Central High School - Cog N Pen Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

Text from Pages 1 - 70 of the 1912 volume:

+ THE REVEILLE ІШ U) = O е (D YN 72 to “Tune 1912” THE FACULTY © | THE REVEILLE For June Weddings or School Commencements, order your Fresh Flowers Philips Brothers 938 BROAD STREET : GENEVA BLDG. NEWARK, NEW JERSEY : PHONE 1128 BRANCH STORE : 491 ORANGE STREET :: PHONE 325 BB ET OUR SCHOOL To the good people of Newark, who have erected, for our more efficient education, the costly and well equipped institution, the Се� - tral Commercial and Manual Training High School, this, the first Senior Class paper, 77e Reveille, is respectfully and gratefully dedicated. 6 GH TH S THE REVEILLE “REVEILLE” BOARD EDITOR-IN-CHIEF Henry W. Lifshin ASSOCIATE EDITOR Annie Fulcher LITERATURE PERSONALS Gustav Patz Harry Salznan David L. Schnur Augusta S. Kraeuter CLASS NOTES Frank Williams Robert Banta Mary Tracy ART CIRCULATION MGR. Harold A. McDougall William H. Smith BUSINESS MGR. ASST. BUSINESS MGR. Samuel Jelley Lawrence Roeder THE REVEILLE Herold А 12. TWAS EVER THUS By Maude Jenner kah os Well, of all things! Sewing circle, ore ce aima indeed! Call it rather a Husband Cirele! Harold says this, and Theo- dore thinks that, and William likes the other thing! Why, I couldn’t get a word in edgewise. There's one thing І са� say—if I ever get married, and Heaven forbid, I'll never burden my acquaintances with the opinions of my spouse! Ethel Walker flung herself into the hammock and blazed away at her newly married sister, Fanny : “And you're as bad as the rest Jack here and Jack there. You make me tired. Her sister laughed at the outburst, and in her wisdom said nothing because Jack held Ethel to be a very impetuous young woman and thought it betokened a lack of sense to argue with her. Of course Jack was right. The girl had been invited to spend the summer with her sister and brother-in-law, who had taken up their abode in Nelville Village, better known as Newly-Wed Village. About two-thirds of its population con- sisted of brides and grooms. The brides had formed a Sewing Circle, and the time was very profitably spent-in quoting the witticisms and wonderfully infallible opinions of Harold, Theodore, etc. Ethel had just returned from one of these meetings and was full of righteous in- dignation, not exactly because they were continually quoting their hus- bands (though that received a fair share of her wrath), but more so be- cause she knew they looked upon her with pity as a predestined old maid. “She never intended to marry, poor thing!” While she was working off her disgust in the hammock, the garden gate swung open and a tall, ge yod-looking young fellow strode up the path. He stopped in front of the hammock and said: “Beg pardon, does Jack Brown live here?” 8 THE REVEILLE ——— M ا‎ EEE He does, said Ethel, smoothing out her ruffled plumage. “Up there. She never wasted any more words than absolutely necessary on any of the masculine gender, even ií the specimen did happen to be broad-shouldered, clean-cut and blue-eyed. The young man gave something that sounded dangerously like a whistle, and then started up toward the house. Jack had seen him and was half way down the path to greet him. Dillie, Billie Reynolds, you old scamp, fine way to treat a fellow. Fanny, as they reached the veranda, this is Billie Reynolds, my old roommate. Come, Billie, where've you been since we leít college, any- way ? Oh! travelin' round. Delighted—er—pleased to make your ac- quaintance, Mrs. Brown. Say Jack, who's that young person out there in the hammock?” Jack turned around suddenly and stared at his chum in amazement. “We—ell! I'll be jiggered ! To use his own expression, the wind had been taken out of his sails at Billie's queer acceptance of his welcome. He piloted Billie up to the guest room without another word till, Say, Jack, who is she, anyway? Billie Reynolds, do you mean to say you've fallen in love with my sister-in-law ? “Your sister-in-law, is it? Well, why didn't you tell me that in the first place? No, can't say I've fallen in love with her, not exactly. But when a young woman is as complacent as she is and doesn't even take the trouble to be civil to a stranger within her gates, 1t sort of rouses my interest, you know. What's her name? Ethel Walker. You'll meet her at dinner to-night, so be patient till then, and she can be civil when she wants to be don't forget that. Meanwhile the much-discussed young lady had completely forgotten about the Sewing Circle and was wondering who on earth that stranger could be. From where she sat she could see Jack was ox erjoyed at his arrival. Wonder who he is? One of Jack's college chums, no doubt. They seem very much pleased to see him, yes sir, and he acts as if he intended to stay a while, too. Guess I'll go find out who he is and what he wants. No, I won't, either She hesitated and finally, I'm going to find out. But her curiosity had to wait. Fanny was busy preparing the room for the guest's stay and Jack was busy entertaining him. But at dinner time Fanny introduced him and he accepted the introduction very coolly, much to her astonishment. In fact, it seemed rather an effort for Mr. Reynolds to be even civil. Jack wondered at this, for Billie was such an agreeable person and he had displayed such an interest in Ethel before. As time went on, matters did not become any better. Ethel refused to make any effort to be agreeable, and Billie was simply indifferent. They spoke when it was absolutely necessary, were very polite to each other when they did speak, but othe rwise each simply ignored the exist- ence of the other. Nor could Fanny pry any opinion of the guest out of Ethel, try as she would, and Jack was driven almost to desperation by his chum's indifference. But such things must end. Fate wills that, and when two perfectly agreeable young people take it into their heads to be absolutely disagree- able to each other, Madam Fate usually teaches them a lesson they are not likely to forget. So it happened that one sultry afternoon Ethel started out for the village center to attend the Sewing Circle. Not that she was anxious THE REVEILEE 9 bored to death by listening to what Harold and the rest of the sons did, thought or said, but because she had nothing better to do. had started for the center, intending to stop at the post office for etters and incidentally buy some new fishing tackle. The air was heavy storm, but both Ethel and her enemy disregarded � у warning and started out unprepared for it š thel had just reached the center when the storm broke and the rain ame down in torrents. She made for oe nearest shelter, which hap ,ened to be the post office doorway.” She was standing there at logger- reads with the world in general and he 6 і� particu tla ir when the door with the promise of : 1 | pened and out n arched Billie. Now Billie couldn’t r the temptation, and he spoke. То his sur- as a matter of course and answered him as if he was | just returned. friendly two people can become when they are stand- ing a orway waiting for a thunder-storm to stop. Billie admired Ethel because she didn’t shriek at every flash of