Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

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THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1924 SENIOR SECTION 1923 CLASS DIRECTORY Helen Bruyere..... Georgette Connors. Margaret Csik..... Mary Dudasik...... Geraldine Gaede.... Marie Hagens...... Betty Jordan...... Ethel Schmidt..... Helen Stewart..... Tanette Tanis..... Mike Ainato....... James Austin...... Emil Bondinell.... Robert Clough..... Marius DeMattia... Maurice Karp...... Albert Kattermann Joseph Kiel....... Peter Kievit...... Mario Sala........ Samuel Silverstein Allan Tumarkin.... Herbert Uhlig..... Herman Wittig..... ......Montclair Normal .......Montclair Normal ..........Newark Normal ...........Post-Graduate .........Medical School ................Business .......Montclair Normal ......Montclair Normal ........Drexel Institute ...........Post-Graduate ....School of Pharmacy ...........Post-Graduate ...........Post-Graduate .................College .................Stevens .University of Michigan .................College ....New York University .. .New York University ................Business ................Business New Jersey Law School .................College ...........Post-Graduate CLASS HISTORY February Class, If 2 1 Four long years ago, fifty-two eager children made their way to the portals of Clifton High School. We stood in awe of the principal and teachers and scarcely dared breathe for fear of breaking what seemed a magic spell cast over us. The sensation of being a Freshman! Too awful to relate! We took our place as lost sheep amongst the upper classmen. True to form we held our first meeting short- ly after our entrance to High. Maurice Karp was elected our first president. During the year we accomplished a few’ things such as the selling of sandwiches and rose-bushes, and holding an afternoon dance. We were so very disorderly at class meetings that Austin was elected Sergcant-at-Arms to keep order. With our Sophomore year came bright pros- pects for our future trip to Washington, and with Mr. Everson as president we started anew by holding cruller sales, which netted a men- tionable profit. This year, when our two year pupils were about to leave us, we took a trip to West Point. Soon after this Mr. Everson left us, and Miss Stewart took the chair as presi- dent. Sala was elected our next president, and as gallant Juniors our hopes soared high. A Spring Dance and a bazaar made us realize that we were getting wealthy. But Alas! with the Junior Prom faded our wealth, leaving us as far behind as ever with the acme of our am- bition-Washington-beyond reach. We showed remarkable judgment in again electing Karp as president for our last year. We were nearing the end of our career in good old C. II. S. and Washington still seemed above the clouds. Money was what we needed, and what we didn’t have. This did not daunt us, however, and we started to plan money-making schemes in earnest. Cup cake sales and rose- bush sales gave us a sum of money, but it did not exceed the two hundred dollar mark and that would not take all of us to Washington- At the beginning of the last term, we held a meet- ing to decide upon the final means of making money. A minstrel show was not approved of by many, so we decided upon a musical comedy, “Miss Boh White.” A great success was real- PAGE NINETEEN

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THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1924 Mo ro vl. EIli.b'V v n. A 4cKe.6 f ,Tvx drk vy x Sc boof Spir-ix . vcpue sixers V .« DcUuca Cd I} RAvxgv ft tfl embers of tke Rc WcVor S'Vaff spoke iro aw Rssembl j ai St. Petev-'o Wa V u.c.a I9Z4 $ HARK!HARK! On November 21, 1923, the Free-hand Drawing elass, under the chaperonage of Mrs. Grammar, visited the Museum of Natural His- tory in New York. The particular object of the trip was to see the different designs used by the Indians in decorating their pottery, and to see many other Indian relies. Among other objects of interest which we saw were the Florida Swamps, the reptiles, Indian caves and primitive weapons. A PEEP AT THE YEAR 2-1’S Well, the “Sophs” have certainly had a suc- cessful scmsester in the channels of originality. Who was it that sold armbands at the football games? Who distributed the school colors, and, I ask you, who supplied the boys with school emblems on their trip to Norwood? Why, w’c did of course. We elected the following officers in Septem- ber: President, Irma Peters; Vice-President, A. Morkish; Treasurer, R. Scrafin; Secretary, G. R. Connors, and Historian, S. Soltis. We extend our hearty thanks to our faithful sponsors, Miss Vorrath and Miss Wright, who worked diligently for the success of the class. To Mr. Nutt we owe the privilege of selling armbands in the corridors and we wish to thank him and the members of the class who rendered the affair a financial success. We are especially grateful to the class mem- bers who have paid their dues. G. R. CONNORS. JR. June '26 PAGE EIGHTEEN

