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

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her for help because his people were spending the winter at Lakewood. Не needed her help. the night before the Meet. 1 his Was When Gladys retired that night she had decided on her course of action. Clifford would have to pay the penalty of speeding (it was his third offense) and spend Saturday in the precinct. She saw no way out of it. required money was impossible. But what about her- self? Would she have to miss the Meet and spend a dull, solitary evening because Clifford had broken a law? No! Reader, you may wonder how it is possible that a girl, the day of a great event, can find a partner for it, but our heroine did. I imagine she put on her sweetest smile and her cleverest party manners, and then found a boy— you know the rest. If you do not, you will be able to guess what happened when 1 say that on March 22nd, 1919, Gladys appeared at the Meet in her new dress and other new wearing ap- parel, but not with Clifford. When the athletic part of the Meet was over and Central had carried away the highest honors, the band began to play. Immediately the huge floor of the Armory was flooded with dancing couples. novelty dance was announced. To raise the Finally a MAY TWENTY-NINTH In the middle of the next fox trot the lights were to be lowered, all were to chai ge partners, and when the lights were re-lit, to with the partner (This didn't really happen at the Meet, but it is necessary for my story.) [he exciting came building was in semi-darkness. danc e new dance and soon the whol he signal was given to change partners, and when the lights went up, be hold! Gladys was in the arms of Clifford! How did it happen? Simple enough. PI I ‘ He had left his only diamond ring at the precinct for bail ten minutes before and rushed up to Sussex Avenue without his new togs for the occasion. But he was there! and that was all Gladys knew. Our clever heroine paired her former escort with some friend of hers (you know how clever girls can arrange things) and spent the rest of the evening о! March 22nd, as planned for weeks—with Clifford. All Central is alive with the news now, and if you listen carefully you will hear them say: Even though his suit was his everyday one, and his hair was not plastered down tight for the Meet, his radiant face and happy smile counted for more than those incidentals, and helped to make them the most attractive couple there!” BARRINGER versus CENTRAL Admission, G. O. Members, 10c Non-members, 15c Take the Bloomfield car direct to the City Field, Bloomfield and Roseville Avenues

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turned and started to run, but he stumbled over the stone he had been sitting on and fell flat on his face. Instantly he was on his feet and started running again. Then from behind him came a screech, which to Jock was the most horrible he had ever heard in his life. Meow-ow-ow-w-Weow-W-W,' it came, breaking the stillness ol the air in an unearthly sound. Jock fly like the wind, but he was stopped suddenly bv a white figure coming toward him. Jock gazed He dropped his hands This made at the figure in bewilderment. to his sides, and as he did so felt the hammer in h pocket. An idea came to him. He grasped the THE GREAT ENIRAL. MAXINE “Will it be all right for March 22nd, then?” “Yes.” “At seven-thirty 2 =. That was all that was said; but what those words implied! It meant that She was going to the Great Central Meet—and with Him. The only things that were at that time informed of this wonderful happen- ing were the doors, blackboards and desks in 110, be- cause that was where the date was made. Conse- quently, it was up to Her to spread the thrilling news throughout Central. That afternoon Gladys (that's the name of the girl who said yes, and who is to be our heroine) left school at one minute after three precisely, and by 3:16 had made arrangements with her dressmaker for the plans to be followed in the designing of her attire for the Meet. Clifford (that's the name of the fellow who asked the boon for March 22nd, and who 15 our hero) left the building at 3:10, and by 3:25 had received Nat Levy's promise to furnish him with a complete outfit for the Great Night. By the looks of things, you, gentle reader, may be led to think that this wonderful affair was to be held in a very short time from the hour our heroine re- ceived her bid. It is not just for me to mislead you by their hasty actions, so I will tell you a little secret. The Meet was scheduled for March 22nd, and it was only March 1 Oth. You can judge for yourself what an important event in Gladys's life this was, when she, who never 13 hammer, and rushing at the figure with a yell, brought down that implement with all his strength on the vision's head, then ran for dear life toward home. The next morning Jim Sanderson had a big lump on his head. One of the villagers recollected having seen Jim walking toward the burial grounds the night before with a bundle under his arm. When Jock heard this he remembered the ghost he had hit on the head, and told the story, and always after that when he told the story he would end by saying, An' its awfu’ uncanny that Jim Sanderson had a beg lump on his heid the next mornin'. a MMU m MEET HEMMINDINGER, departed from her dear school before four o'clock, had to bid the building good-bye directly after dis- missal, and rush her order eleven days in adv ance. The same applies to our hero, Clifford. I have not the space nor the time to tell you of all the exciting moments the couple spent during the days that followed. But it will be wise to say that Gladys was shopping either here or in New York each day promptly after school, and that Central was alive with the news that the best-looking boy in school was taking the most popular girl. All eyes would be drawn magnetically to this famous couple—our hero and heroine, reader, on this eve of March 22nd. Slowly but surely the day grew near.. By the time Spring made her appearance, all plans for the Meet were going smoothly. But—before the day of March 21st was over, one girl's spirits were crushed. That girl was Gladys. At seven-thirty that even- ing, just as she was thinking how stunning she would be looking at the same hour the coming night, the telephone rang. Convinced that Clifford’s manly voice would be on the other end of the wire, Gladys answered the phone. Is Miss Gladys Eagleton in?” said a gruff voice. “This is she speaking.” “This is the Fourth Precinct. A person was just brought in for breaking the traffic laws. He gave your name and address for assistance.” Gladys never knew how she managed to ask the question, Do you mean you want bail? but she remembered receiving the answer. Yes. To raise the money was the question that now con- fronted our heroine. She knew that he had looked to