lightning, and clutch at him when a particularly loud clap of е went pealing through the pines on the near-by mountains, His comment was, “Cool, all right.” She admired him because he дас no mention of Ше past unpleasant- ness, but simply ignored it he thought, “He’s not such a brute, after all.” By the time the storm had abated Ethel knew that Billie swore by Tennyson and Browning: she did, too; Pope was a horrid bore: just her opinion; he was very fond of boating: so was she; and when they reached home he knew all about her grievances against the village Brides and he had admitted that it was torture to him to listen to the Grooms sounding forth the praises of these selfsame Brides. He sug- gested that they form a Бонна e of two to hunt up а cure for the epi- demic, and she agreed. Things began to grow pleasanter after that, and the atmospheric conditions cleared up. Ethel played tennis with Billie; Billie took Ethel canoeing ; nisi sat together under the oaks and read Tennyson; and to- gether they climbed all the mountains in the neighborhood. Ethel was no longer сте {о desperation at the Sewing Circle, since she never had time to attend. Billie saw to that; and he no longer felt like doing something reckless when the Grooms talked of the wonderful girls they had been lucky enough to capture. Mentally he was comparing Ethel with them, and her charms far exceeded all of theirs. Time went on, and summer was giving way to autumn. Ethel was thinking of returning to the city, and Billie knew he had to get back to work. Their departure was a very few days away, and Billie had made Ethel promise she would write to him, as he would to her. The formal “Miss Walker” and “Mr. Reynolds” had long changed to “Billie” and “Ethel,” and each had admitted to the other that this summer had been the most enjoyable of any summer in their memory. The day before they were to leave the Brown cottage Ethel startled Fanny and her husband by bursting in upon them like a whirlwind. She held up her left hand, and there on the third finger glittered a diamond. Now Ethel had always vowed that when she accepted a ring for that finger she would accept none but an opal, and that she had a peculiar aversion to diamonds. Fanny wickedly reminded her of that vow when she recovered her breath, and Jack of course backed her up. “Well, Billie likes diamonds best, and he thinks that it is the only suitable stone for a ring for me, and Billie says that” and she wondered why they laughed. THE REVEILLE THE VIGIL. By Henry W. Lif The night of ` vigil! How important, how full of meaning аге these few words, which stand for so much in the life of the young man striving to attain that far off goal—knighthood. How wonderful they sound, representing as they do the last of the long series of duties before the attainment of knighthood. The night of the vigil! With awe, the page repeats the words, for his “Night of the Vigil” appears to him aeons and aeons away. The squire speaks of his “Night of the Vigil” with hopeful expectations, for soon he, too, will have to think of that important duty. The young knight-on-the-morrow-to-be, however, repeats the words with reverence and thankfulness, for to him it is a reality. Such was the case with Roderick Owen. From the early morning, till now, near sunset, the day had been a busy one for him, for this com- ing night was his “Night of the Vigil.’ After his uncle, Sir James Owen, had addressed him on the duties and aspirations of knighthood, Roderick had gone through the “Order of the bath,” a solemn ceremony, during which he was examined by two old veteran knights as to his fitness for becoming a knight. He had then been clothed � a red robe symbolical of the blood he might be called upon to shed in defense of the oppressed, a black, tight gown representing the meters of death to be solved hereafter, and last, a snow-white tunic symbolical of his purity. Now, he was awaiting the moment when he was to be escorted by the priests into the bez utiful chapel, where he was tø pass the night in prayer and in guarding his armour. At last, amid a splendor which seemed to herald the coming devo- tions, the sun went down and Roderick, his hands folded over his bosom, was led by the two solemn priests through the long deserted halls the castle to the chapel on the eastern side. “My son,” spoke the elder of the priests, as they paused before the entran е, “you are about to enter the ит: place of prayer. Have com- plete faith in thy Maker and beseech Him to guard and sustain thee in thy career as knight. Pray of Him to give the strength and courage to fight infidels and unbelievers, to make thee faithful to thy God and King, and to consecrate thy armour in the Holy Cause. The priests then opened the door and conducted Roderick to the altar, where with a “Fare thee well, my son,” they left him. For some time after the priests had left, Roderick stood motionless, then he slowly sank to his knees and clasped his hands together in prayer. He seemed to look over and beyond the altar as if it was there that he saw the All-Seeing God. His pale face was transfigured by the earnestness of his prayer, so that he looked like a heavenly being. To = Lord of the Universe, to the Former of Destinies, to the Heavenly Father he prayed, asking Him for guidance in his career as knight, and beseeching Him to strengthen his arm against Unbelievers and Oppres- sors of the Weak, to strengthen his mind against Temptation which might beset his path, to give him courage to do what was right, and to make him a true and faithful knight. Long and earnestly Roderick prayed, after which he rose and, pick- ing up the long pilgrim’s staff standing near the altar, he marched to and fro across the tiled floor of the chapel. It was then that he began to take notice of the beauty of the Holy Place. The crescent moon, shining faintly through the exquisitely stained glass windows, cast a shimmering glow over the tiled floor, while THE REVEILLE 11 the tall marble pillars on which rested the beautifully chisled stone arches cast indeterminable shadows over the tapestried walls. The stone effigies of saints standing around the walls seemed to have bowed their heads in prayer because of the holiness of the place. The waxen tapers on the wonderfully carved altar threw a faint circle of light around the shining heap of armour lying nearby, while from the incense burning in the golden cup suspended from the ceiling rose a cloud of sweet smelling vapour, which, penetrating the farthermost corners of the chapel, seemed allegorical of an earnest prayer ascending heavenward. lerick paused from his steady march to and fro, and stood iff, lost in thought. voven with his childhood days passed before his concen- ` a wonderful panorama. Неге is a scene which he could y It is a picture of his beautiful sainted mother bending ove! li e curly headed boy himself. 