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

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апа опе of the An- other clever statement made by one of her pupils was asked for a definition of the “Seme”, answers read “а palace built by Napoleon. “The future tense in French is used like the imperfect in English. The third I asked Miss Undritz was “What embarrassing incident in your This rea d- question high school days do you recall most vividly ? (Miss Undritz) demure little teacher was ing а very tragic and sentimental novel during a study period. Coming to a very sad part, she began to shed tears. The teacher snatched the book away, exclaiming, School is not a place for marriages and tears, which fact is quite true. Mr. Martin L. Stahl, one of our newcomers, was married recently to Ruth Ehrenkranz, a former Cen- tralite. Good luck, pals. While Mr. Stahl has already embarked on the sea of matrimony, Miss Viola Hammerschlag is con- templating” doing so in June of this year. She is a former Centralite. Her career is one Central can well be proud of. She was president of the Girls’ Serv- ice Club, co-editor of the PIVOT, and valedictorian of her class. Miss Helen S. Gordon is of Central's She expressed to me a wish “to remain another graduates. here forever and ever. “I like the unexpected things that are exciting and thrilling. She recalls, when in Central, the dances that were held every Friday after- noon with an admission of ten cents. tended. term. Everyone at- At that time senior proms were held every Miss Gordon sets а good example, for she never cut classes, except in her senior year, becoming reckless, and, disliking gym, she cut with several girls What happened? It is a coincidence that 310 and was brought to Mr. Wiener. Ah, that is the question. was the first class-room she sat in, and, now teaches most of her classes in. Her best work in Central was her geometry. I was referred to Mr. Webb and Mr. O'Brien. Mr. Stout next succumbed to my cajolery. He is a Midsectioner , in other words a “buckeye from Ohio.” radio and camping. His favorite pastimes are listening to the When a boy, he remembers hav- ing dropped a bumble bee down the back of the boy in front of him in school. The most interesting sport at that time was to bar all the school doors to keep teachers from entering. Sylvia Gorlin was with me during this interview and in surprise, exclaimed, “Mr. Stout, I didn’t think that was in you.” ever notice that boyish mischievous smile on his face? But, did you Mrs. Maude G. Sayers is а little housekeeper and mother's little pet. Her favorite sport is not driv- She tells of her visit to some students’ the father asked the mother to rise and let Mrs. Sayers ing an auto.” home! The parents were having lunch and sit down. Was it leap year? You know, it still is. HOW FOOLISH YOU FEEL WHEN— 1. You are talking loudly about some teacher in a not too complimentary manner, and you look around to find him walking in back of you. 2. When you bring an unr ead book, for a book report to class and the teacher proceeds to ask some embarrassing questions about it. 3. When after finishing а perfect. recitation the teacher calmly asks you to close the books which you have absent-mindedly left open on your desk. 4. The teacher turns his back and you strain your neck as for as it can stretch over the other fellow's paper—and the teacher turns around suddenly. 5. When Mr. O’Brien picks up a book from your desk, which is from your own private stock, and pro- ceeds to read aloud some of the choicest parts. 6. You drop your report ca rd in front of your best girl friend. —Dorothy Deering, 308A. FAMOUS EXPRESSIONS BY MEMBERS OF THE FACULTY Mr. Lewin—DMisunderstand me not! Mr. Miller—Six by four. Dr. Goldstein—Rise and shine—Don’t get excited. Miss Mohair—I have to agree with Dr. Fairchild. Miss Liebshutz—Don’t park in the halls, please. Doc. Schleicher—Yeah, we'll go on. Miss O'Conner— Carry your mentality into 4A. Mr. O’Brien—If I only had that little bell with the blue ribbon to hang around your neck. Mr. Triess— Don't write in the books. Mr. Rowan—Look it up in the dictionery. Miss Lavers—Why do I teach you the French Revo- lution?

