Bridgeport Central High School - Criterion Yearbook (Bridgeport, CT)

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THE CR mates. lYe will watch the building of the new school with a touch of sad-- ness as well as pride, for it will take many years before its walls can whis- per the stories of love and honor we have received from this dear building, which has sent out with fond farewell those we hold the dearest. We, the Class of IQI3, with thankful hearts for the love and instruction gained within I TERION these dear walls, bid thee farewell. And though numerous are the paths we tread, let us ever bear in mind our Motto, TODAY AND NOT TO- MORROVVQ' and by following its in- struction remember that H We can make our lives sublime, And passing leave behind us Footprints on the Sands of time. -LILLIAX IVIAY Enwaans. COMMERCIAL CLASS POEM, 1913 Pfffildiiltlll. Long years had passed since we had parted, Together again we can neler return: But to see once more those friendly faces This day my aching heart doth yearn. Dk Dk if That night as I lay sleeping, I had a wonderful dream: From earth I was transplanted To another world 'twould seem. Before me stood a marvellous building: NVhat can it be, thought IZ Then suddenly I was enlightened, Trumpets blared forth, the future Bridge- port High . Its portals slowly opened And, on its columns of gold: A list of names, of classmates dear Did to me fond memories unfold. Long years had passed since last I had seen Our Senior Class of 1913. Illffflllfllvd' Among the best fellows in school XVas Bill Kosena, who thought of nothing but pool: The Misses Wlishengrad, Alling and VVeiss, Though smart, always kept as quiet as mice: VVillard Allen, was commonly called 'fspeedl' .And when he struck the typewriter he made speed indeed: John McCarthy was a cunning little lad His jolly smile made never a person sad: john D. Molloy in Rapid Cal. was a shark ln the Pequonnock National he'll sure make his mark: The Misses Seamans. from Canada fair Have now learned to tolerate our American air, Frederick E. Owens was a regular grind, His highness in trouble we could always find: Miss Edith O'Hara was a maiden rare She would have made a hit in Vanity Fair : Twenty-three Miss Tillie Johnson was a maiden demure The quietest in class and of her lessons, sure: And Nelson Porter: was our belief, Of an Indian tribe should have been made chief: A dark haired lady was Miss Lillian Ryan Her smile, of true friendship, was always a sign : The Misses Craddock and Bauman, an in- separable pair Their records did 'fsport an average fair: Kraft. a reporter in anticipation Managed to get by in German recitation: Miss Agnes Jacobs in shorthand did shine Miss Lingard in that was equally Fine, lilint, a Violinist of great renown His fame shall grow and never go down: Two good jolly maids: Misses Hammill and Davidson And a third, just as merry was Miss Loretta Harrington 1 Lefkowity, an f'Umpire of wild imagination His decisions called forth profound indig- nation: Miss Lillian Edwards, with character so bright Her sunny disposition would illume the dark- est night: ,Xnother merry chap was Timothy Gillaine His name denotes that he came not from Spain : A quiet pair were Misses Anderson and Hoey Chuck Kiely was noted as a speedy boy: Two worthy maids were the Misses O'Niel and Quinlivan And goodly honors can to each be given: The Misses Schmidt, Pious and OlBrien These three maids together, did enough work for nine CU A sensible young lady was Miss Marguerite Dell Beneath her iron rule her brother did dwell: Eddie Creagh, a fellow of considerable sense In killing time he was simply immense:

