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

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тв. ВА Лоетне4А Most Popular Girl Flora Morchower Verna Kinsey Most Popular Bov Robert Caruba George Douglas Prettiest Girl Kitty Seidenberg Helen Brown Handsomest Воу Alfred Rauch Sam Lowits Best All-round Girl Verna Kinsey Mildred Stahl Best All-round Bov Norman Lee Best Girl Orator Serena Greenberg Best Girl Athlete Beatrice Meyer Kitty Seidenberg Best Boy Athlete George Douglas Best Boy Dancer Isadore Moskowitz Ben Ratner Best Girl Dancer Freida Lippel Sophie Buchbinder Best Girl Dresser Celia Terner Helen Kronengold Best Boy Dresser Alex Schwartz Robert Caruba Class Pest Ben Ratner Class Comedian Harold Bendel Joseph Hiross Noisiest Boy Ben Ratner Noisiest Girl Helen Kronengold Most School-Spirited Си! Serena Greenberg Flora Morchower Most S hool-Spirited Воу Ellis Hahn Robert Caruba Class Baby Kitty Seidenberg Ellis Hahn Most Conceited Girl Helen Kronengold Serena Greenberg Most Conceited Boy George Douglas Best Girl Mixer Verna Kinsey Estelle Bohrer Best Boy Mixer Dave Rothenberg Ellis Hahn Hardest W orker Verna Kinsey Robert Caruba A SENIOR’S DREAM By A. E. D. So home I slowly trudged on Monday afternoon— A dull, a hot and sultry day, but soon would June, I hat month of roses, Bring on graduation with its boundless joy; Homework gone and studies overthrown, oh, boy! Into a chair I flung myself, my card in hand, With only three below. Ne’er could I understand How I got through. Up the aisle we seniors marched that night, my heart So light, my head so large. І felt so smart! It seemed, deep in my inner self as there I sat, This graduation Га not justly earned, and that Quite spoiled my bliss. Now, at last, are handed out the pretty Rolls of white to Jane and John— But попе to me! And now they are explaining the mistake. Му soul did quake. I heard them say, “Не flunked.” O'ertake Me death, sweet consolation! Great guns! But doesn't one sweat when off he dozes Warm afternoons before the month of roses.

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CLASS WILL Know all men by these presents that we, the illus- trious class of June, 1920, being mentally sound, do hereby proclaim this our last will and testament. We, therefore, solemnly bequeath to those whom we re- gretfully leave behind us in this immortal institution of learning, the following: Article I. We hereby give and bequeath to the entire school, our worthy principal, Mr. William Wiener, who has safely guided us through the many perils of our high school careers. Article II. We further bequeath to the entire school our learned faculty. They have borne with us for four years. They have taken our ignorance and inattention all with good will. We could not have had any better. Article Ш. To the entire school, we leave THE Pivot. Along with THE Pivot, we bequeath Ros- kein with his busy air, the Zweibel Brothers, Busi- ness Department, but more often engaged in the busi- ness of getting everybody's goat, and the Journalist Club and its new finds in literary talent. Article IV. То the student body, we leave and bequeath the daily line in the lunch room as it mean- ders slowly along on its way to the counter. Article V. To the school we leave the G. O. Along with it, we leave the President of the G. O. filling an imaginary position and the Executive Com- mittee with its imaginary meetings. We also leave the job of getting funds from the G. O. for either prom or entertainment. Article VI. То those who insist upon keeping office hours, we leave the “Question of the Hour i 212 Article УП. То those unfortunate cutters whq have not the gift of gab, we gladly give thosd pleasant hours spent with Mr. Sinclair in Room 208 Article VIII. То the second floor and those i the vicinity of 208, we leave the fragrant odors whic rivals the fragrance of roses. Article IX. To the 4 B's we leave the acrobat nines. The pleasantness of work in July and Augus we also leave to them. Article X. To the 4 B's we also leave quite 4 few 4 A's who have decided to stay and help thd new seniors get acquainted with the duties of senior because of the complexity of the all-year system. Article XI. To the school we leave the Servici Clubs who have aided Central in many worthy proj ects. We do hereby nominate and appoint Mr. Willia Wiener to be the executor of this, our last will апд testament. In witness whereof, we have hereunto se our hands and seal this twentieth day of May in th year of our Lord, Nineteen Hundred and Twenty. (Signed) CLASS JUNE, 1920. Samuel Harrison (Attorney) Carl Brueggeman (Attorney) May, 1920. OUR ALPHABETICAL SENIORS A is for Appel—first on the list Of these sixty-four Seniors who are leaving our midst; Baumgarten, Brueggeman, Bohrer, and Brown, And other bright B’s who have won fair renown Are Bendel and Bruns, Buchbinder and Bisch, Whose Central careers have been all one could wish. Connolly and Charles, Caruba and Carter, We know will succeed for there are none smarter. D is for Douglas—swift as an arrow, Frances Eisen comes next—then the fleet-footed Far- row; The other two F's, by name Freedman and Fein To do them full justice takes more than a line. Тће genius of Greenberg, the humor of Hahn, In tlie memory of Central will ever live on; Halprin—Hyman and Naomi, of last name the same In their varied talents may true honors claim. Hemmendinger and Horland, both active and bright, Like Hiross and Handler, work with a might. Verna E. Kinsey—fair clever V. K., Who works for her school both by night and by day. 10 And lest we forget, or leave in Ше lurch, We hasten to add Messrs. Kurtz, Knecht and Kirsch R. Katzman, C. Kleiber, and H. Kronengold— Three maidens exceedingly sweet to behold. For lack of L's we've nothing to fear, See Lubowitz, Leichtman, and Lubowitz here; Lippel, Lepkowsky, and Lipow, too, Lowits and Lieb— Central rooters true blue, And a dashing young chap by name Norman Lee. In the M's the two Meyers—Misses Elsie and Bea, Moskowitz, Marx, and our own: Flo Morchower, Who in clubs and in class has been ever a power. Florenda M. Nicoll, Peltz, Press and Pfeil, Are Seniors whom all of us greet with a smile. In riotous times, when seeking for peace Call on Rothenberg, Reiter, Rauch, Reich or Reiss Schottenfeld, Struening, Stahl, Shlaer, Schiffmayer, We hope will attain all their young heart's desire. T is for Terner—and with Verniero, This completes the great class of June 1-9-2-0. V. К.Н.