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ptor га Е? КЕЕ СБТ in FACULTY NOTES By Ida Goldman In all my young life I have not undertaken as diffi- cult a task as obtaining faculty notes, but I have braved the storm. Our faculty is extremely modest. It reminds me of Gray's famous line, Full many a flower is bom to blush unseen. I did not realize what an accomplished faculty Central possesses until I began to interview its members. I first tripped in “оп a light fantastic toe to in- terview Mr. Wm. Wiener, our esteemed principal, but he told me that he did not have time to see me as Good luck to you, dear friend, as you have wished us many he was studying for his bar exams. in May. times in the past, and are wishing us for the future. Then I hurried to the second floor to see Miss Lavers, our hard-working and well wishing faculty adviser. I’m afraid she'll never realize just how much she has done for her brood. Miss Lavers is a Pennsylvanian. Her dad, being the principal of Easton High School, she comes natu- rally by her ability to handle classes. Miss Lavers is a graduate of Easton Pa. High School, Goucher College and Columbia University, and studied in Berlin, Dresden and Stuttgart. To think that our faculty adviser had fifty points for a Ph.D. degree, but, she told me, “I stopped study- ing when I adopted this family. She belongs to 13 clubs. Besides making a suc- cess of our play “The Full House , Miss Lavers also put on in other schools, “Officer 666 Alcestis , a Greek play. and Miss Lavers was head of department of history in School of Education, Cleveland, Ohio, and assis- tant history teacher at Teacher's College, Columbia University. The most exciting thing in my life was when I at- tempted to commit suicide (2) by drowning in Shagg Lake, Maine. aid. Her favorite pastimes are canoeing and golf. Well, spring is here, Miss Lavers! Со to it! The more I heard the more I wanted to hear. Therefore, I hurried to the fourth floor to see Mr. Herzberg, another great man in our midst. On the way up, I met Charlie Schneider from whom I was It required ten people to come to my 24 Mr. Schneider said that nothing exciting ever happened to him in his sure I could get some interesting data. life, but I pleaded with him so he said he'd be a good sport and manage to have something happen to him in the next few days. Every time I met him I ques- tioned him if anything had as yet happened. Finally one day he burst forth with, Look here, young lady, if you don’t stop bothering me, something exciting will happen around here. And I quietly departed. To go back to Mr. Herzberg (by the way, I'm still on my way to Room 408). New York City, and educated there and in the schools He took his A.B. degree at Columbia He was born in of our city. University. Mr. Herzberg taught for five years in Barringer, and in 1912 was made head of our English depart- ment. He is the co-author of “Speaking and Writing English, editor of Stories of Adventure, literary editor of the Newark Evening News, and has con- tributed to the New York Times and other publica- tions. He is the president of the Stephen Crane Association. [п 1912 he was chosen as one of the hundred poets included in “The Lyric Year. Some of his verse appears also in the anthology, ‘Poems of New Jersey. In a book review recently published in the New York Times, from the pen of the noted writer Charles Willis Thompson, occurs this passage relating to Mr. Herzberg :— “If it were not for stumbling occasionally against some mysterious stranger like Max J. Herzberg of the Newark Evening News, one could be tempted to say that there was not a single critic in America ex- cept Simeon Strunsky. This proves that not only Centralites uphold Mr. Herzberg as a great critic. After playing hide and seek with Miss Undritz for a few days, I finally managed to question her during a study period. She is formerly a resident of New York. Her greatest hobby is crossing the ocean, as she has already crossed seven times. “I am fond of reading and assigning home-work. (I used to be in her French class, so I can vouch for the latter) | | asked her to relate to me some humorous incident that occurred in school On a test Miss Undritz

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IN MEMORY OF OUR CLASSMATE, ANNA LYNCH І. When thinking of my friends apart, It makes me feel so blue, [here comes a sorrow to my heart With thoughts of one I knew II. And as I count them everyone [here is а vacant place, For one whose earthly work is done, Soon taken from the race. III. She was so pure and fair to see, With nature she did grow, Who thought so soon she'd cease to be With those who loved her so? IV. We said good-bye one summer day, But little thought I then [hat I would never see her play Or hear her voice again. Helen Bontgen.