'The look of mother- love resting on her dear face gives her the appearance of a celestial being. She is teaching him his daily prayer, which he lisps after her with his childish lips. The scene changes. Again his beautiful mother appears, but now a dark shadow rests upon her countenance. She is taking farewell of his beloved father—her husband, who dressed in shining armour, his helmet surmounted by a waving red plume, must away to a far-off land to help his King. A last embrace, a kiss, and stern Duty, has torn a father from his home and family. Again the shifting of the scenes, and now Roderick sees a field of battle. In the distance can be seen the spires of the Holy City. A mighty host is gathered on that field. A sound of a bugle and those steel ‘clad men, with deathless resolve stamped on their pale brows, surge forward against the dark-visaged foe. A trampling of steeds, a clashing of ar- mour, a fearful turmoil,—a human maelstrom terrible in its intensity. Fight on! fight on! brave knights, for your God and King! The King? Holy St. George! The King is surrounded by foes. He will be killed. But wait. Who is it that stems the human tide as a ship does the sea? It is a knight dressed in glittering armor, whose helmeted head is sur- mounted by a waving red plume. He cuts his way through his foes to the succor of his King. With mighty blows he scatters his foes. The King is saved; but where is the brave knight? Scores of lances pierce. He talls, and the struggling tide sweeps over him. Yet again the scene changes. Now Roderick is in the castle of his birth. Again his mother appears. She is whispering to her little boy about her brave father in the wars. But why does that startled look pass over her countenance? Why does she rise and look anxiously into the starless night. The foreboding silence is broken by an ominous crackling. The room is filling with smoke. The castle is on fire. Now red tongues of flame leap high over the burning castle and now the treacherous besiegers raise their exultant shouts. The towers shake and tremble as a knight rushes into the burning castle and fights his way t« the mother and child. He grasps the boy and dashes out, but ere he can return the castle falls with a mighty crash. With a cry of anguish Roderick dropped to his knees before the altar. It seemed to him that this final scene had been enacted before his gaze, so real had it appeared. “My mother, my dear mother,” he groaned, “why did not Sir James, your brother, save thy life from the castle instead of mine?” “Father in Heaven,” he prayed, “give me strength to be a true knight, THE REVEILLE THE REVEILLE ` THE REDEEMING HOLD-UP By David L. Schnur VEILLE 2 E — — — г £ THE REVEILLE THE REVEILLE THE REVEILLE AAA eee THE LAST NOTCH. Suggested by a story in the “Black Cat.” By Gustav Patz. Poor Tom Bailey, Manager of the Public Stenographic Concern, was in desperate straits. Why: do you ask? Well, you see, Tom was a young man, possibly twenty-five years of age, who had set up in busi- ness as a public stenographer in the prominent business street of his home town, a concern of which he was the owner and manager. His business had so increased that, after vain efforts to dispense with out- side assi he was at last compelled to engage a stenographer. To repeat, Tom was the whole concern, except that authoritative, supreme functionary of any blooming, prosperous business—THE В! SS. Sad to relate, Tom coul ` anything but that—any step in the scale of office positions was graced by his portly personage but to be supreme master of all irvey was an ideal, an aspiration to be striven for. When Tom finally d that he must have an assistant in the ıu, he was at a loss to get competent help; words, an assistant who would not only turn out immaculate whose pleasing, attractive personality would act as a booster to the business, as it were; that is, attract trade. What was more natural and more logical then that Tom should engage a female stenographer? His advertisement calling for a “young lady of sterling ability and of attractive personality was answered by a veritable host of Miss Stenog- raphers—in fact it was siege in the true sense of the word, until poor Tom, bewildered, confused by the storm, had summarily disposed of the horde of applicants and installed a young lady as stenographer who would, in his estimation, fill the most exacting requirements of the position. His choice, in short, was a good one. His typist was a wonder— neat. accurate work, skill in the use of the machine—a find, to be sure. And not only this; she was the proverbial typist—beautiful as a picture, courteous and obliging, and Tom awaited the results of his new venture with great expectations. Business increased—things were going smoothly—in fact, it seemed too good to last, and Tom was already congratulating himself on his success, when One day, about closing time, his stenographer, addressing him, said: Mr. Bailey, a word with you, please? I—— Why, certainly, Miss Blake, exclaimed Tom, with his usual courtesy. I wish to say, she continued, that I shall resign my position be- cause, because——.” she continued, blushing rosily, I am engaged to be married. I—— “Married?” echoed Tom, in dismay. Surely you can’t mean that!” “To be sure, Mr. Bailey,” returned the stenographer. “PIL double your salary. What is wrong with your position? Say the word, and the wrong shall be adjusted. I'll do anything in the world if you will only stay. Do stay!” “Hardly, Mr. Bailey,” she replied, with a smile. “If Mr. Richardson, my be—— “So that’s the fellow who’s trying to spirit you away, is it? And о� е of our regular customers, too.” For, you know, this “picture” of a stenographer could not help attract- ing the attention of the lawyers, doctors and other professional men who called at the Public Stenographic Bureau on business, and Mr. Richardson, a rising young doctor, fell a victim to her charms and then THB REVEILLE THE REVEILLE 19 ` found to his astonishment, that his homely heery greeting, a witty reply to any jest passed, for every he Public Stenograph jureau. Tom literally began to pat back for the ight th: had a permanent assistant transported him into the aven of delight. At any rate s satisfied with the turn of events. ; 1 ) an informal reception, lly met Mi 22 [ cour ' was introduced by very well th: 'vening; and when, as he e asked per ion to call, his request was Гот was smitt with his typist and now | ler's home. Regular? To be sure quest . softly murmured “Yes” was home tha ight in the seventh ethereal s he walked along, a t ight plunged him back to exclaimed. “I’ve lost another stenog- FOND RECOLLECTIONS After years of study now, Our school day’s almost o’er, We view our four long years of work, And wish them back once more. As Freshmen first we started here, Determined to win all; 3ut soon the Seniors let us know, That we were mighty sm ll. Then next year, as great Sophomores, In knowledge did we revel ; Its mystic charm did lure us To climb to Wisdom's level. Our Junior year we entered next, As standards of the school ; Twas said in one more year we'd put 'The Faculty under rule. The Senior stand at last we took, And as mighty four A's, we Heard prophecies that came not true, But why? We could not see. But Teachers dear, we'll ne'er forget, 'l'he lessons you have taught, We trust the future may perfect The work your hands have wrought. When in the after years we think Of the happy days gone by ; We'll wish that we were