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

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Surely we must attend the bull fight. Well, we went! And we saw—Herbert Pfeil throw the bull! Beatrice Meyer was there too. She was resting up for a few months before the circus she is with began its new season's tour. Rose Katzman, we learned, is a bare- back rider in the same menagerie. We didn't hear of any more June, '20's, during the next few days. On the third day we started for the States once more. We certainly would be glad to get back again, even though we had had a very enjoyable time. Two weeks later we were comfortably settled in our little apartment when who should call upon us but Reginald Farrow and his family. Mercy! those five kids made so much racket that we were dead sure of a notice to move after they had gone. A few days later I thought that a visit to the old place once more would be very enjoyable. Then, too, I could tell the Big Chief about where all his June, '20's, were, and into what mischief they had fallen. I arrived at Central at about 2:30 and by force of habit made my way to the Rat Hole. Ву chance I had my old key, which by this time was rusty, with me, and I went in and made myself comfortable. I hadn't been sitting there but 10 minutes when I saw gla Flora Morchower saunter by with a broom in one hand and a dust pan in the other and a bunch of keys suspended from her apron by a chain! Flora, still an old maid, but matron of Central! Well, she said she just couldn't leave the old place. She almost lost her job when her big boss, Leonard Knecht, found that she had wasted almost an hour talking to me. Surely our class was scattered over all the earth! We had heard from everyone of the class and it seemed each was farther away than the other. Аз Flora and I walked up the first floor corridor toward the front entrance, we stopped to look at the June, '20's, picture. Why we hadn't heard from Simon Schlaer! I stopped in the office before I went home, and in the course of the conversation with the In- vincible Office force, I found that Schlaer was labor- ing down in Peru trying to discover the secret of tempered copper. Now we had found one of our number who had fled to South America. Central was represented on every continent! Апа every Cen- tralite happy! VERNA E. KiNsEY, Class Prophet, A NIGHTMARE I fell asleep one night And dreamt a dream (a terrible sight) It seems the years began to roll And each now had attained his goal. On New Year's day I took a walk Around the town to have a talk With pals of many years ago, Many whom you used to know. Whipped and spanked were Clara's kids, With aims so sure of pots and lids. Ellis Hahn a lawyer tall, Was sitting in a large court hall. Rauch and Farrow, on the Exchange, Important men to no one strange. release a crowd of men could hold, While doctrines new to them he told. A shining star was Verna now; An editor of something. How? Ask Verna, and she will relate, That the Ргуот worked her fate. In the middle of the street, I saw two certainly familiar feet. Then Dave Rothenberg I knew, A cop, to be compared with few. That night I went into a show, And there amongst the footlights’ glow, Тће Bennoss Brothers I beheld In funny faces they excelled. Esther was a nun so fair, Her nose was always in the air. Helen was a dancer proud, She could hold a great big crowd. Mildred had a little cart, Which she rolled around the mart. Helen Brown ran all around, She looked and looked and found her clown. Ratner, leader of his band, Was so famous o'er the land. Lowits sold Grandma's Delight. He was such a wicked sight. Brueggeman was very bold, He always thought he had a cold. Freeman was so very timid He always said The sky's my limit. Douglas was a happy father He had six so couldn't bother То teach them how to run a race, With manly speed and ease and grace. Kitty had such wim and wigour For you see she had a figure, Clara Neu was all the go As Kitty's guardian in the show. We must claim a woman's right, So do not come to us and fight. H.B. C. E

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үт {лг Ты = ЊУ УМА (1 1 George extricated Ше he-vamp from the ladies and they started back to the field. We say started for they stopped before they reached it. George was giving Norman some very valuable sprinting hints when Norman suddenly stopped! Look who's standing in that window! Twas none other than our own Robert Caruba, proprietor of a French Pastry Shop. Th ree hours later the rascals returned to the field. It was really too late to start for Tur- key now, but since the authorities allowed night flying we decided to go. At last we were on our way! When we neared Turkey we became quite an at- traction, for flying machines were a rarity there. This fact alone accounted for there being no flying field around, so we landed on the roof of a building which some irresponsible individual had carelessly called a hotel. After sprucing up a bit, by shoveling the dust out of our eyes, and