Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

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THE HOT SPELL IN CLIFTON HIGH The Spanish class in languor sat, Our heads were drooping low, The sweat was rolling down our backs. For scarce a breeze did blow. Miss Sharp, enthroned behind her desk. Endured the swelt’ring heat. We pupils in the seats in front Looked anything but sweet. Poor Mr. Friend was suff’ring so, His face was oh, so red. He sat there with his book in hand. His other held his head. A damsel with a powdered nose. With all the powder gone, Was going to do some desperate thing— The powder’d not stay on. Miss Dorothea looked quite well— Her hair up cool and high; But why the little curls, my dear? Please, Dorothea, why? Her glasses so annoying her. For tortoise rims are hot. Miss Billy had an “awful” time. Her lessons quite forgot. And I myself was drowsing quite; The way I kept awake Was thinking of a cool green spot Far up at Greenwood Lake. Not only we in Spanish class Were roasting by degrees. But everyone in every room Could melt away with ease. Biology was just the same. But here a slight breeze blew. Miss Kroeger too, looked cool and neat In dress of flowered blue. With one sleeve up and one sleeve down. His coat hung up to dry. With every hair pushed back in place. The heat passed Kroeder by. E. E., 21. seventeen

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I might here suggest that the young ladies of the class, or even of the school itself, form a secret society for the application of similar tests for endurance to the masculine portion of the school. It will be very gratifying, indeed, if the results turn out as well as in the above instance and if they do, perhaps in time our idea will be adopted by the nation. I. Dictionary. SPOTLESS! MARKLESS! NAMELESS! Without authority, I’ll confess, am I making this prophecy, for the gift of foretelling the future has not been bestowed on me; but allow me to predict that our French 1-2 books will be spotless, markless, and nameless in June. Spotless? And how could they be otherwise when not one person places finger on the leaves of those books unless a clean white handker- chief covers the touched part? No, not always are kerchiefs used, for one boy being unprovided with a kerchief, or rather with a clean one, made the end of his pretty silk tie serve the purpose. Markless? Why the French 1-2 books don’t know what the word “pencil” means, and likewise I assure you, it is of names written where they should not be. I shall here insert a quotation made by one of our conscientious French students, especially for the dubious: “For fear my book might be soiled,” she said, “I never place it with my other books on the writing desk, but take care to keep it on the white counterpane on my bed.” Let each one do as he chooses in believing this prophecy, but let him not try to dissuade others, who by pure evidence, are compelled to believe it. Q. C. THE WAR’S DESOLATION The tow’ring mountain wrapped in mists of dew Discloses two contrasting scenes to view. The one, a valley, gold with ripened grain, The other, causing tears and bitter pain; The one, due to the works of nature’s hands. The other, ruined by war’s cruel demands. Its time for fame and splendor has expired, Its beauty, charms and arts were all required. The school, the church, the homes, all these are past. They yielded to a barb’rous deed at last. N. Lover. sixteen

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Heard in Miss Kroeger’s Room Miss Kroeger: “Everything turns to dust. Where do your sho :s go when they are worn out?” Brilliant Pupil: “To the shoemakers!” Poor Isabel! Eddie didn’t win the high jump. It’s a wonder the girls’ room doesn’t blow up considering the amount of powder the girls use. A newspaper is not needed in our school. News travels very quickly through Mr. Sella. One of our star arithmetic pupils swallowed a bead on the 28th of May. Do you think she will live? Although we have no professors in Clifton High S'hool we have a specialist, who is Mr. Goellner, the “date” specialist. What is the attraction that draws Carlson up toward Second Street and Madison Avenue each noon? True friendship shows itself when Mr. Jackson helps Miss Polglaze in Latin class at a risk of his own marks. I suppose you think there are no criminals in Clifton High School. Sutter has broken his contract with Wrigley’s for which he promised to advertise by chewing their gum. What is the matter with Mr. Hollender? He hasn’t used the word “hey” for a few days. Mr. Muller has a habit of being sent to the other side of the room fifth period. Do you like that side. Jack? Someone ought to tell Mr. Nutt that Kepplar, of Room 1 7, is going in the glass business. Upon going out of geometry class one day he discovered about four inkwells in his pockets. eighteen