back again In dear old Central High. HAROLD A. McDovGALL THE REVEILLE Issued by the Class of June, Nineteen-twelve, of the Central Commercial © Manual Training High School, Newark, М. F. HENRY W. LIFSHIN ANNIE FULCHER EDITOR-IN-CHIEF ASSOCIATE EDITOR LITERATURE PERSONALS Gustav Patz Harry Salzman David L. Schnur Augusta S. Kraeuter SCHOOL NEWS Frank Williams Robert Banta Mary Tracy ART BUSINESS MGR. Harold A. McDougall Samuel Jelley ASST. MGR. CIRCULATION MGR. Lawrence Roeder William. H. Smith 1. The last note of “The Reveille” will soon sound for the class of June, 1912. It will sound for the first class to graduate from Central High. It will sound for this class, our class. Past experience has taught us that our several years in high school were not years of ease, but those of hard work. Future experience is still to teach us that the call of “The Reveille” is the call to still harder work and work of a more serious nature. In whatever walks of life our paths lead us, however, whether we are going to College for work, or whether we are going to work for college, let us remember that we must and should do our level best. Let us not forget that we owe a debt to our parents, to our teachers, to ourselves, which we can only pay by always striving for, and doing what is right and just. Let us remember that we owe our Alma Mater a debt which we can only pay by always being an honor to C. H. S. Central High School! What do these words stand for? To an out- sider, perhaps, they only denote the name of a public building wherein ten or twelve hundred boys and girls spend most of their time. To every right thinking unit of these ten or twelve hundred, however, the words “Central High School” denote more than an architecturally beau- tiful pile of brick. To us of Central they stand for the educational institu- tion wherein we are taught the fundamental principles underlying the science of earning one’s livelihood and the philosophy of good citizen- ship. To us of Central they stand for the place wherein we do to learn and not merely learn to do. To us of Central they stand for “School.” To us of Central they stand for our Alma Mater. THE REVEILLE 21 lical in its system but to quote our Principal, “Cen- [ All and the Follower of None.” The new systen ‘The Half-Hour System” by some and “Т� е no Home- ork System” others, has met with the full success desired and expected by it ro] rs. Those opposed t ur method have seized upon the fact that many of us find it necessary to carry books home for further study. Have they considered the fact that the average high school student could spend a half-year very,very рг‹ fitably in studying CONCENTRA TION? Under the old system the student had to prepare his assigned lessons and do his studying perhaps seven or eight hours af l tation for that subject. Every teacher demanded at least. one outside work on the subject of which he had charge. The average теіоге, should have had to spend at least four or five hours study every night. Not one in a thousand ever accomplished this If he failed to understand the explanation in the textbook he had to leave that part of his “homework” go till the next recitation—when he received a “zero” for his diligence. If he failed to understand the solu tion of a problem he had to “leave it till to-morrow” and the next recita tion—when he received a “zero” for his lack of preparation. In Central things are different. Recitation over, study begins. П І you do not understand, the instructor 18 there to “make clear.” If you 1 “point out.” You have your study period—put it to use. The new system is long past the ехрегі- mental stage. “Central is the Leader and not the Follower.” can’t “see,” the instructor is here to One of the things which Central is teaching its pupils is the art of speaking well. Throughout one’s life a person must have the ability to speak in public to make a success of his life’s work, whether it is in business, professional life or politics. What better way of gaining this ability than by practising while at school? [{ is therefore the aim of the faculty to have each pupil speak twice (at least) before his or her graduation. We have all listened to and enjoyed the well-delivered and interesting “talks” delivered by the senior pupils on the various topics. Perhaps some of us did hesitate a little or did shiver a bit, but the fact that the majority of us are so very, very anxious (?) for “another chance” would tend to prove that we enjoy the “torture.” At any rate it is obvious that the morning talks by the pupils are both interesting to the school at large and valuable to the speaker і� раг- ticular. Less than five months of work and already Central High School has been recognized and endorsed by the leading colleges і� the country. Cornell, New York University, Columbia, University of Pennsylvania, Rutgers—all are satisfied that Central High School is a Leader. We have received scholarships from leading universities while the majority have declared that admission would be granted on certificate without examination. This is a record to be proud of: “Keep it up Central.” One of the things which has interested the United States in general, the city of Newark as a whole and Central High School in particular, is the greatest civic event of 1912—the Newark Industrial Exposition. 22 THE REVEILLE Gathered under the immense, beautifully decorated roof of the First Regiment Armory, the thousands of electric lights shedding a soft, golden glow, several hundred firms, representing and controlling the enormous sum of almost half a dozen billion dollars in capital, displayed their goods in hundreds of booths. Thousands of people from all over the country flocked to view this magnificent display. The machines displayed ranged from the motor of one hundred and fifty horsepower to the small pin-making machine. There were printing presses, folding machines, adding machines, addressographs, а shoe- polishing machine and dozens of others, both great and small. Many industries were represented—the leather industry, the oil industry, the printing industry and many others. The schools, too, had a part in the exhibition, for many articles made by pupils in the various schools were exhibited. The slogan was: “New- ark Knows How” and Newark does know how—she proved it. P.S. Central High is in Newark. We take great pleasure in thanking the 4B’s for the diligent and difficult work necessary to produce the farce, “All a-Mistake, which they are giving in our honor. We appreciate the trouble and worry involved in producing a work of that sort, for we have learned from what can justly be called bitter experience. We expect to have a very enjoyable time on the evening of June 7, for the committee in charge and the cast of “АП a Mistake” are fully competent to make it a success. Again we thank you and wish the very best success to the class of January, 1913. “ІНЕ Class of 1912 desires to express | its earnest thanks to Mr. Walter Arn- x old and Mr. Hubert De G. Main, of ЖШ the Faculty, for the assistance they so willingly rendered in the work of preparing for Class Day and Commencement. THE REVEILLE LOOKING BACKWARD. We, the pokes rs of