having eaten a good substantial meal, we decided to look the town over. Where were we? Г didn't know, nor did I care. I didn't like Turkey and I was sure of that already. At any rate, we should know where we were, so we journeyed on, looking for something which might enlighten us. We had wandered about an hour along a cobble- stone road when I saw what looked to me a very familiar sight. Daniel Capiello was a street cleaner in Turkey! Surely he would know what burg this was. Yes, he did. It was Adrianople! Danny told us all we wanted to know about Turkey and then some. He asked us whether we had come across any of the other June, '20's, and we related our recent travels. He had some news of the old crowd him- self. I asked him where he got all the information. His only reply was, “Веше a street cleaner, I picked up bits of news all the time. We learned that Harry Freedman and Isadore Reiss were in the same business as Danny, in Constantinople. Elsie Meyer had be- come Commander of the Turkish Women's Brigade. Max Kurtz was a radical prohibitionist, with his head- quarters on the Sahara Desert. The Sahara Desert also boasted of another Centralite, namely Naomi Hal- prin, who conducts a novelty tent to supply all tourists. The greatest surprise came to us when Danny told us that Serena Greenberg had talked to the people of Morocco so much and at such length that they made her President. Joseph Feld was her court спег. We left Danny after having heard all he knew and started rapidly back to our shack a la hotel. On the way we saw Louis Schottenfeld's Oriental Rug Establishment. Те proprietor, we were informed. was out trying in vain to buy Turkish cigarettes. The one who gave us the information was our own Maurice Reiter. Italy was our next landing place. We arrived there after much engine trouble. But by coupling the ingenuity of our porter and pilot we just managed to make it. When we landed just outside of Venice, we found a garage at the upper end of the field. One of the machinists came up to ask if we needed assist- ance. But it was long after ће came up that he asked his question. It was Ralph Carter and he had much to say to us. George Meister had a section of the garage where he dispensed free air for aeroplanes only. Carter told us that Francis Schiffmayer was raising spaghetti on his 25 acre farm in Ше Alps. William Bisch wa s employed on the farm blowing the holes in the spaghetti. Through the kindness of Carter we went to a private house instead of a hotel. The maid in the house was Helen Brown. After the evening meal was over Helen sat us down and told us about a few more of our June, 203. She told us that Clara Kleiber and Mildred Stahl had opened a school in Japan and were doing very well. Celia Terner and David Kirch ran the famous Monte Carlo Tea Parlors. Of course we told Helen about all we had met and heard and then left her to think it all over. As we walked along the side of a very beautiful canal, which runs through Venice, we saw one of those peculiar little “сапа! boats which the Italians call gondolas, piloted by none other than Frances Eisen! Sylvia Leib was doing the same thing for her livelihood! Frances had heard of only one of our old classmates and he was Sam Lowits. Talk about scat- tering a class! Sam had become a Hindoo priest in India! Since Frances was not gondoling in our direc- tion, we parted. Half a mile further on, we met William Rothstein sitting on the left bank of the canal, reading. He told us that his business of conducting a second hand book store necessitated his reading all the new books so that they would become second handed. Ever the same honest William, never deceiving the public! Alex Schwartz was the gatekeeper at one of the sluices in Holland, so William informed us. Two days later we “е” in Seville, Spain. Неге we saw as many familiar faces as we had in Paris. Freida Lippel had become a world renowned Russian ballet dancer, and she was touring the world. Just now she was booked for three months in Madrid. At the performance which we attended in El Teatro del Cid,” there were two acts by former Central students. The headliner was—can vou guess? The Benoss Brothers, іп a war-time drama entitled ““The Kernel and the Nut.” They are no longer the solemn boys of old; but they have become carefree, laughing, happy-go-lucky comedians. Annetta Fein and Sophie Buchbinder added their talent of Spanish dancing to an already splendid program. Imagine our surprise when we saw William Hattersley push the piano onto the stage. He always was a chap with lots of push in him. We all knew he'd make something “во.” The program told us that Margaret Streunig was manager of the theatre. We left the theatre and came out upon the street. Adjoining the amusement palace was a drug store. In the window we espied our own Dorothy Bruns telling through a megaphone how she got her dimples, and how others could get them. When we arrived at the little house where we were staying we found a circular advertising a bull fight.

