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

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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

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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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Pat—“Take and be darned. Oi'll meet yez оп me return tr-rip.”” (The patrol disappears in the offing and Pat leans over the side to determine his location.) Pat London, Sirrah, an’ now for the dur-ity wur-rk. Kitty, an' can ye see the sign below? 'Tis Act 3—Scene 1 (Same as Act 2— Scene 1, Above London) ( Pat extricates an object from a bundle and lets it gingerly over the side of the ship by means of a rope. He decreases the altitude of the plane and wings his way in graceful curves above the home of Silas Slick- shoe. His eyes are smarting with the strain of picking out objects in the dark and identifying them. He locates the ploughshare, the hayrick, the mowing ma- chine and just as he is about to give up in despair he sees the object of his search. He maneuvers his machine with such accuracy that the immense anchor at the end of the rope catches the flivver squarely amidships. Then the plucky little plane strives to rise with the added burden. ) Pat—' 'Now that we've accomplished our mission 'twould be heart br-reakin' to lose the Henr-ry.”” (The ship rises slowly. А third copper appears and eyes the dangling Ford suspiciously.) Cop— 'Seems to be a new kind of ballast you have there.” Pat— Obh, no! chase Ог та just after makin'. Огт only totin home а pur- (Suddenly the plane dips and starts falling. Sure as a plummet it drops to earth, the Ford swinging wildly on the anchor. Pat closes his eyes and wonders if his key to heaven has grown rusty from disuse. With a crash they land—in the top of an apple tree. Pat hears the apples drop and is filled with dread.) Pat— 'Tkere's a spicial law agin the landin’ in an apple tree. Shure an’ if it had been an oak tree Oi'd be a feelin’ better.” (He gets out and surveys his loss.) Pat (looking up from the ground) — If ever а man was in a barrel it's Oi at this minnet. Oi can't get the thing down on a ladder. Guess ОГ] have to take the jitney hame. (Whistling to his cat he climbs in the car and starts for Paris. Pat soliloquizes. ) Pat summons tomorra for the apple tree bizness. Огуе got the that | happy.” “Oi suppose Oi'll be sur-rved up with a But so Oi'm For-rd wint afther Finis Afterword The next day Harry Hicks received a note from Silas Slickshoe. It read, “You can keep the Ford; the aeroplane is a later model and suits me better. Enclosed find bill for damages rendered to my apple tree last night by said aeroplane, operated by one Patrick Pennypacker. When you get your airship I'll race you again.” Pat sat down heavily. “Ву all that's holy, ОГ! swear Oi'm the most unlucky divil.” “Meow?” Curtain The Last Big Game of the Season—May 29