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THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1924 ized, and through the efforts of our sponsor, M iss Clarice Smith, and the co-operation of the class, we at last saw a bright light guiding us to- ward the city of our dreams. Thus we end our sojourn here. Of the fifty- two eager children twenty-five are graduating. We hope that we have a place in the memories of our Principal and teachers as being a class worthy of graduating honors. ELIZABETH JORDAN THE PROPHECY. Place:—The Dock of the Red Star Steam- ship Company. Time:—1934 or thereabouts. Enter:—Betty Jordan. B. J.:—I wonder how long before the boat leaves. (Suddenly looks up at sound of familiar voice). B. J.:—Well, I'll be— Allan Tumarkin (talking to customs officer). When you arc through counting my collars for the third time, will you please give me a signal? Pm taking a short stroll. (Sees Betty—mutual start of surprise). B. J.:—A1 Tumarkin! A. L.:—Well, well, shades of C. H- S.—Bet- ty .Iordan in the flesh. B. J.:—Ton my word—what breeze drew you in? A. T.:—The good old Erie, my dear Bet. How’s tricks? B. J.:—Oh, not so bad. I’m with the Arns- worth Producing Company, you know. Going to “deah old London” at present to put across Raymond Pitchhock’s latest vehicle, ‘‘The San- dals of 1934.” “But what’s the good word hack in Clifton?” A. T.:—I can’t say, Betty, but I have heard that some great and wonderful changes have taken place since I left the town to become the editor of the Rockford Daily Press, up in Maine. I always did have a soft spot in my heart for New England after that Norwood trip about 10 years ago. But it’s time to start up the gangplank, isn’t it? Let’s move- (They ascend the gangplank). A. T.:—Here, porter, the bags. B. J.:—Sav, isn’t that Mario Sala? A. T.:—(Calls Sala back) So you’re lugging trunks, eh Mario?—and I thought you’d be a professor for sure. Sala:—Oh, this is just temporary. Pm doing this work on a debt I owe to the Chief Engineer. A. T.:—The Chief? Sala:—Sure. Herb Uhlig. Remember? B. J.:—Al, lend me your specs, will you? I think Pm seeing things. A. T-:—What’s the trouble now? (Sees Betty embracing tall young woman) B. J.:—Al, here’s another long lost member of the class, Helen Stewart herself, and she’s a full fledged prima donna now. A. T.:—And isn’t that Marie Hagens coming toward us? Helen:—Yes, Marie is the social secretary to “Carmen De Las Meras”—that’s me, if you please. Remember Geraldine Gaede? Well, she’s on the entertainment program downstairs in the salon. She sings and plays all the old favorites. A. T.:—Excuse me, ladies, but Pm going down for a smoke. (To himself)—Reminds me of that line in our Senior play “All Hens!” (As he lights his cigarette he encounters gaze of interested party seated in one of the lounge chairs). A. T.:—Sav, is this another dream? Murray Karp! Shake, old man! I heard of your suc- cess back home. Congrats, lots of them. Karp:—Yes, Al, ’tis sad but true. Passaic could not stand the ceaseless bombarding of letters to the newspapers by some of our loyal Cliftonites and was forced to acknowledge de- feat. Passaic is no more. It is Greater Clifton now and modest me is the City Manager of the whole thing. A. T.:—Glad to hear it, Murray. Always felt you could handle a big thing like that, especially after the way you managed the af- fairs of the class. Some of the girls are up on deck. I promised to return immediately. Come along. (General rejoycing. All sit down). A. T.:—Tell the girls about the new Clifton High School, Murray. Karp:—It’s great, girls. I’ll tell you a little about it. The fourth wing has just been added, and a new Stadium built. The other one, built by Doherty, as you know, is now used for base- ball. B. J-:—I 11 bet some of our class mates are teachers now. Karp:—Yes, Tanette Tanis is head of the French Department, Ethel Schmidt metes out Latin prose, while Margarit Csik is a second “Prof” Derr. A great help to Mr. Nutt, who is still principal, is Pete Kievit. Petie is the vice-principal, and woe to the tallest senior even who is late to school, though Kievit has not grown much more all these years. M. Hagens:—I m glad he’s in good companv at last. I was always afraid that the short, fat PAGE TWENTY