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JUNE, 205, ATHLETICS The class of June, '20, has in its ranks the largest collection of athletics that any graduation class of Central has ever had. The following brief summary shows what boys have done good work in our major sports: Track chower. Cross-Country—Douglas, Schwarz. Football—Morchower, Moskowitz and Farrow. Basketball—Moskowitz, Morchower. Baseball—Morchower. Soccer—Morchower. Douglas, Farrow, Rauch, Pfeil and Mor- This high record in athletics is something of which any class may be proud. The June, '20, class, it best represented in track. George Douglas, Alfred Rauch, Reginald Farrow and Herbert Pfeil are all members of present class and their departure will leave a gap that will be hard to fill. George Douglas, the most famous of the four, has earned for himself a most enviable name in athletic circles during his four years here. Beginning as a member of the cross-country team, he very ably repre- sented Central in that sport, and in 1919 won. the national interscholastic cross-country run at Philadel- phia and became the national schoolboy cross-country champion. The following year he became captain of the team. George has also shone in track. Run- ning in the mile, he has scored many victories and in addition has been a member of the varsity relay team. He has also been picked as the All-American Inter- scholastic two-miler. Rauch is another disciple of the spiked shoe. He has been a member of the varsity cross-country team for the past three years and has always been one of the main supports of the hill and dale outfit. In track, Rauch has represented his alma mater in the half- mile and has been a consistent performer on the varsity relay team. Reginald Farrow has confined his efforts chiefly to track and in the quarter-mile has given excellent ac- count of himself in many meets during the past three years. He was a member of the varsity relay team and in the 1920 national indoor interscholastics was runner-up in the quarter-mile championship. Farrow was also a member of the football squad last season. Herbert Pfeil is our hurdler, In each of the last two national indoor interscholastic championships he has won second place in the 70-yard high hurdles, and in various other meets he has sailed over the tim- bers with the best hurdlers in the East. Heading the list of all-round athletes come the names of Harry Morchower and Nat Moskowitz. These two fellows’ names have been associated with two or more sports in sporting annals of the school. Included in Morchower's list of sports we find foot- ball, on which team he played end for two seasons, and on which team he was captain in 1919. Harry also played on the baseball team for three seasons and is at present captain of the 1920 squad. “‘Morch,” as he is called, has managed and played basketball, and varsity and inter-class soccer teams. Moskowitz played on the football team for two seasons at the guard position. 'Moskie, as he is called by the local sport lovers, has also been a varsity member of the 1918-19 and 1919-20 basketball teams, playing a guard position on these teams. If there was a guard position on the baseball team you can make a sure bet that Moskie would be filling in that position. Alex Schwartz, William Bisch, Louis Schottenfeld, Bendel, Knecht and Kurtz are also athletes who have met with success on the track team. Schwartz was a member of the National Interscholastic Cross-Country championship team. Bisch and Schottenfeld were members of the junior track team. Bendel, Knecht and Kurtz were members of the senior class relay teams. George Meister was a member of last year's varsity baseball squad and had to give it up this year in order to give more time to studies. Bob Caruba has been a cheer leader and has helped in- stall school spirit into the various sports. Norman Lee is now managing our track team and also managed the championship hill and dalers last year. Thus we can see that in talent and variety no class has ever beaten and few have equaled the record which the class of June, 1920, has hung up for the succeeding classes to aim at. The hole which is left in the ranks of the athletes is a large and much felt one. However, as in the past the task will be sagely trusted to the undergraduate body to “carry оп” and we feel assured that they will do so successfully.