the distinguished Class of June, 1912, having “reached the utmost step” of the grammar school ladder, after a steady and laborious climb for eight continuous years, “unto that Piece of apparatus’ turned our backs” to ascend another one in the world of education: a task which has indeed been a more assiduous and a more dificult one. It is just four years ago that the members of our class entered the doors of Barringer High School. АП of us were strongly determined that we would not be of the verdant variety and allow any sophomores to mock and ridicule us. Our determinations, however, counted for naught and our resolu- tions were shattered, for we, seated for the time in a large assembly hall filled bv a great throng of students, became partly nervous, partly motion- less, and partly speechless, so that we, like all other freshies, just sat and stared. After sitting in the auditorium for fully half an hour, where we endured mocking, snickering and tormenting such as we had never before had the fortune to tolerate, a member of the faculty walked down the aisle to the piano, and we thank him to this very day for enlightening our downcast spirits. Anxious to know who that kind teacher was, we soon learned that he was Mr. Safford, the instructor with whom we were to spend many of our study periods in attempting to cultivate our musical talents. Suddenly “all the air a solemn stillness” held, and we, naturally inclined to be erotematic, quickly turned our heads only to see a man whom we could not fail to recognize as our Principal, Mr. Stearns. He gave us a very brief but pleasant talk on “Life and the Conduct of L ife in the high school. ker telling us that it was our misfortune to have to attend the annexes for the first term, and after informing us that we were to report to the State Street or the Market Street Annex, in accordance with our courses, we were dismissed for the day. The next morning, bright and early, we went to school to commence our high school career. Being unable to parte ike of the joys of the main building, we struggled to get there as soon as possib le. After much plugging and grinding at our lessons, at last the Fates decreed that the time had arrived for us to leave, forever, the annexes and thereafter plod back and forth to B. H. S. So our hearts brightened, and school life really became more of a pleasure. 24 THE REVEILLE After hammering away at algebra and at zoology, a study of which we were indeed fond (?), we actually became sophomores. But our second year was one which required good, hard study. Т� е only joy that we had was that we bore the names of sophomores, and could gaze, snicker and jeer at the freshies, who were always the “cynosure of neighboring eyes.” ‘However, happier days were awaiting us, for when we became Juniors, we really felt that our high school career had begun. Now our class was for the first time organized under the watchful eye of Miss Shepard, our Faculty Advisor. A constitution was drawn up and officers were elected. We tried hard to hold a sociable, but because of financial difficulties, we were not able to do so. During our Junior A term, how- ever, we gave a sociable in the “gym.” with great success. Dancing, games and refreshments gave pleasure to the merry crowd. At the arrival of our Senior year we began to wear broad smiles because of the fact-that the “utmost step” was but ten months from us. During our Senior B term our sole aim-and interest was centered on the farce which our class was to give. After some real hard, earnest work on our part, we presented “The Title Mart” to the Class of Jan- uary, 1912, with great success. Then the greatest event in the history of our class took place, for we were transferred to the new Central High School. Our regret at leaving the familiar halls of В. Н. ©. was tinged with wondrous joy at the new prospect before us during our final term in Central High. We were greatly inspired by our new and beautiful environments, and we were fully prepared to spend the happiest and the most’ strenuous part of our high school career in a school which, by the energetic work of our Principal, Mr. Wiener, has already become the leader of them all. Amid the confusion of the opening, we quickly busied ourselves in or- ganizing our class. With the aid of our Faculty Advisor, Mr. Herzberg, we drew up a constitution. Then we held the election for officers and chose Gustav Patz to be our Pilot; Miss Evelyn Rademacher as Assist- ant Pilot; Robert Banta to take care of the money(less) treasury, and Miss Lillian Kopp to wield the quill. Because of our financial embarass- ments, the first thing we acted upon was a means of getting a big enough fund for graduation. So we held a candy sale, which proved very suc- cessful, as a result of the excellent school spirit in Central High School. Then we chose our class pins and selected black and gold as the colors under which our crew was to sail. When Arbor Day arrived, the class witnessed the planting of the ivy which we had purchased. The strong men of the class worked mightily until they excavated a place large enough for the plant. Our names, inscribed on a sheet of parchment, were then buried in a sealed bottle among the roots of the ivy. Exam- inations for the different positions on the class paper were then held and from among those receiving the highest marks the Editor-in-Chief and Associate Editor were elected. We had much discussion as to what name we should choose for our paper, but finally “The Reveille (Rev- e-le) was suggested and almost unanimously accepted. Our next under- taking was the preparation for Class Day and Commencement. Two distinctly original schemes for these occasions were planned out with the help of our competent Faculty Adviser, Mr. Herzberg. So, with all distinctions, we now make our exit from the halls of Central High, to return only as dignified alumni. With the dawn of to-morrow I shall hear the call of The Reveille” to fresh woods and pastures new, leaving the memory of the Class of June, 1912, the first class to issue from Central High School, the “Leader of All.” FRANK A. WILLIAMS. THE REVEILLE Now Gentlemen 1} уги pe rsist ingour Dues be due— Cotta Quarter? Y Me 4 shall be forced a : d qristie off + p features of your physiognony Totz ‚our Pre $, Amanofo-feu- words bit— ohlTnose F “ Macek home ward bound ar 3PM In those cold Feb, deys L without his blanket pom An Roeder y Je | ley af ter Egster Vacatioh—+he rst pair, REVEILLE itin room. usy sce wi presented number typewrit king away, ın farther А Speed THE REVEILLE 27 nnn [ then went to the department for sewing and millinery. In sewing the girls were making simple dresses such as would be suitable for hi | wear Directions were given by the tea hers, either by demon- stration, by board directions, or by some other method ; and the students ther t about doing the work as directed. Many very fine pieces of vork were the result. The cla rooms devoted to this work were equipped with sewing machines, ironing boards, electric irons, and all paraphernalia needed for ving. Simple hats were also being le bv the girls for their own use to the third floor, the first point of interest