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THE CRITERION the first page of our High School career. The following September gathered us together again as juniors. How glad we were to meet again! VVe started in this year with renewed vigor and early in the year organized as a Class. VVe elected Mr. Hinderer president. A little later we chose a class pin and our class colors, black and gold, as well as our class motto, UHODIE NON CRAS, which means TODAY NOT TOMORROW.,' Our class meetings and good times during the .winter helped to make us better acquainted with our teachers and one another. VVe were enjoyably entertained at the Y. M. C. A. by Mr. and Mrs. Mathias, Miss Curtis and Miss Collins early in the winter. As a social success the winter was quite evident, Our lessons this year were a little more difihcult. It seemed -impossible, at first, to believe that a few queer looking characters called shorthand and made seemingly without theory, could have any sense. It was not long before we were laughing at our stupid- ity for supposing that anything in this age could be impossible. During this year we organized a Literary Club, using our unprepared English period for our meetings. De- bating seemed to be the favorite method of entertaining at these meet- ings, and many distinguished them- selves along that line. Later in the year the Academic Juniors extended us a kind invitation to join them on Junior Day, but be- cause of the inadequate means of join- ing two such large classes, we declined their kind invitation and held our ex- ercises in the open appropriate to the day. It was during this year that many of us, for various reasons, were intro- duced to that pleasant recreation called Study Hour in the Library accompany- ing this institution. If, perchance, that hour was from I2 until I P. M. we were consoled by the fact that we would be on time for the afternoon session at least. Now begins our Senior year, the year of superior dignity CPD and knowl- it is generally termed. XYe suddenly realized that we must make the most of the few remaining months here and the fond school-mates whom we should not distinguish by that fond title much longer. edge, as This year we elected Mr. Owens president, and we all appreciate his earnest and just fulfillment of that office. Early in the year we held a dance which proved a great success, and led us to hold another later in the year, which proved even more successful, both socially and financially. Our lessons this year, though more difficult, were a continuation for the most part of our junior subjects. The Commercial Law Class presented the appearance of a court-room wherein Mr. Mathias, after receiving argu- ments from all sides of the case, dis- posed of it, as the presiding judge. Now enters Commencement to turn the last page in this chapter of our lives. opened three years ago. It will be closed, but never forgotten. Th: Commercial Alumni Association will bring us together from year to year, and keep fresh within our hearts the memory of SchooldaysH and School- Twenty-two

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THE CR Miss Sandiford, renowned as the fairest of lasses In her work she did shine in all of her classes: Miss Silverman, a literary wonder In English was seldom known to blunder: Another brilliant maiden was Miss Marguerite Russell Her name was the synonym for the well- known word, hustle . A singing marvel in our class we had Miss Havrilla, who adopted each new-born fad : f'Bill McDermott, the chap with the pleasant smile His was a voice that would carry a mile: 'I' E R I U N The XYest End damsels, Misses Coles and Labrecque, Their whispering tongues they never could checkg Sight translations were Miss Clampett's aim Her German recitations brought her great fame. P0stI'11d1'1111z The list is done, the names are past, Those dear friends' faces are gone at lastg All memories I have, I hold to mean, Friendship to the class of 19123: I would that Fortune smile on all, But I shall ever say, whether they rise or fall, No better friends have I met or seen Than our Senior Class of 1913. -Joi-xx E. DEHARBIERI. 'iii' se- P R o P '5-O COMMERCIAL H ECY QU ' CLASS 1913 QQ QQQHQSKQ O be genuine, I suppose I - should follow in the path of my predecessors and first re- mark that I was greatly wor- ried when I found myself the Class Prophet. But the truth is, it didn't bother me in the least. I felt confident that I would have a mysterious meet- ing with some prophesying Spirit be- fore the time appointed, and, with that rather doubtful, but comforting thought, I dismissed all care. But Time has a great knack of flying fast, especially when one wishes that it might linger, and for this reason, I awoke to the fact one day that there were very few more days left me in which to write my prophecy. Natural- ly, I wanted to begin this great im- aginary Talev of the future immediate- ly, but I had already resolved not to let another day slip by without reading a certain Shakesperian play which our English Class was to have for Liter- ary discussion the following day. So, to the library I went. Entering the large Study Ilall, with its surroundings that possessed none of those welcome Spring attractions for a High School student, I withdrew to a distant corner, where I had little trouble in making myself comfortable -in fact-too comfortable. Here it was absolutely silent, the condition which is essential to concentration- and which also brings on, drowsi- nation. I had presently finished reading the first few scenes of the play. which had introduced to me, characters with whom I might expect to associate Cwithl in the following acts of this noted composition. About to resume my perusal, I felt myself overcome by an attack of slumber-laden yawns, fol- lowed by a series of dull-gray clouds passing my blinking eyes. The sur- rounding book-cases, which seeming- ly had partaken of too strong Oolong, were gliding over the floor in all sorts of Tango dips and trots, and I was about to-when lo! magic reigned. Twenty-four