain money to buy uniforms for the Band. The concert was fine and the uniforms of black and scarlet were bought for the twenty-six members for around $400. The Band has played at many assemblies and has also lent its support at the Junior and Senior plays, the Prize Speaking contest, several of the baseball games, and at the Memorial Day celebration. The Glee Club and orchestra, under the leadership of Miss Golden, has also been making great progress. This year the Glee Club has learned to read the notes better and to keep very good time. The Club has thirty-five members, who have sung at three entertainments this year. Their part in the programs have been done very well, as they displayed great eagerness and enthusiasm. The Seventh Grade has done splendid work this year. They are able to sing a two part song nicely. Miss Golden is organizing a bigger and better orchestra of fifteen or sixteen members for next year. I am sure that with the cooperation of the public the Music Department of our school will progress more in future years. We all want it to be an honor to Clifton Springs, and we are working hard to excel the other nearby schools in our musical clubs. AGNES ADAMS, ’33

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10 THE CLIFTONIAN THE STAFF Regena Remery........Editor-in-Chief Elvere Buchan..............Associate Editor Doris McCormack........Sports Editor Wilbur DeVall...................Joke Editor Dorothy Brown........Senior Reporter Howard Roth..........Junior Reporter Agnes Adams......Sophomore Reporter Mary Tomlinson... Freshman Reporter Parker Wright j Business Managers Sidney McLouth The Staff wishes to thank the merchants and business men of Clifton Springs for the loyal support they have given us by their advertising. We thank also the members of the typewriting class who assisted us so ably. THE CLOCK Oh! Clock, don’t you ever long to be able to speak and tell about the scenes of humor, love, hate, robbery, murder, strife, and tragedy that you have witnessed? But, no matter what happens, you calmly sit on the shelf and slowly tick-tock, tick-tock off the seconds. If a man is sentenced to be hanged at a certain time, you never slaken your pace, but slowly, steadily, and in an unconcerning manner tick-tock your way to the hour of doom. Have you no pity? Why couldn’t you have chosen that opportunity to lose time instead of choosing to work so perfectly? If you would only show some mercy once in awhile you might be able to save many an innocent person from the electric chair. But no, you must do your duty at that particular time if at no other time. What does it matter to you if an innocent life is sacrificed? It doesn’t effect you in any way. Tick tock! Tick tock! Tick tock! An elderly man is sitting with his back to the window, reading. The window is cautiously opened—a short, stooped, ugly looking man slowly, quietly and carefully enters the room, and cautiously creeps toward the unsuspecting reader. Look! what is that the stranger is doing? He is standing in back of the elderly man’s chair— why he is raising a club and is about to strike the unsuspecting man. Oh! why don’t you cry out a warning? Hurry before it is too late! The deed is done. The stranger has accomplished his purpose, and—all because you would not cry out, but chose to go tick-tock, tick-tock. But, what else could you expect from a clock? RUTH F. GRIMSLEY DREAMERS Dreamers are like flowers, For when they are happy They lift their faces and their hearts grow light, As they sing their joyous songs of delight; And the sun beams down like a proud dear father And he, like the other dear Father, Gathers them in to his heart. But when they are sad Their beauty is concealed by a graceful droop, The sun beams down, but all in vain, They hang their heads And Father Sun cannot bring Them from their pain. Then old Father Time appears, And, after a time, dries up their tears, And the world looks bright again. Now, sometimes they feel like taking .a flight— Flying, flying, freely flying, A.way, away from the weary world, God seems to be calling them, To a free bright land, Where all the glory of happiness is unfurled. Then they are cheered, And their world looks bright again. LUCY ROTH, Eng. I Mr. Spencer—Sidney, why is the climate of the southern hemisphere more moderate than that of the northern? Sidney — Because it contains more water. Lovett—There is less land.

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12 THE CLIFTONIAN Concerning Upperclassmen “THE SENIOR PLAY” The Seniors presented the three-act play, “Nothing But the Truth,” by James Montgomery, November 21, at the High School Auditorium. There was a large attendance and all went away feeling that they had “had their money’s worth.” The play was a financial success, the Seniors having cleared $170. The school band added confsiderably to the program by a number of selections under the leadership of C. H. Mac-umber. THE SENIOR HALLOWE’EN PARTY On October the eighth, the Seniors had a very exciting party. The hall was all decorated in autumn colors, and looked as though the Seniors might have sacked the nearby farms. In the corners and against the wall were corn stalks and pumpkins. The evening was started with the grand parade. Costumes of every description were seen. Prizes were awarded to those having the best and funniest costumes. Dancing and fortune telling was then enjoyed and fried cakes were sold at one of the side rooms. The confetti, which was also sold, seemed to fall on every thing. It was hard to keep from getting tangled with the streamers. About twelve o’clock the people began to leave. Everyone felt that a happier Hallowe’en had never been enjoyed. CLASS NIGHT On June 23. the Seniors held their Class Night exercises. The whole idea was that of a ship. The Seniors, with Claude Goodman as their Captain and C. S. H. S. as the ship, furnished speeches, with sailor songs and dances interspersed. There were presents given to the Juniors and a speech from their Captain. The program was greatly enjoyed. THE JUNIOR DANCE There was great excitement when the Junior Dance was announced. We saw all kinds of posters telling about the big time every one was to have. The great night came on April the eighth. The auditorium was very attractively trimmed in pastel shades of crepe paper. As one entered the hall, it seemed that a certain section was very popular. There was a good reason for this. That was the section where punch was served. It was very convenient to promenade to that section and gratify one’s thirst. The orchestra was all that the posters told us it would be. When people finally did leave, it was with the feeling that they had had a most enjoyable evening. M. TOMLINSON JUNIOR PLAYS Two one-act plays were successfully staged by the Junior Class at the High School Auditorium, May 28. The first play, “Sauce For the Goslings,” was an enjoyable comedy that brought home to most of us some of the absurdities of speech which we continually use. The second play was “The Ghost'Story,” by Booth Tarkington. This play was a comedy which George, Anna’s collegiate boy-friend, tried to make into tragedy. But he scarcely succeeded although he did succeed in finally getting across what he !came early to tell her. The evening’s entertainment was augmented by the High School Band, this being its first appearance with its members in uniform. The plays were well attended. The Juniors wish to take this opportunity to express their thanks for the kindly interest and support of the public in these—their first efforts towards the reproduction of drama.