was the y, where a 3A Class was performing experiments in static electricity. After leaving this room, I visited inical drawing department. Here some boys were just learn hile others were making large charts from models As I left this room, my nose took me directly to the cooking depart- ment, iere the girls were making some kind of cakes. I only wish I could have had some, for they smelled fine. [ had spent about an hour visiting the school, so I had to hurry back, [ shall never regret having taken that time to see old C. H. 5. CLASS IVY COMMITTEE. What other proceedings of a Class can there be than ope when a Class decides to leave behind it a memorial, when it bequeathes to pos- terity a tangible something to impress future generations with the greatness of that great Class? It is here then that the Class Ivy is placed; and to carry out the will of the Class in this particular, Little Gloom Roeder was elected as chairman of the Class Ivy Committee. Now, funny things will occur anywhere if you will but keep your eyes open—your ears, too. By the way, Mr. Samuel Jelley and Mr. Henry Lifshin were Mr. Roeder's associates. They—the Committee—came to the florist. You know, the Chairman is to take the initiative in all committee work, but dear Mr. Roeder is not of this Class. Standing before the florists, he said, in quavering tones: “Push me in, Lifshin, I want to buy a Class Ivy. Roeder, in short, was safely navigated in the florist and the Ivy was happily bought. CLASS PIN COMMITTEE. “They who are first shall be first, and they, —etc. Yes, so it was with our Class Pins. Anxious to be the first to wear the insignificant gold decorations styled Class Pins, we were dumped. Mr. Harry Salzman was the Chairman of this Committee. If he had any assistants I know not; methinks he attended to this personally— wait—he did have four assistants, too. The pins were ordered. Proof submitted. Proof sent back as satis- factory. Period of silence from pin firm. Mr. Salzman sojourned to New York (after one month had passed), and brought back positive assurance that pins would come soon. (Rise of hopes in Class.) (А� - other month.) Pins came, and distributed amidst great rejoicings, as if meeting a long-lost brother. THE REVEILLE CLASS ALPHABET B is for Banta He’s so lanky and lean; That he looks very much Like a nice long string bean. B is also for Bucklow. She’d rather talk than eat, So when she gets going, You'd better retreat. F is for Fulcher, She's Associate, too: So I guess I won’t talk About her—now, would you? And next on the list Is Harrison, our friend; When matching him pennies Your pennies defend. J is for Jelley; But he’s such a runt, That it’s only his size Which brings him to the front. J is also for Jenner; And her hair is so bright, You can see it for many A mile, e’en at night. K is for Kopp. She’s a good looking lass, But she does too much looking In her looking glass. K is also for Kraeuter, She’s so kwiet and kalm, That her “amoures” with Frankie Make us start with alarm. Lis for Lefkowitz, Who, too, comes in here. She’s as still as a mouse When а sly cat is near. L’s also for Lifshin, Our Ed-in-chief proud s And he vives more advice Than’s thought best by the crowd. THE REVEILLE Roman, ‘Beak.”’ Miss Rademacher’s name’s too long, For us to make a rhyme; And even if it weren't, We haven't got the time. R is for Roeder, Who looks like a girl; l'he only thing laeking, ıys a-making, noise in her throat. for the Lillian, Whose last name is Rush; She was not here a week, Before she'd a erush. S is for Salzman, He's а man of renown; It took him three months, To bring our pins roun'. S is for Smith, Sleeping Beauty in disguise, Whenever he Studies (?) ? We laud him to the skies. All hail the next ‘S’, Whose name is “ME! I! IT! Schnur!” We love him so much, Can we the pain endure? THE REVEILLE T is for Tracy, She is terribly lean: Now when she sees this, She'll think we are mean. W is for Williams, The last in the line; Augusta, Augusta, As a pair you'll look fine. Bv R. SENIOR A CANDY SALE. On Wednesday, March 27, the class held a ale of Dr« W ster’ late. We disposed of five hundred pounds, realizin lars. A prize of six pounds was given to the 1 late in proportion to its enrollment and abi ut eig] selling the � и о� е of tour pounds to the roo: selling the next highest number of pounds. Room 308 prize and Room 311 won the second | | ( of the committee, which consisted of th lisses Kopi 1d Rademacher won the first Chairman and Messrs. Banta and Salzman. Lifshin wrote a story, It was so slow and dry, That he was given money Го let it slip us by. He used to hold her on his lap, As happy as could be; But now it makes her sea sick He has water on the knee. When judgment day has come, And life is dead and done; When Banta everyone pursues, He'll ask you, “Have you paid your dues?’ Teacher: “Johnny, tell me who Patrick Henry was, and what did he do? Johnny: “Patrick Henry was a young man who lived in Virginia. He had blue eyes and light hair. He was married and he said, ‘Give me liberty or give me death.’ —Ex. Conductor of Crowded Trolley Car—“Say, lady in there?” Old Gent—“This way.” can youse squeeze a Miss Rush: “They say if you’re good, you'll be lonesome. That's why I’m never lonesome.” Teacher: “Willie, what is the spinal column?” Willie: “ It's what my head sits on one end of, and I sit on the other end,” —Ex. “ass Tracy- фт I may Pe fat but ve a кі� а [г dis position 5 Of course the “Ups N Seniors are brite У Miss Jenners hair 15 enough to en lighten +heworld _, = Banta. C aLifshin we now KNOWIT our Subyects TRAINING IN CHS! Y Brand new School CHS. жо be cold to quM Ni 4 Voicein Gym Thanks IE highest biddey for today, Boys” — Semi-annual Sale f Hes mine an' Im E H n ) Send gone! Sold (drat that Kid) to this +B, HIS n -— 1. Boob for three and one -halfh} years of, THE REVEILLE Gustan Pats Alias, “DUTCH” Address, 66 HOLLAND STREET Course, COMEMRCIAL Prospects, RUTGERS Activities, PRESIDENT 1912. “REVEILLE” THE REVEILLE May Bucklow WINDY GENERAL ts, NORMAL , SUFFRAGIST Samuel Ielley Alias, “SUNNY JIM” Address, 75 RENNER AVENUE Course, COMMERCIAL Prospects, COLUMBIA Activities, “REVEILLE” ІНЕ REVEILLE Lillian E. Rush Alias, “CUTEY” Address, 297 SOUTH 7th STREET Course, GENERAL Prospects, YALE CONSERVATORY Lawrence John Roeder Alias, “LITTLE GLOOM” Address, 368 SO. ORANGE AVE. Course, COMMERCIAL Prospects, BUSINESS Activities, “REVEILLE” THE Chauncy Ray Moryck Alias, “PERCY” Address, 141 SOMERSET STREET Course, COMMERCIAL Prospects, BUSINESS REVEILLE Abr Press Alias, “GREEK” Address, 409 SPRINGFIELD AVE. Course, GENERAL Prospects, BUSINESS THE REVEILLE Fanny Lefkowitz Alias, “SILENCE” Address, 477 BROAD STREET Course, GENERAL Prospects, NORMAL William Gerda Smith Alias, “BILLY” Address, 385 BERGEN STREET Course, GENERAL Prospects, CORNELL Activities, “REVEILLE” THE REVEILLE Philip Henry Harrison Alias, “GUNK” Address, 334 ROSEVILLE AVENUE Course, GENERAL Prospects, MISSOURI Activities, PIVOT BASEBALL TEAM HOCKEY TEAM Ellen K. Roberts Alias, “HA! HA!” Address, FRELINGHUYSEN AVE. Course, GENERAL Prospects, NORMAL Activities, “NUTTIN, DON’T BOTHER ME” Kenneth H. Moore Alias, “ARCHIBALD” Address, 633 HIGHLAND JE Course, MANUAL TRAINING Prospects, CORNELL Activities, CLASS DAY COMMITTEE MARY OF 1912 MOORI Mama had a little girl. Her name was Mary Ani She always was a nuisance, Until her school began. So Mary went to school one da v: She took a little DOOK. Her mother told her to be wood. But Mary “played the hook.” She wandered far and wide that day; She had a lovely time. She ate up sixteen lolly-pops. And her sodas numbered nine, When school was out she went right home. Her dad asked, “How was school? She told him all about her spree; Poor Mary got the rule. THE REVEILLE ber of the Class of January, 1913, Mise t] indly print her name in The Reveills Height of affluenee, Here it is. Berdie: Miss BERDIE BREGER Е Ir names, THE REVEILLE OUR MORNING SPEECHES TO T AT THE BOARD MEETINGS. THE REVEILLE RUSTLERS OF 101 RANCH. CONSPICUOUS TO FORGET OUR LIBRARY. 