Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

Text from Pages 1 - 100 of the 1927 volume:

T II E R E F L K C T O R C L I F T ON HI (i II SCHOO L FEBRUARY THE REFLECTOR FEBRUARY 1927 ISSUE Published twice a year, in February and in June, by the pupils of Clifton High School. Clifton, New Jersey FEBRUARY 1927 — JUNE 1927 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief: ROBERT CAVERI.Y, Feb., ’27 Associate Editor: WARREN PIAGET, June. ’27 Literary Editor: BETTY LAMBERSON, Feb., '27 Assistant Literary Editor: ANGELA FARRELL, June, ’27 School News Editor: DOROTHY HOWARD, Feb., ’27 Assistant School News Editor: ADRIAN OVER BECK, June, ’27 Reflections Editor: MAUDE ANDRAS, Feb., ’27 Assistant Reflections Editor: MARJORIE TRIPP, June, ’27 Staff Artist: ARTHUR RIGOLO, Feb., '27 Sports Editor: WILLIAM QUACKENBUSH, Feb., ’27 Assistant Sports Editor: ROY NIELSON, June, ’27 Exchange Editor: SADIE WILSON, Feb, '27 Assistant Exchange Editor: LEE DOLSON, June, ’27 Alumni Editor: PAULINE ALEXANDER, Feb, ’27 Assistant Alumni Editor: ALMA TOM A I, June, ’27 BUSINESS STAFF Business Manager: HAROLD LENTZ, June, ’27 Assistant Business Manager: PETER CANNICI, June, '27 Circulation Manager: GORDON WATSON, Feb, '27 Assistant Circulation Manager: LUDWIG SCHAFER, June, ’27 TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorials.... Literature.... School News.... Honor Roll.... Senior Section Reflections... Autographs.... Page 3 . “ 5 . “ 20 . ” 28 . ” 29 . ” 49 . ” 55 PACE TWO THE R E F I. E C T O R CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 UNSELFISHNESS We talked the other day with a member of the basketball team, a player who has been giv- ing the best of his ability throughout the season. After a while our conversation drifted around to a certain senior who failed to make the team. “I wish,” said this player, “that he had made the team! He’s a senior and this is his last chance— I have two years left. You know, I wish the coach would ‘bench’ me and let him play!”—And he meant it in all sincerity. It made quite a deep impression on us, and as we talk it over the impression grows deeper still. Pure, unalloyed unselfishness—how rare it is! How rare, and how splendid a feeling it gives one when one finds it in an acquaintance! So we take this opportunity to express our gratitude to him who gave unselfish demonstra- tion. lie has given us renewed confidence in human nature, and has set an example which we shall do our best to follow! An Editor. TO HERBERTSCHEFPEL Our readers will be impressed, no doubt, as they look through this issue of the Reflector, with the number of Herbert Scheffel’s contribu- tions. Now Herbie left Clifton High School about two years ago, but he still devotes part of his spare time to drawing for the Reflector. An alumnus like that deserves the respect and grati- tude of the members of the Reflector Staff and of the student body. The staff artist, to whom Herbert’s contributions have been of most as- sistance, and the rest of the student body, I am sure, wish to add their thanks to Scheffel’s al- ready large collection. Good boy, Herbie! We are always happy to print your drawings. A. E. R., Feb. ’27. EVERY STUDENT’S DUTY It is the duty of every student to preserve his new school building. He owes it to all the members of Clifton High School to do his ut- most to keep the building in the condition in which he found it. If every student would abide by this rule we should always have a new' school building. Clifton High School has an enrollment of over one thousand pupils. What a credit it is to our school, and to our principal in particular, that after a year’s usage our school is in practically the same perfect condition that it was on the first day of school a year ago last Septemher. Certainly the citizens have something to re- mark about; for it is an outstanding sign of good discipline and good will when ten hundred pupils can pass through a building, and reside in it, for ten months out of twelve, and still leave that building in its original spotless and flawless condition. Therefore, I feel absolutely safe in saying that if the pupils will only exert a few precau- tions, the students of ten years hence will still speak of Clifton High School as our “New High School.” W. Quackenbush, Feb. ’27. PAGE THREE THE REF LECTO R CLIFTON H I G H S C H () () L F E B R U A R Y 9 2 7 WHO IS IT? Whether it rains or whether it shines, he is always there. Where? Who? Well. I won’t say who just now, hut I’ll let you guess. He is in front of the building (C. II. S.) during school hours, he’s with the fellows who practice on the field, and he's at all the games. At times he is kicked and chased away. Once in a while he en- ters the school and raises a rumpus, but is soon shown out. At other times he chases the players during the games and creates a howling dis- turbance. But, what would happen if we came to school some morning and failed to see him? I leave it for you to say. Now that I have given these hints do you know whom I mean? Sure you do. It’s Hip, the little fox terrier who be- longs to Arthur Rigolo. Peter Caxxici, Jr., June ’27. THE JUNIOR POLICE PATROL It seems to me that of all the many organiza- tions in our high school the one that gets the least credit for its efforts is the Junior Police Patrol. The primary function of this patrol is to preserve order and discipline in the school corridors while the pupils are passing to their various classes. However, in addition to this, the patrol is always ready to serve at all high school activities, such as