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иШ ТА. FSH гоот о] Harri H ( les, Par Bs N | Harry Hicks’ back yard. [n the air above Paris, 2000 ft. up. mediately over London, N. ] Act 1 ( The Honorable Harry Hicks is ѕес (еа to right of Center is occupied by Pilot Patrick Penny packer, an aviator.) Н. H.— Pat, b'gum, d’ye know thet yure tew nite is a gonna honor consid rable? Ever sincst Silas Slickshoe over t Ford this summer Yew hev yure instruc k- action clear my London beat me in his durned ole [ve a bin a itchin’ tew git my vengince. shuns and Gol Ding ye, ef yew don't carry 'em out (his eyes gleamed maliciously) well, ye'll I’ll- not git a red copper. Pat— Shure an’ be gorry, yur wurrd is law, I'm after tellin’ ye. (He exits right stage.) Scene 1 Usual Act 2 (Ordinary back yard. accumulation animals. Animals prevail. at rear, tied securely to the tarm implements and Dim outline of airship paling of the fence.) Pat—“Ah, me trusted frind, Fish, we have in our kapein’ a verry per-rillous mission. Shure, ‘tis our lot to fly o'er the hame o' Slickshoe and wr-reck ven- (Business of looking over ship and tight- ening up breech. Presently the roar of the motor fills the air and the animals take themselves off in terror. One cat lands on the running board, and as they are now twenty-five feet up and mounting stead- ily, is forced to seek refuge in the tonneau of the machine, where, all unknown to Pat, she sniffs around gince. ' from the famous book bv agenl, usher, janitor and on the Tiring of this she decides to She crouches for a spring and ) mouse. ех lore Scene 2 Pat—‘‘Mither о’ Moses, save me and take this clawin’ divil off me head. Meow, is it? Shure an’ never mind, Mither o' Moses, “twas only me cat. Turns to cat. Don't ye know, ye furred crittur, that animals as passengers is all taboo?” (The lights of another ship appear in the distance and approach.) Pat— Gud nite it is fur me, if that cop rounds me up. (The green light of the patrol plane illuminates sky and the copper spots Pat.) Cop— Hey, there, where's your tail light? If you're tryin’ to get away wid anyt'ing don't be prac- ticin’ on my beat. Get me? Then get out and light ир?” Раї—“ОШЇ light up at the next gar-rage and not a bit sooner. Go on with ye, ОГт in a hurry now. ( He gives the engine more gas and leaves the cautious cop far in the rear. [n a few minutes Pat reaches the aforementioned garage, which occupies the top floor of the Leaning Shaft, an immense building of 263 stories. Pat parks his machine in a convenient place and alights, briefly. After filling his gas tank and lighting his rear lamp he is immediately off, and is soon exceed- ing speed limits. A swift patrol darts after him.) Patrol your lic ense number. Halt in the name of the law or I'll take