7 Sala мем end JeLley— EA W ATER- CARRIERS. for the occasion. L ifshin — Plantins _ —- NISS Rush енің y ELEVENTH HAR her daily toilet- the s$ � і, ¡st smith stud ing history Mgr. Busir бо i€ Ж” га Г УЧУ; mar . WHATS THE wortd A-comin' To. THE REVEILLE IT, ME, I. By David L. Schnur. Jeffries. picked hundreds OUR OPERATIC AIRS. “Run home and tell your mother” “I wonder why they pick on me” 1 v down in Dixie father “Redhead” one to call те dearie” “Т could love a million girls” ‘The Candy Kid” ideal of my dreams” REVEILLE WHAT WE HEAR EVERY DAY. `Ky 1ї was we соци appropriation fri THE REVEILLE samuel Jones ¢ Cos When ordering gummed labels, insist on your printer using none other than Non-Curling Gummed Labels William Bauer DEALER IN BLACK DIAMONDS 446-450 BERGEN STREET : NEWARK Triangle Shaving | Dr. W. P. G. Urling SURGEON DENTIST Parlor Hours, 8:30 4. m. Sundays and evenings to 6:00 p. m, by appointment Phone 2858-W Market John Williams ڪڪ‎ 463 Bergen Street Newark | 118 Market Street Newark Wm. Cairns PHOTOGRAPHER 89 HALSEY STREET :: NEWARK THE REVEILLE WEEQUAHIC NEWARK, N. J. O It will pay you to investigate the merits of this proposition—the character of the development. Lehigh Valley Railroad to build New Station at Elizabeth and Meeker Avenues at once. All Lehigh Valley trains to stop at this station. The opportunity of a life time. NOW IS THE TIME TOBUY Parkway in center of street. Property restricted. Handsome houses for sale. Beautifully located plots for sale. Monthly Payments if desired. Fronts on Weequahic Park. Mt. Prospect and “ Main Line” trolleys pass property. MAPS AND FURTHER PARTICULARS FRANK J. BOCK, Manager FIREMEN'S BUILDING Broad and Market Sts., Newark, N. J. THE REVEILLE Joshua К. Eisner City Line Stair Company utter, Eggs, Teal and Coffees a specialty Incor à Newark, N. STAPLE AND FANCY GROCERIES J. 58 THE REVEILLE We Arrow Bicycle For full par. ANOS AN OS A ticulars, see (GNO GRON our Mr. Мо. The Best American-made Wheel in Existence Sold for Cash or on the Installment Plan, at : ' I ) e Dougall, „ the Ge CLINTON HILL CYCLE СО. ———-———— ° CLINTON BADGER AVES. Thos.D. Jackson, Prop. Sen ІОГ-А class Now listen, my boys (but “no tellee ), To the story of a boob named Jelley. He went down one day To the gym they say, nd there fell flat upon his belly. How he did it!—he had us astounded, But finally when asked he expounded: My left foot, you see, Got mixed with my knee, And then I saw stars—confound it! Zur ae е аа ааа Isaac Pitman Shorthand Exclusively adopted by BOOKS IN USE the New York Board “Course in Isaac Pit- of Education and used man Shorthand--$7.50 in the Extension teach- A Practical Course in ing at Columbia Univ. Touch Typewriting-75 Isaac Pitman (8, Sons Two West Forty-fifth Street : New York City MA AA (C ia Рет] | Оооо ооо — ا‎ 0 — 00 | x | | x x | THE REVEILLE 59 O DRA AS AS IEA A) Steger с, Sons Piano Manufacturing Company FT TT Manufacturers of the Celebrated Steger (8%, Sons Pianos Beautiful Tone :: Highest Quality o | o жаа Л И Market St. 7%,” Newark, М, J. ме ис зис исне исәнме | x x | | | | = A OC ) Phone 2921-R Market Eu Knoller W. JELLEY LADIES’ TAILOR Furniture Perfect Fit, Excellent Workmanship нат ager L. Bamberger De Инн Street, Newark, М. J. PURCHASES Cor. Washington Street MAY BE . e CHARGED Phone 2241-L Waverly Stop Scratching! For all kinds of Eczema, Salt Rheum and Itch, use 2 Dr. Richard’s Eczema Lotion | (Sy 25c per bottle Ss Prepared by L. 1. STAEHLE 169-235 803 South Orange Avenue Newark :: New Jersey «Made in Newark? 161 Ferry St., Newark, N. J 60 THE REVEILLE ЕГЕТЕ a Sa Sa n Re a a AAA RR БАРА SAA OFFERS SPECIAL SUMMER RATES College Prep. j Com inertia Algebra Spanish Book-keeping Plane and Solid Latin Stenog. (Pitman) Trigonometry French Com. Law Arith, Chemistry Hebrew Bus. Eng. Physics Adv. English Penmanship Communicate or inquire in person at 161 SPRINGFIELD AVE. DAY «а, EVENING INSTRUCTION hh ee S ЧЧ SH SHE GS ЧЕЧ ЧЕ GEL US US USUS GE US LES US GS th th th th th th ih th ih A ih th th th Е in th th th th th Š th th th th th th ih th + AAA hihi UR HH ARA APPLIED QUOTATIONS. “My very hairs do mutiny” “A little learning is a dangerous thing” “A great book is a great evil” “Speech is silver, silence is golden” ................. Miss Lefkowitz “Money is the root of all evil” “Birds of a feather flock together” Roeder and Jelley Never judge from appearances ..........:2...........:..Міөв ИШИ “АП that glitters is not gold” Class Pins “Good things are wrapped in small packages” “On a fool’s beard the barber learns to shave” Williams “One does not buy beauty in a kettle .................... Miss Rush “A mob of gentlemen who wrote with ease” Reveille Board “He from whose lips divine persuasion flows”............Mr. Wiener Mr. Webb Do you get it? Mr. Sinclair ny questions? Miss Sayre. . Don't come back to the room until you've been to the office Mr. Triess Ganz richtig THE DAY BEFORE THE CLASS PICTURE. (Notice on 4 A Bulletin by Lifshin.) “Unto each and everyone: Clothe yourself in the niftiest of thy rai- ment; for saith not the prophet (x y z, 7-11) that thou must shine like unto a rotten carrot when thou hast thy mug took.” THE REVEILLE We hope the excellence of Brewster Milk Chocolate may tempt you to use our Dutch Maid Cocoa also. Dutch Maid is better than usual cocoa in three ways: Perfectly Digestible The Dutch process makes all the fats easily soluble. Better Taste fine richness and del- icacy. Economical vou use only a half- teaspoonful to a cup instead ofa teaspoonful. Brewster Cocoa MFG Со JERSEY Ciry N J At your Grocer’s BREWSTER COCOA MFG. CO. JERSEY CITY NEW JERSEY 62 THE REVEILLE Pi A SURE RRS SRR ER RR A SRR SRR Rar PHONE 1318-W MARKET (йе Науегїога Сус1е Company — a 945 BROAD ST. :: NEWARK, М. J. Ih ES J $175.00 The big 1912 “4” Haverford Motor Cycle with Bosch Magneto, Schebler Carburator, 4 H. P. long stroke, upright engine, aluminum crank case, roller bearing, leat spring fork, truss frame, 28 inch wheels, studded tires, 28 x 214 inches, Person champion saddle, automatic stand, flat belt with Idler, $1 75.00. A few 1911 motor cycles with magneto reduced frame, $185.00 to $145.00, Battery models from $150.00 to $120.00, BICYCLES—The well-known Hudson Bicycle, D. T: hanger, Thor Cubs and best equipment, $30.00. Dayton bicycles, 3 arch frame, mud