Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

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to make our play and dance a rousing success. I nder the excellent direction of Mrs. Van Nest the Seniors proved their ability to act as well as raise money in the many other ways. Now our career in Clifton High School is over! After review- ing the account of our deeds, is it any wonder that Time sighs with relief at having traveled with us over the rough, uneven, jolting road through High, and at having completed the long account of our deeds' Out of the sixty-eight boys and girls who walked hesitatingly into the High School department on that bright day in September 1916, twenty- six are proudly bidding good-bye to the scene where many happy, carefree hours were spent. We sincerely hope that the future senior classes will enjoy all the sunshine of a happy High School career, that we have had, and never allow a few shadows, however small, to blight that sunshine. VERONICA J. E. HAZELL.

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and have retained them throughout our class life. Then, in the latter part of the year, in April of 1918, our country entered the war and our class lost the society of one of its members, Albert Zamborsky who joined the Hospital Corps. Then came our Junior year. It has ever held true that our class has a very changeable disposition and never could be content to keep to any practice for any length of time. So too with the election of our president. Each year has found us with a new leader at our head. As Juniors we chose Mr. Rhodes president and under his guidance continued to increase our Trip Fund. We held a series of informal dances and continued our Luncheon Sales on a larger scale. After a great deal of discussion and a collection of various patterns, our present pennant was designed and purchased. But somehow or other our pennant proved to be smaller than the rest and not wishing to be outdone by any other class we immediately set to work to remedy the defect. It was agreed upon to purchase a new pennant of the desired size; and our first pennant was presented to Miss Kroeger, our sponsor, under whose guiding hand we had flour- ished for two years. Next came the discussion of the all-important sub- ject of the Junior Prom. After many changes of dates and plans, the question was finally settled and proved a big success. It would seem as if our class has nexer favored Woman Suffrage, for in our Senior year we elected Mr. Mihalisin to the Presidency. Im- mediately upon reaching the coveted title of Seniors we set about carry- ing out our proposed trip to Washington. To work we went with a will. For months our girls busied themselves with the needle and plans were arranged and completed for our Senior Bazaar. It was the first event of its kind in the history of High School Seniors of Clifton, as indeed were our Luncheon Sales also. Those of you who attended this affair know what a wonderful success it proved to be. Our Ways and Means Committee then introduced the idea of giving a supper, which after a great deal of argument we held, and again raised our Trip Fund. Not at all willing to remain quiet, arrangements were begun for holding a Senior play. As our term was nearing its end, we de- cided to go to Washington before this affair. Discussions and argu- ments followed as to when was the best time to go. But like all other events, disagreements were finally settled, accommodations procured, and on the morning of May 15th the Senior class began its long looked for, long planned for, long worked for trip. The students themselves know what a delightful time was enjoyed by all, and of the pleasure and benefit we derived from visiting our capital. Never did a happier crowd ever arrive in Clifton than the Senior class, when tired out, full of delight at having visited their capital, they returned to their own Clifton City three days later. 1 hough our aim had been accomplished twenty-eight

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WITH THE POETS. She won and Cupid blend did rise. Hubert Alyea. He brewed guid ale for gentlemen. Henry Balegh. You may live without friends, you may live without books, But civilized man cannot live without cooks. Helen Gates. Gude pity me because I’m little. Nicholas Dudasik. First he said he couldn’t, then said he wouldn’t, Then he said, “Hold on, I’ll see.” Emil Mihalisen. Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are. Jeanne Powell. Oh now soft blushes tinge her cheeks. Jessie Barnes. Her eyelids dropped their silken eaves. Kathryn Eckhart. Petulant she spoke and then she smiled, A rosebud set with little willful thorns. Viola Corrigan. Her mirth was the pure spirits of various wit. Isabelle Simpson. Elaine the fair, Elaine the lovable. Veronica Hazell. Sometimes from her eyes I did receive fair speechless message. Emma Marsh. How charming is divine Philosophy. Maude Barnes. The crouching vassal to the tyrant wife. Edward Pojedinec. Why so pale and wan, young lover? John Schiech.