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

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ET | 1 пие Л к=, ius. err The world в in a turmoil of doubt, disturbed by irresolution, lack of self control, lack of motives that involve consideration of our neighbors. The thought “По што others as you would have others do unto you or its modification “По for others as you would have others do for you looms up before us as Ше true corrective for present day conditions. Let the day be full of productive work and have in it both productive and reconstructive play to relieve the tension. Exploit your God-given energies to their fullest limit. Do not hold back your powers except for physical reasons. We act as though our days were numberless, forgetting that there is a mortal span. Make each day's effort count to the world's advantage. It is the law of nature to grow, not to stunt its organisms; to supply its wants through growth, and production. Therefore, while on this great earth of ours, while a part of nature, do not be a social parasite, that destroys initiative growth, production, and progress. Be big thinking, considerate enough to render just, full and real service at all times in all your undertakings. Service is the keynote of life. WILLIAM WIENER. MEMORIES We, the Class of June, 1920, are rapidly cover- ing our last lap and nearing the end of our school career. For four long years we have looked forward to this graduation day, which is but one month away. When we look back we wonder whether we have done anything at ай for the good of our school. Has the school benefitted at all our having come to it? It goes without saying, that we owe it everything for all it has imparted to из. But have we done anything in return ? Many of us have kept up the reputation of the school in many lines. Some, perhaps most of our class, have studied diligently and so upheld the honors of our Alma Mater in the channels of learning. We have been or should have been a credit to our teach- e rs. Others of us have brought, or helped to bring home, many of the trophies of which our school boasts, and so upheld the reputation of the school in the fields of athletics. Still others among us have tried to main- tain the position which our school paper holds as “опе of the best high school publications in the country. And so, each one of us has done, whether know- ingly or not, something, be it great or small, for which he will be credited. After this long-looked-for day has become history, our paths will lead іп many directions. Perchance we may never meet again, but our activities here in school, will be remembered, —or forgotten, according to their worth. And only time will tell their worth. WHY SHE SUCCEEDED She was cheerful. She was loyal. She did not watch the clock. She was always on time. She ate three square meals each day. She was willing and prepared. She had confidence in herself. She never asked personal questions. She listened to criticisms with an open mind. She considered “I forgot a poor excuse. She was ready for the next step. She put her heart in her work. She learned by her mistakes. She felt that her present position was an open door a higher one. She aimed to be a first-rate woman. She grew in ability by doing thoroughly each task. (Continued on page 54)

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SENIOR PIVOT BOARD MAY 1920 Published monthly, except July and August, in the interest of and by the pupils of the Central Commercial and Manual Training High School. Single Copies, fifteen cents. Subscriptions per year, one dollar. Mailed, one dollar and twenty-five cents. For advertising rates communicate with the Business Manager of The Pivot. Contributions are earnestly solicited from students and others interested in the welfare of the school. All such must be in the editor's hand by the first of the month. Short contributions must be left in The Pivot Boxes. Entered as second-class matter, October 24, 1912, at the Post Office, Newark, N. J., under the act of March 3, 1879. — ———————— VOL. XV CENTRAL HIGH SCHOOL, NEWARK, N. J. No. 4 А ЅЕМІОК РІУОТ ВОАКО МАХ 1920 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief Verna Kinsey George Douglas Associate Editor Nat Moskowitz Sporting Editor Harold Bendel Editor Alfred Rauch Associate Sp orting Editor Joseph Hiross Editor Reginald Farrow Assistant Sporting Editor David Kirsch Editor Elsie Meyer Assistant Sporting Editor Louis Schottenfeld... itv Editor Flora Morchower............-........---.-......Write-ups Editor Monroe Weltman.......... ...Associate City Editor Clara Kleiber Associate Write-ups Editor Helen Brown Assistant City Editor Frances Eisen...................... Assistant Write-ups Editor Ellis Hahn Literary Editor Mildred Stahl Assistant Write-ups Editor Carl Brueggeman....................Associate Literary Editor 3

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UM. HONOR AMONG THIEVES (One Act Play) By MARKHAM G. SMITH (This play was awarded first prize in the recent One- Act Play Contest) Cast of Characters Ben—the husband. Jim—the parasite. The Иотап—Веп 5 wife. The Robber Тте—А night during the winter Scene—Living room of a house in the suburbs. A man, dressed in ordinary business clothes, is read- ing a letter. Не is but half facing the audience. He continues reading the letter for a moment and then slowly turns and faces the audience. Ben— So she is going away with Jim; says I can't afford to give her the luxuries a woman ought to have. Well, perhaps she is right—lIt’s true I haven't taken her out very much and spent a lot of money but un- known to her, I've spent those nights at the office work- ing like a slave and I've invested every cent of money I could lay my hands on in my invention, which if I am successful, will make me a rich man and then ГП do my best to make her the happiest woman оп this earth. (Takes out his watch, glances at the time.) Quarter after eight, and according to this letter she is to meet him here in fifteen minutes. I’ve a good mind to wait here until he comes and then shake that yellow specimen of humanity until he turns blue— but no, that will only turn her against me. Anybody who pretends to be your friend, then steals your wife is a coward and it’s bound to show up in him sooner or later. I'll let her have her fun, in the end she'll come back or else I’m greatly mistaken. Well, I must be hustling, my appointment with board of direc- tors is for eight-thirty sharp. (Walks over to the clothes-tree near the door and puts on his hat and coat. As he is putting on his coat a pair of gloves fall from his pocket unnoticed. He leaves the room.) (Silence for a moment—The Woman enters the room dressed as if to go on a journey—she is carry- ing a suitcase which she puts behind a chair as if concealing it—takes a look to and fro across the room. ) The Woman—Oh! I do wis h Jim would hurry, I wonder what Ben would say if he knew I was leav- ing!! Perhaps Га better not go. Perhaps Jim won't come! Oh! I do wish something would happen. (She continues to walk around the room when for the first time she discovers the gloves on the floor. She picks them up.) The Woman—Ben's gloves. Perhaps he will come back for them and find me in this travelling suit and ask for explanations or else find Jim here and and kill us both. I’m sorry I ever agreed to Jim's proposition. (The bell rings.) The Woman (nervously)—I'll bet that's Ben back now (she looks at the clock). It’s half past eight, perhaps it's Jim—what in the world shall I do? (The woman leaves the room to answer the bell.) (The Woman re-enters with a tall, good-looking young man who is dressed in evening clothes. Не appears to be rather nervous, glancing about him every few seconds. He puts his hat and coat over the back of a chair.) Jim— But you're sure they are his gloves. The Woman—Oh, yes, I'm sure about that. Jim—NWell is he in the habit of forgetting things? The Woman—Why—no. Jim—Hmmm-—sounds rather strange, perhaps he knows of our plan and left the gloves as a warn- ing.