Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

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Smolensky, as the pianist in the orchestra for the four years we have attended the shook The majority of the baseball and basketball teams of the past year, consisted of our Senior boys. The whole school is very proud of these teams and thus we can be very proud of our boys. Dur- ing our Sophomore years inter-class basketball games were held. Our girls’ team won the pennant which had been offered to the winners. And recently, Mr. De Rose was given the honor of becoming Editor-in-Chief of the staff of the “Reflector.” Within the last three years of our high school course a number of new students entered our school from other places. Among them have been Mr. Warren, from Bayonne High School; Mr. Otto, from Boston; Mr. Smith, from Newark; Miss Schneeweiss, from Newark, and Miss Merritt from Long Island City. We have all been glad to know them and welcome them among us as class-mates. But alas—alas—how many of those who entered with us have de- parted from our midst? Of this number the two Mullane girls. Miss Melville, Miss Meyer, Miss Elsa Miller, Miss Becker, Miss Angerman, Miss Hughes, Miss Klein and Miss Zimmerman, with others also, have entered business schools, and later the business world. Mr. Spaar and Mr. Esty, our two freshman presidents, also have become men of busi- ness. Among other young men who have left us, are Mr. Frederick, Mr. Amato, Mr. Sturges, Mr. Baliman, Mr. D. Shaw and the Masten Brothers. Miss MacDonald, one of the favorites of the class, moved to Long Island City at the end of her junior year. Evidently the students of the Long Island City High School couldn’t give us one of their mem- bers without taking one of ours in return. The treasurer of our junior year, Mr. Warner, left Clifton to reside in Hackensack. We have all missed him in our work. But one of our number went a farther distance than Mr. Warner. Mr. Sargeant departed for the sunny shores of California. Another one of our girls passed beyond the deep waters. This was Miss Varvaro, who is now living in Rome, Italy. Is it not sad to think that from our original class of over one hundred but thirty- six are graduating with us? Well, at last our career is over in Clifton High School! Though we have never been an “ideal class,” such as the present junior class is said to be, we know that we shall be missed a great deal. For who would not miss us, we who have been the cause of so much nonsense and trouble? But as we are making our farewells, we extend our best wishes for the juniors’ continued success during the last year of their high school life, and we also hope that the rest of the under-classmen will not follow our bad example of causing so much disturbance. A. Clough, Historian. thirty-one

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change in the girls. Whoever would think of Miss Windhurst with short dresses and her hair in curls? A similar change has come over prac- tically everyone of the other girls. Naturally enough the election of a president of a class of our size was an exciting and interesting one. The honor was given to Mr. Osmund Spaar, who for the first few months performed his duties well. Either growing tired of these duties or the duties becoming too great a task for him, the worthy president sent in his resignation. Mr. Esty was elected to take his place. During that year nothing of importance was accomplished. A com- mittee was appointed to look into the matter of going to Washington in our senior year. The idea was never brought forward again. It seemed that they looked into it but that was all. It was during this year, also, that the colors, purple and white, were chosen as our class colors. The following year the class chose Mr. Bennett as their president. The class colors, as time went on, did not please the class. So, after a great deal of discussion the colors, old rose and gold, were decided upon. But these, too, seemed doomed to be done away with, as again the students were disappointed in their choice. It was during this, our Sopho- more year, that the present colors, dark blue and red, were chosen. The class became somewhat more active during the Junior year, under the leadership of Miss Merritt as president. The pennant for the class was made and placed upon the assembly wall. During this year, several afternoon dances were given in order to increase the amount in the treasury. We succeeded in this, slowly, but surely. Then came the big event of the year—the annual Junior Prom, given in honor of the Seniors. For those who did not attend the dance we extend our sin- cerest sympathy in not being present at such an enjoyable event. It is probable that, for them, the idea of a day free from lessons was as pleasant as the dance itself. The ceiling of the hall was decorated with red, white and blue streamers. The flags of the Allies and our own dear American flag were arranged on the walls. The decorations were en- tirely in keeping with war times. Our class has always seemed to like changes. They never cared to have the same president for any two years. Thus, they elected Mr. Laue to the presidency of our Senior year. Mr. Laue had been vice- president in our Sophomore year with Mr. Bennett, so was therefore well fitted to take charge of a class which was still unruly. The students decided to give up a Senior Prom, and voted a trip up the Hudson as far as West Point to take its place. Our class has always been well represented in the various school activities. We have had the honor of having one of our members, Mr.

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 WITH THE POETS ‘Sweet smiling village, loveliest of the lawn.” Clifton, N. J. ‘‘The thoughtless day, the easy night.” Seniors after graduation “And still they gazed and still the wonder grew, That one small head could carry all he knew.” “I am monarch of all I survey.” “Sweet silent creature.” “The moping owl does to the moon complain.” “Where is Douglas? He is gone.” “A youth of labor with an age of ease.” “The dancing pair that simply sought renown. By holding out to tire each other down.” Fred Friend Alphonse DeRose Margaret McMurray Amy Clough Douglas Masten Walter Husselrath “To gie them music was his charge.” “Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway.' “His ready smile a parent’s warmth expressed.” “A man severe he was and stern to view.” “Her modest look a cottage might adorn.” “Why art thou silent?” “But Ah! so pale.” “Drink to me only with thine eyes.” “I love its gentle murmur, I love its gentle flow, I love to wind my tongue up And I love to hear it go.” Marion Warren John Schleich Louis Smolensky Robert Bennett Vito Fritz Ernest Otto Elsie Dahlen Helen Hollingsworth William Sanders Antoinette Muller Emil Poles thirty-two