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ја As we made our way over to Ше hangar, we were talking over our high school days. I had been married but three hours and we were about to start оп our honeymoon around the world. We wanted to make innumerable stops and visit some of our mutual friends. Soon we found the place where our new beau- tiful green airplane was being tuned up for the journey. Norman Lee was polishing the windows of the dining compartment. That finished, and all other details attended to, George Douglas, our pilot, who was now flying instead of running, came to see that everything was all О. K. and all was ready for our little trip. Our first stop was to be England. Nothing ex- citing happened on our way over except that we passed Lewis Bates and Florenda Nicoll in their airflivver. Well, we landed at the field in London and who should we find at the head of the Salva- tion Army’s Hostess House but Maxine Hemmen- dinger. We certainly were surprised to meet her there. She told us that she had just recently met Tilly Kreps who was keeping a newsstand in Man- chester. Tilly had heard that Lee Horland was proprietor of a pawnshop in Iceland. He always was a cool sort of chap. Before we had started on our way to gay Paree we had learned that Florence Lubovitz had become a society queen in Abyssinia and Elsie Leichtman and Louis Lepkow- sky were married and living in Siam. Our class was certainly scattered. At last we were on our way to France. It cer- tainly was wonderful how our little machine made time. It took us about fifteen hours to cross the Big Pond; and Maxine told us that we ought to be in Paris four hours after we left England. She was not so far wrong, for four hours and thirteen minutes after we left England, we landed in Paris. We had previously decided that we would spend a few days in Paris. Who, to our amazement, should we see at the desk at Hotel ———— but Hyman Halprin! After we had registered and come down from our rooms we entered the dining room. Harry Liebowitz was our waiter! Surely this promised to be some trip for us. It certainly seemed like old times to meet all these people. Just as Harry was bringing our order the music started. Since this was the journey of surprises we were not as amazed at seeing Ben Ratner leading the band. Two more of our class- mates helped Professor Ratner to render his noise. 12 Ellis Hahn had long since abandoned his drums and had become very proficient on the largest French horn Paris boasted of. Arthur Buerman manned the drums a la Central High School Orchestra. The music which the band used was of a very distinctive type. Quite different from any we had heard be- fore. We concluded that the unusual type of music played here seemed odd to us because we were in Paris. But—when Professor Ratner told us he was using exclusively the fruits of the strenuous efforts Nat Moskowitz—! ‘That the complicated mystery. While of solved were in the dining room, Detective Rothenberg sauntered. Of course no one would ever suspect that he was a detective because he wears just plain clothes, but he works very hard keeping the cooties out of the Army of Occupation. we Detective Rothenberg asked us if we should care to pay а visit to the White House of France and perchance see the President of that grand land. Well, we went! We didn’t see the President, but we did see his private secretary, who was none other than Carl Brueggeman! Our time was getting short, so we hurried back to our hotel and began preparations to go to Turkey. I had always entertained a desire to see Turkey so that was to be our next drop. As we were leaving the hotel for the flying field where our Flying Fish awaited us, I espied Alfred Rauch coming down the street, clad in a flowing cape of black broadcloth, and a high silk hat. After a very brief conversation he informed me that he was now the Modiste in a very prominent Paris Shop. His establishment “was reputed to be the makers of the finest gowns for ladies, anywhere in France. We must confess that we were quite sur- prised that Alfred should have chosen this as his vocation, but—you never can tell! Upon arriving at the field we learned that our porter was nowhere to be found! That's Norman all over! We sent our pilot after Norman and where do you suppose he found the runaway? In Helen Kronengold's Beauty Parlor. He had some- how heard of this place and vain Norman had to go and see for himself! There besides Mlle. Kronen- gold he found Etta Baumgarten, Estelle Bohrer, Esther Connelly and Frances Handler. And, of course, since he had lost none of his school day charm, Norman had been there reminiscencing for two hours! Summoning all the strength he had