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

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LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT Township of Phelps Village of Clifton Springs State of New York Earth--United States of America Anno recovero 34 We, the magnificent class of '34, being in the state of unconsciousness, here on this most trivial earth, hereby draw up, print and sanction this our last will and testament: 1• To our dear old G, S. H. S« we leave our dusty footprints . 2. To Mr. Hovoy, our wonderful and carefully guarded memories. 3. To Mr, Spencer, our ever ready oxcuses for being: late. 5 4. To Miss LeGrand, our modern slang, 5. To Miss Frantz we leave a huge book containing; eig:hth period blanks. 6. To Miss Howard, 3ome now games for her physical training class. 7. To Mis-s Kano, a megaphone to preserve hor voice during school hours. 8. To Miss Goodman, a railroad ticket so she can como up and see us sometime. 9. To Miss Cook, 'A Book of Reasons' for not excusing the pupils (from gym periods or classes). 10. To Mr. Kasper, a new alarm clock so eighth grade won't have to wait in the hall, after the gong rings. 11. To the juniors, wo leave our ideas on How to Make Moneyl 12. To the sophomors, our good examples as upper classmen and our wondorful collection of knowledge. 13. To the freshmen wc leave our good excuses for skipping eighth period. 14. Last of all, but not loast of all, to Mr. Smith and Mr. Morris we leave all the gum they find, besides our initials on the desks. Witnesses: Joo Penner (and his duck) Eddie Cantor Carl Hubbcl Bing Crosby D. Maslyn

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NEWS REVIEWS OP 1943 The other day as I was going through my brief case in search of a notebook, I pulled out an old autograph book instead. As I was glancing through the rel:.c, memories of high school days came flooding in upon my mindc For a few minutes I forgot that I had been instructed to obtain a report on the recent underwater trip which Mr. R-. Leland, the famous naturalist, had recently taken with William Beebe e After .lingering a few moments over the autographs, I suddenly remembered that I must be on my way. As I rounded the corner of 34th Street, I encountered a young woman whom I recognized tc bo my old school friend, Mary Tomlinson. She told me that she had boon recently honored by recoiving the Chairmanship of the Flower Show of 1943, As I proceeded down the street I met my friond, Jean Vandcrhoof, who is now wife of the Chief-of Police of New York City, Robert Haubner. She asked me to accompany her on the following evening to-the Frolics of 1943, featuring the movie stars, Dorraino Kaudel (alias Lorraine Kaudor) and George Duke (alias George Durkee.) Then, after chatting a few moments, I hurried on my way. At the corner of 35th Street I got on the street car and the conductor was none other than Kenneth Hanlcn. When I loft tho car, I entered a candy store and found that Doris Costello was tho manager. She said that her business had been very good and was steadily increasing, I inquired concerning our old school friond Mary Louise Connolly, and Dori3 told me that Mary Louise was a buyer for Wanomakor’s Department Store in Philadelphia. She was married to Robert Walters, who is coach of football at the University of Pennsylvania. She also stated that she had recently talked with George Cost who is an outstanding engineer. Doris asked mo if I had seen the famous painting by Grace White which was to bo shown at tho World’s Fair of 1943. I rosumed my way and later at lunch while glancing through tho paper found an editorial written by Lucy Roth, taken from the Literary Digest of which she is the editor. A3 I was finishing my lunch, I noticed Richard Corser, tho financior of Wall Street, and his wife, tho former Grace Richardson, coming in. They recognized me and camo over to sit at my table. Mr. Corser asked me if I had heard of the marriage of Gladys Hall to the Count of Orkney in England. He also informed me of the trans-Atlantic flight of the aviatrix, Clara Wright. Mrs. Corser told me that hor si3tor, Laura, now holds the position of hostess in tho Clifton Springs Sanitarium Dining Room. '.’ hen I had returned home later in tho afternoon I tuned in the Syracuso-Colgate gQmo Qnd to my groat astonishment hoard that the announcer of the N.B.C, broadcast was Bussy Walters. Tho next afternoon I was surprised when I wont to the door