games, lectures, mov- ing picture shows, assemblies, etc. This patrol is composed of students from the upper classes. They are recommended to Mr. Nutt by some student who was on the previous year’s patrol. When the necessary number of recommendations has been accepted the students appointed hold a meeting at which they elect a chief, and formally become the Junior Police Patrol for that semester. This semester the patrol was composed of the following members: Robert Caverlv, Chief; Emil Bednarcik, George Bell, Roy Nielsen, Warren Piaget, Leon Pra Sisto, William Quack- enbush, Arthur Rigolo, and John Telischak. Wm. Quackkxrush, Feb. '27. “THE BIRTH OF THE BLUES” While I was listening to a popular orchestra playing an hour of dance music, one of the numbers played was “The Birth of the Blues.” This thought struck me,—when was “the birth of the bluesr “The blues” probably first saw the light of day when some person started to knock the world, and its make-up. Since that time, the blues have taken quite a powerful hold on many people. We meet many people indeed who look like the original blues. We feel sor- ry for them and wish we could help them. I’ll tell you how—it’s an easy task. Let’s give the death-blow to the blues in C if- ton High School by being friendly, sociable, and above petty differences. Return a smile for a frown. A cheerful nod, word, or smile will do a great deal in changing “The Birth of the Blues” to “The Death of the Blues.” Here !s a time when a killing is justified. A. S. Ovkrbbck, June '27. HELPING CLASSMATES Everyone hates to be termed “a poor friend.” and yet to avoid being so called lie is continual- ly proving to himself and the more intelligent ones among us that he is not a good friend. For he knows himself, when he does that thing which will help him to be called a wonderful friend, that he is doing wrong. God gave us the power to decide between right and wrong; why not use that power? It is said. “A true friend is one who shows you your faults, and then helps you to mend them.” Everything would be all right if we upheld this adage in the right manner, but we don’t. Oh ves, to-day we “help” our friends by making them dependent on us or others—not giving them the self-reliance which they must have to confront the battles of the world. Let us see how we can truly help our class- mates instead of hindering them. If one should ask you what the answer is, don’t tell him; make him understand the problem, whatever it may be, and make him find the answer himself. Don’t sacrifice your honor and his too for the sake of “helping” a friend. A boss does not do the work for the employee; he shows him how to do it. You can’t skate for a person, but you can show him how. So let it be that you can’t do the problem for your friend, but you can tell him how. In so helping a person you are helping your- self infinitely more. Instead of having a guilty feeling, you’ve done something you can be proud of giving someone a step toward success. In- stead of hindering a friend you’ve helped him intelligently; instead of soliciting the patronage of the unintelligent, you’ve acquired the favor and recognition of the wise. Instead of losing the battle against temptation with yourself, you’ve won. And, finally, in your own soul, if not in the minds of others, you are approaching the standards of a true friend. Paulina Alexander, Feb. ’27. PAGE FOUR T HE R E F L E ( T O R C L I F T O N II I G H 8 C H O O L FEBRUARY 1927 A DREAM REALIZED At the corner of the flat looking grey build- ing he stopped and lit a cigarette. Above the faint glow of the match his face showed young, clear, and unmistakably American. Suddenly he turned his head and peered into the dense blackness of the open doorway. Sure- ly he was not mistaken! That was—that must be—the sound of a violin. Hut from a hallway like this—could it be possible? Straightening his rookie hat and bracing those fine young American shoulders, lie enter- ed the gloomy hallway. lie could still faintly discern the sound of the beloved instrument. But how to get to it? Where did this hallway lead to? These French places were so deceiving you never could tell where they might get you. With these meditations he walked about twen- ty yards, and suddenly felt, rather than saw, a slight turn in his path. Determined to trace the music he followed the turn, and began guiding himself by the touch of the wall. Several times he was on the point of turning back, but his instinct of daring was so great, and his love for the uniform he was wearing so intense, that he was commanded to go on. Again he turned, and this time he very near- ly stumbled when he came in contact with an old wooden box, at least he judged it to be a box. For an instant it seemed almost as if the music had stopped. Perhaps the noise of the box falling or the muttered “Darn,” disturbed the musician. He knew now that he must be quite near it. Some twenty yards ahead of him he could see a diagonal ray of light, the crack of an open door, no doubt. He walked the few remaining steps in a fever of intense excitement. Now that he was here, what would he find? There was no earthly rea- son why he should feel as he did. Anyone might live in a cellar—and play a violin—surely there was nothing especially singular about that. Hut why the uncanny feeling? The surroundings— this cold, damp cellar—the moaning strains from the violin—all added a sense of unreality. Reaching the tiny shaft of light, he made out an old wooden door hanging by one rusty hinge. He quietly pulled the door toward him and stood very, very