guards and equipments, $35.00, Haverford bicycle, $25.00, Packard, $20.00; others as low as $16.00. We sell tor cash or installment. Send for Catalogue andterms. Open evenings. $ $ $ $ $ $ š $ @ ji $ $ $ $ ñ $ $ @ $ ñ $ $ $ $ e] 5 Pi ih th th th th th th th th Е th th th th th th th š th H th th th th th th th th th th th th SRSA SAAR A AAA A AA Harrison: “What is our lesson in English?” Miss Fulcher: “Find three likenesses and five contrasts of Harrison: “Three different likenesses of whom? n officer was showing the old lady over the battleship. “This,” said he, pointing to an inscribed plate on the deck, “is where the captain fell.” “No wonder,” replied the old lady, “I nearly slipped on it myself.” Ex. Compliments of A. Kingsland Sutton THE REVEILLE BOOKED AT OUR THEATRE. Happy” cocci 4 A’s Right to Be Ha Red Widow Jenne Man | unl Mine ф изи Коот 101 Rademacher Miss F ulchetr Jelley nan Principal Board A's “Exams.” The Office (?) � Barrier” ‘he House Ne � Concert” (фе Best Bread man in the city is Weber. He kneads the dough for all who need good bread. Whenever you are busy and feel inclined to loaf, do not forget to call at ж х ж WEBER?! S Т� е most ea te 244-256 Waverly Avenue 64 THE REVEILLE The Demand for Good Stenographers APPLIED. Miss Kraeuter stood on the burning deck; Relief ships blew their horns. las! she could not The heat move because had popped her « Our janitor—we pit: As all ge For everv night t =: TI d ре pie 1 Again returns to dust WHO'S WHICH IN ECONOMICS. Single Tax Suffragette Free Trade Protective T Anarchist Chemistry must. (How about it, Mr. Sinclair?) The Senior A’s of Central High Are right up to the scratch; Among the freaks of that great class Are the orange socks of Patz. The hair that Miss May Bucklow wears Is hers—now, who'd a-thought it? She swears ‘tis hers and true she swears, For I know where she bought it. Wherefore wearest thy shoe so torn? Of Frank we've always asked. I’ve let the doctor cut a corn; It was a mighty task. -those possessing a good general education, those capable of filling positions as Private Secretaries, Con. fidential Clerks, etc., is far greater than the supply. Get Into a Line of Work that is not Crowded! —one where your opportunities are practically unlimited, one that does not require the best years of your life to be spent in preparation. Many of the Highest salaried Men and Women inthe country began as stenographers —such men as Cortelyou, Loeb, W, Morgan Shuster and a host of others, We make a specialty of training young men and women for high grade positions. Send for catalogue. COLEMAN National Business COLLEGE ACADEMY AND HALSEY STREETS NEWARK NEW JERSEY J. KUGLER, JR., Principal Leading School of Isaac Pitman and Gregg Shorthand and Touch Typewriting. A $10,000 Typewriter equipment. THE REVEILLE Telephone Market 2402 Hours: 8 to 6 Sundays: 10 to 2 N ULANG S= NEL N American Dental Parlors Dr. «А. ЮО. Smith 50 Ane A AC © NG Over Holzhauers Drug Store 787 Broad Street Newark, New Jersey NG “ы 6 “There goes my man: “What? Run away, and never and ГЇЇ run after your hat.”—Ex. Minister: So you're going to school now, are you, Bobby?” Bobby (age 0): Yes, sir.” Minister: “Spell kitten for me.” Bobby: “Oh, I’m further advanced than that. Try me on — Ех. Reliable Tickets, 500 for $1.00 and up rk Meat Market New System Printing Edward Schweihert 37 HARRISON AVENUE 460 Bergen Street Newark, N. J. | Tel. 2289-) Harrison, N. J. THE REVEILLE Compliments of the “Barnstormers” Compliments of the 4-B Class THE REVEILLE u nn‏ س Compliments of the 3-A Class Compliments of the 3-B Class 68 THE REVEILLE Cee ooo Toon Sto enn nena Hainski-Rademacher Co. WM.G. HAINSKI, President WM. H. RADEMACHER, Sec ие е Jas] Ж, Treas. BUILDERS REAL ESTATE OPERATORS JGA a E Jun SORT nu | Do you intend Building? Ifso we will fur- ? nish you with all information а� а sketches = ene -- UR RRA LA SAAS GASA Ji absolutely free of charge. 4 Are you look- ing for a home or flat? (| Have you any property you want to sell? €| Do you need insurance? @ We have о� е family and two-family houses for sale at all prices. CALL ON US OR 'PHONE 5567] MARKET FIREMEN'S INSURANCE BUILDING BROAD (A MARKET STS., NEWARK, NEW JERSEY DAMA � е WADA ALA ASA ADA A ЕРЕН үрүү NE Nee DANARDANA E БД on Ө� і E E ЕП Ө� і ЕП Sn ЕП En cn on ЕП БД on on oF b E on Әй SA E Tu Salzman—“Do you know Jim?” Moore—“ Jim who?” Salzman— Physical education. Lifshin—“Say, Smith, what course will you graduate in?” Smith— In the course of time. Salzman (surprised at his сага) —“ОҺ, look! I’m—turning 8 (Wood turning). Miss Rademacher—‘Is that all, Harry? I thought you were 17 at least. The Franklin Press weree literature as well as fine wedding, bang i inti i i and social gathering Commercial Printing of all kinds at very reasonable prices жой. wm Church and School work a specialty :: Prompt :: Accurate stag smoker programs and announcements, + pud unio? жете A کی‎ A u Ai DNE cani GTS intricate label work WE DESIGNED AND PRINTED THIS BOOK pamphlets, catalogues and resort stationery for winter ® summer hotels; raffle tickets show-cards badges By-Laws for general Office at 100 Bloomfield Avenue = E CAPE Sec. Commission М. J. Near Stone Street : NEWARK : NEW JERSEY Inland Waterways THE REVEILLE 69 | س withy, Smithy, always sleepy, | w do your lessons go? Р О | T R R ith sixes and fives ional sighs Photographer too, all и ом с Established 1899 wn in the gym PORTRAITS K ars, SCHOOL Little m Коейе GROUPS ld compete with the nd in a fit of frolic and mirth, strove to span my waist. s! l was so broad of eirth, would not be embraced. | | 839 Broad St., Newark, N. J. (Miss Tracy) | Opposite Central R. К. AX NY NA Sen — Д LTL | The Sunday” Call ыу has made And the whole family Fed popula r. take interest in Central «� о news- dealers will High School doings. Zins THE REVEILLE a WHEN WOMEN VOTE. tains up in the booths?” on the stencils? “Perfume on the ballots?” es, madam.’ “Tea fixings ready to serve?” “Yes, madam. “Then the polls are now о] Tattered Tompkins: appearance as a faint av Breezy Whiskers Pattered Tompkins: “Work! I lay on my І for whiskey, and a big fat cop shouted, ‘Give him air.’ HEARD IN THE LUNCH ROOM. о you keep eges here? Where are you going, my pretty maid “I'm going to sneeze, good sir, she said. At whom? At whom cried he, aíraid, “At choo! At choo! со d sir. she said. What the Central Commercial and Manual Training High School is to the public school system, so the Newark Business College is to the private business training schools Same Shorthand System taught in both---Isaac Pit nan, and the same Bookkeeping work : Modern Illustrative 2 Send for Catalogue A PAIR THAT'S HARD TO BEAT 1 | ЧЕЧЕ URSA GR UA NAURI ANA SRA SA Halsey (A Warren Sts., : Newark, М. J. BE کک ن ی‎ UHRA WAMA WAU WAYA en WA On DAWA SALA ПОЛО ПО эЛ SASASI THE REVEILLE JUT MONDAY JUNE 17th THE PIVO (ATHLETIC NUMBER) Who's Who an’ Why? (A NEW FEATURE) FULL ATHLETIC REPORTS New cover design—Full page cartoons JOKES—4 Pages Personals—JOKES Is YOUR NAME there? WINNERS ANNOUNCED IN Prize Essay Contest Prize Advertising Contest Prize School Song Contest Prize School Cheer Contest Out Monday, June 17 ONLY TEN CENTS THE REVEILLE