Central High School - Central Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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the old-time sandwich sales upon the unsuspecting pupils. Well, what with munching two sandwiches in either hand and at the same time dodging the rolled-up sandwich wrappers, we can say that the sandwich sale was a success. The biggest part, however, was due to the sandwiches. I can verily say that if there had been no sandwiches present the sale most emphatically would have been a failure. But enough of this. The club sold bushels and bushels of sandwiches. (They came in bushel baskets.) Incidentally, the club made a cigar box full of money. How much? It’s a secret. Anyway, they're going to get their sweaters. The Bazaar. It was Friday, March 28. After weeks of planning and working, the lower hall had blossomed forth, a busy market street in Bagdad ; the second floor a noisy midway at the circus, and the third, a cooling peaceful French garden. As the visitor entered he saw a merry, excited crowd of people, pelting each other with confetti. He stood, amazed, not knowing where to go first. From one side came the alluring strains of “Oh, You Silvery Bells,” from the music counter; on the other was the cornetist with his “This way to the big show in the auditorium!” Jumping about him were German waiters with canes full of pretzels, inviting him to “coffee and hot dogs” at the prosperous German inn; and, standing shyly before him were the trim little peasants with baskets of flowers and the veiled Turkish maidens with their candy. As he hesitated, a gentle hand was placed on his arm, and a sweet voice said, “May I tag you for the Lebende Bilder?” Just then with shouts and tinkling of bells the Cabaret troupe rushed down the steps, followed by a vivacious little Frenchman who showered handbills and urged the visitor to go to “Zee French cafe. M’sieur, zee French cafe.’ But m’sieur dashed past them all, and, after checking his hat and coat, spent the entire evening (and, incidentally, all his money) at the twentieth century dance hall in the gymnasium. There were such big crowds all the afternoon and evening that all departments did a thriving business. As a result, everybody was happy, so, hurrah for Central’s first bazaar! 34

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valleys of wax on the floor of the lower hall, the dance this year was held at Anderson’s, and there is only one Anderson. The grand march was a startlingly intricate maze of turns and twists, but it gave everyone in the line an opportunity of viewing a most wonderful display of feminine costumes. The shades of harmonious color which were represented would have converted many a Cubist to the Impressionistic School of Art. Needless to say, the dance was a success. From the time the grand march broke into a two-step until the closing strains of the home waltz, everyone forget restraint and gave himself over to pleasure. That everyone had such a pleasant time was due entirely to the efforts of the committee who had charge of the affair. This was the Senior Executive Committee. Its members are to be congratulated. The “Still Missing Lunch Room.” Perhaps some day when the present Seniors return to “dear old Central” as alumni, they will find that for which they long had yearned—a well-equipped lunch room. For years it has been an innovation sorely needed, but not until this year did we hear definite talk of installing it. Mr. Ruetnik has promised that as soon as he can arrange for it, the school shall have its much needed lunch room. The Roll of Honor. The Monthly Board this year introduced an innovation by printing from month to month the names of those pupils whose averages were ninety or above. After the first list had been printed the school enthusiastically took up the idea and each individual resolved that next month his name would be among the honored ones. As a natural result scholarship went up and the teachers rejoiced that at last the much needed incentive for studying had been found. Naturally when the Monthly saw how the school received its idea, it continued it and now that the year is over we can see how much good it really has done. In order to gain a general idea of these results one need only look at the first and last issues containing the Honor Roll and after comparing the sizes of the two lists, the answer will be at once apparent. In view of these results, we suggest that the Honor Roll be made an institution and that the succeeding Monthly Boards continue to promulgate the idea. The Fire Drills. During the past year fire drills were given once a month. Since the fire escapes were tested and pronounced safe, the drills were conducted by means of them. Those reciting on the fourth floor were certainly not to be envied their dizzy descent from such a height. Yet practice makes perfect in all lines, for according to the confession of one who had experienced the steeps three times, this individual declared himself equal to the Matterhorn. THE LATIN PLAY. This seems to be a year of departure and innovations, and the Latin Department proved no exception. January 17, at rhetoricals, they produced the playlet, “A Roman School,” entirely in Latin. It was a tremendous undertaking inasmuch as there were among the audience some of the best critics of the Latin language in Northern Ohio, and the performers had to be very careful, not only that they received their cues right, but also that all long vowels were pronounced long and short vowels short. This made the task doubly hard, yet when it was over the critics could bestow nothing but praise. To Miss Essie Campbell, head of the Latin Department, and to Miss Bruot the credit belongs, because it was due to them that this undertaking was begun and brought to such an artistic finish. Mr. Edward Kanter of the class of 1913 designed the scenery, and it was due to him that the stage was so in accord with the action and setting of the play. Treble Cleff Club Sandwich Sale. The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” once remarked an ancient philosopher, and modern thought adds, “And to his pocketbook, too.” With fiendish ingenuity the Treble Cleff Club seized upon this adage as the key to the way by which they might secure their sweaters and, accordingly, foisted one of

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Oct. 4. The Senior Class gives a reception to Mr. Ruetenik, at which all our dignified are introduced. Oct. 24. We enjoy our first rhetoricals of the year. Rather interesting' to contrast the complacency of Juniors with agony of future Senior speakers. Oct. 30. Witches, black cats and goblins hold full sway—Hallowe’en. Nov. 8. Again we have with us some of our old favorites, who tell our boys how to beat East in the “good old-fashioned way.” Senior Class organizes. Dec. 6. Ribbons awarded winners in tennis tournament by Mr. Ruetenik. Again we see Juniors and Sophomores carry off the greater part of the laurels. Dec. 13. Annual banquet of football team at Euclid Hotel. Dec. 20. The Shakespeare Club present “West of Omaha.” Mr. Harris heartily welcomed by the school. Jan. 17. We are agreeably surprised by the talent shown by performers in the Latin play, albeit all did not understand. Jan. 24. Senior formal held at Anderson’s. We are strengthened for trial the following week—examinations. Feb. 4. Once again we hear small people inquiring “for the nearest elevator.” Feb. 5. Several of our clubs enjoy a lecture by Mrs. Parr and a dance afterward. Feb. 10. The Shakespeare Club gives its annual luncheon. Feb. 14. We discover that sentiment is not entirely a lost art—St. Valentine’s Day. March 4. At last it is proved that those fire escapes are not for ornament only—those on the top floor enjoy testing them. March 7. We discover several orators of the coming generation in our midst. Oratorical contest. March 14—Gym. exhibition. March 17. “The wearers of the green” prominent—St. Patrick’s Day. March 28. The day of days—the Bazaar. Spring vacation begins. April 7. Back again. April 25. Junior Class outdoes itself— Junior rhetoricals. May 2. Debating teams presented with fobs. May 9. Shakespeare Club’s annual performance—Sothern and Marlowe variety. May 23. Glee Club home concert. A howling, screaming success. Lots of singing and-----! June 6. Class Night. We were all at sea. June 9. Examination week. Last gasp of the specter. June 19. Commencement, the end of the journey. June 20. School year ends. Good-bye everybody. 35