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

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filled with baccy for the last time. Every particle of strength was necessary to keep the life-blood cours- Speaking was fast becoming Yet, he summoned up enough ing through his veins. a Herculean task. strength, when Kate and her three brothers came to his bedside to say, May th’ divil sail away wid the half о” yous.” Was it filial love and sympathy that urged them to that bedside? their goal. since there are such things as wills and Not in the long run! Money was heirs, but Josh did not let even that pass over his head. He emphatically told the lawyer that “‘ivery cint ап” red nickle goes to me Irish Mary. The sun rose high and resplendent upon that Sab- bath morn, when old Josh ventured forth to join those who had fallen for the Stars and Stripes. and those who, like himself, had perished on life's gory battle- feld. He had died at his Irish Mary's! e Ww Uw wx a e The petals of an early June rose lay strewn upon his coffin, four muskets rent the air, the call of a bugle and his Irish Mary sounded in the distance, wept. A Perfect Senior Speech By Helen Klepacky He is busily conversing with his neighbor and does not hear his name announced. Someone nudges him {rom behind, whereupon he wheels around and chal- lenges the intruder with a bat in the eye if he tries to get funny. Suddenly realizes he is next, and makes a two-yard dash for the steps. Reaches the last step in safety, when he unwarily trips and sprawls head foremost on the platform, giving his head a love tap, and hitting his funny-bone against the leg of a chair. The assembly immediately becomes a bedlam of giggles and subdued laughter. Severely reproaches himself for his hastiness. Abruptly raises himself, caressingly rubbing his bruised skull-pate. and brush- ing his clothes. Much embarrassed, and grinning sheepishly he begins the ordeal. Mr. Herzberg, members of the faculty, and fel- Suff rin” cats, he didn't address the Launches low students.” guest. Well, he didn't see him anyway. into speech and waxes enthusiastic as no discrepancies Wishes he had wom the tie Aunt Kate im- Ma was right when occur. posed on him for Christmas. she said this red one was too loud. Wonders if Betty (the girl-friend) is in the assembly. Devoutly hopes she isn't. Suddenly forgets what comes next, and cranes his neck to hear the prompter when some- body politely decides to cough. and frustrates his hopes. Takes a step nearer the edge of the platform and accidentally lands on a stage light, promptly smashing it to flitterjigs. The prompter mischievously bellows the next word in a resounding voice, to the delight of the assembly. Gets started with increasing embarrassment and continues without mishap for some time. Exultant!y lauds himself on his good luck. Lowers gaze to the first row, and finds his class- mates grinning triumphantly at his distress. Oh boy! what a circus there'll be when they make then debut. Vehement!y vows he will bring a slingshot or at least a putty blower for their amusement on that occasion. Ye gods! he isn't going to sneeze! Не mustn't! Oh, if he could only get to the finish somehow, any- Rushes along. giving vent to a meaningless Almost done! Oh, darn the luck, what the deuce comes next? It’s coming =... ah—AHHHH—CHOOO! The assembly roars without restraint. hand into pocket in quest of a handkerchief. Mis- takes pocket lining for the desired 'kerchief, and hurriedly pulls it out, duly sprinkling the platform with an assortment of coppers, nickles, and dimes. Sudden!y remembers, to his chagrin, that he left hand- Nervously continues speech after considerable prompting. Almost Ah, the last sentence! Done! Right about faces to leave platform, when he spies his week's allowance bedeck- ing the stage. Throws dignity to the winds and bends down to gather them up. Plunges behind the stage, leaving the assembiy in a perfect pandemonium. how! jumble of words. com- He thrusts kerchief on the dresser. done! 10