still. Standing in the center of the room, with the ghostly glare of a gas jet above him, was an old man. His fine chin rested on the violin. His hair hung long and white to his shoulders. His eyes were closed, and the whole expression of his face was decidedly strange and sad. It seemed almost as if the god of sleep had come to him as he stood there with the violin. His face showed shadows and fine lines, its whiteness in- tensified by the long black coat and the deep shadows of the room. As one awakened suddenly, he opened his eyes and gazed long and steadily at the visitor. For a moment the soldier knew nothing but those eves large, deep, and filled with dreams, —sad, very sad dreams, it seemed—then in- stantly the expression changed and the strong stare of the blind met his gaze. The musician put out his arm and muttered something in French, which his visitor did not understand. The musician waited a few min- utes, and the silence seemed to imply that the presence of a visitor had been a mere fancy. PAGE FIVE THE REF!. ECTOR CI.IFTON HIGH SCHOOL F E B R C A R Y 9 2 7 The music seemed to he sloxver than before. The American waited with eyes that seemed riveted to the figure of the man. He had taken his violin again, and closing his eyes he began to play. The melody was in a minor key, sad and melancholy. Then quite suddenly it bright- ened, and rippled like birds in spring and water splashing over rocks—then just as suddenly the first refrain. Instinctively the soldier thought of a life that might have begun very, very sadly, and then for a while been happy and free, like a spirit uncag- ed, and then, alas, a sad, horrible ending, that seemed to come before all dreams were realized and all purposes accomplished. The soldier knew the man had originated the masterpiece—as he knew also it was a master- piece. It reminded him of his own dream—his one dream that could not he realized—his dream of one day writing a melody that would tell a story, the story that this one had told. If only he could remember it—if only he could just put down a few bars that would help him to recall it when he got back to the bar- racks. If he could but play it just once on that violin the wonder-man held, he knew he would never forget it. The music seemed to be slower than before the sound seemed to come almost unwillingly— as if it were unfitted for its reception in this old French cellar. The musician's eyes had opened and they seemed even larger and more dream- like. Suddenly with one last stroke of the bow, the composition ended, and for just a moment the musician stood very, very still—and then he smiled a gloriously happy and satisfied smile —that filled the soldier's soul with awe. And before the eves of the astonished soldier the musician fell, and the soldier knew before he reached him that he was dead. And now could he—or would it be just too horrible—to play the music he had just heard ? The desire to fulfill in part his wonderful dream was too strong for him. and picking up the violin he gave to the old crumbling walls for the second time, the story of the sad and lonely life. When lie had finished lie seemed to be a person in a dream. Mechanically he laid the bow and violin beside the old man. gently kissed his hand, and followed the wall back to the world of reality. Outside in the cool air he wondered if it were true that he had really experienced this—he hardly knew what to call it. He hurried to the barracks and finally, with the aid of a candle and a borrowed three hours from his time allotted to sleep, he transferred to paper this haunting and beautiful melody. Then lie sealed and addressed a large envelope to a music publishing house in New York City. Vaguely as he wrote New York, U. S. A., he wondered if he would ever see it again. He transferred to paper this haunting and beautiful melody. The next morning found the soldier at the front gripping hard his musket and steeling him- self to the utter horror of the scene around him. His friend—his best friend taken he’d show them—But crash! Another shell, and he feil next to his friend. His dream—God. that won- derful dream—it had come true—he had writ- ten the music—perhaps it was not his to write PAGE SIX THE REFLECTOR FTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 The next morning found the soldier at the front. but then, who would be more happy than the white-haired composer—true he would never hear it played never know whether it had been accepted but God had been good to let him try —he hoped—it—would—do. George Brunt, June '27. THK HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS MEET RESPONSIBILITY In this life here in school we seem to play no great part. We merely come here, day after day, trying to enlighten ourselves with the aid of others who are spending probably the great- est part of their lives in helping us. We grum- ble about the homework. We feel that so much is expected of us. Some do it because they know they have to do it if they expect to pass, some because they realize its value, and some just as a matter of form. So many things are done, just as a matter of form, that they have lost their originality and interest. Everyone is so anxious to get out into the world, to do things for himself. He looks for- ward to the time when he will have accomplish- ed all that he has planned, and will have people look to him for help and guidance, and honor and respect him. Many, we know, leave school for just that reason. It is the wanderlust, the hope and ambition of youth. When he leaves high school he feels confident that he can step into any position, and that it is only the ques- tion of a short time when he will be “monarch of all he surveys.’’ He is fascinated for a while. Every thing is new. It is what he has always hoped for. Then comes the rude awakening. He soon finds himself engaged in work that is every bit as monotonous as his school work. He finds that he has very little more freedom. He knows too that he has no teachers to encourage him or pull him through. He realizes now for the first time in his life that he must fight alone. Why? Be- cause he has never become acquainted with Re- sponsibility. He is startled for a time, but af- ter a gradual change, he becomes hardened and, looking back at his high school days, wonders what he ever saw in them to complain about. Let us come back to school again. We come into another person’s life. He too has dreams and ambitions, and desires to become great. He hopes to have the world think well of him. But he is a noticing student. He looks into the fu- ture, and behind youth’s silvery screen he sees the world. While still in high school, he looks for ways to meet his future problems. He triej himself, avails himself of every opportunity. He thinks, concentrates. He wonders a little and is probably puzzled. He finds himself quite interested in his school work. He realizes that people are beginning to depend on him. A big problem faces him. Many are counting on him to pull through. He does. Why? Because he HAS become acquainted with Responsibility. His school life has meant something to him. It has been his ambition to make it mean something to him. The realization of others’ approval stirs him. He knows that he has not had to wait until he finished high school to do worthwhile things. After he finishes school, he faces his new op- portunities with confidence, but his confidence is based on experience. He does not expect bountiful measure until he has worked for it. He remembers his high school difficulties, but the principal thing that he remembers is that he overcame these difficulties. He is sure, not only because he has met Responsibility, but he has kept pace with him. It is he who helps his weak friend to know Responsibility better. He is the one who en- courages and guides, who is looked upon as a leader, a man capable of doing great things. He has the distinction of being looked upon as an admirable man. He knows the other secret, that he started when the first ray of opportunity shone upon him. We look more closely into the picture. We see our old friend, School Spirit. He opens the door to the halls of Responsibility. He stands there, day after day, inviting everyone to en- ter. He even begs and entreats, for he wonders how many of us are going to succeed. PAGE SEVEN T H E R E F LECTOR C L I F T 0 N HIGH S C H O O L FEBRUARY 1927 In his stately hall we find Responsibility sit- ting on his magnificent throne, surrounded by the statues of his late friends. Beside him we see the Experienced Man and the High School Student. As the Experienced Man is introduc- ing the High School Student to Responsibility, the statues begin to speak. “When you have difficulties,” says the first, “meet them, greet them and beat them.” “Success comes in Can’s,” says the second, “failure in Can’ts.” The third follows, “Remember it takes one hundred years to grow an oak; for a squash six months are sufficient.” And as the student begins to realize, the Ex- perienced Man and Responsibility exchange a knowing look, while the fourth speaker speaks in a hopeful voice, “Give to the world the best that you have, and the best will come back to you.” Betty C. Lamberson, Feb. ’27. RECOMPENSK Dedicated to M. D. G. A gold nugget Is not beautiful, But we take it With its dirt and dross, For the sake Of the precious bits of gold It contains. Life, real life, Is not easy or pleasant, And seldom beautiful; But we live it— And love it, For the golden moments Of rest and joy and beauty It contains. “Spectator.” A GIRL WE KNOW She lost them all, all those whom she held dear. And now she walks the road of Life alone, Unfaltering, unafraid. A child, half-grown— And yet we’ve never seen her shed a tear. We’ve never heard her voice a childish fear. We’ve never even heard her softly moan In loneliness for those whose love she’s known She radiates courageousness and cheer. But sometimes we can catch within her eyes A fleeting glimpse of longing wistfulness. As if she lived with memories for a while; And with these memories come soft, sad sighs- But not for long. She hastens to suppress Them, and her grief she hides behind a smile “Cyrano.” “THE OLI) GRAY CAT” The old gray cat lay by the fire And stared at the leaping flames. (Ease alone was the cat’s desire And is there one who blames?) His mind went back through his twenty years. (Quite long for a cat to live). He thought of his struggles, his loves, his fears. With the calm only age can give. And he knew, this gray old cat by the fire. His days would be very few— This he was told by his old gray sire, As I tell it now to you. “The lives of a cat, my son, are nine. And the first three go in a day. Before lie learns to read the sign Of “Danger,” and keep away. The next three lives are lost within The fiery years of youth; For some they are years of feline sin. For others a fight for truth. .lust three are left. The cat by now Has learned to tread with care Its daily paths; it knows well how To side-step danger’s flare. But life is hard, and accident Of the three takes one away; The other life is lost or spent— But how, I cannot say. And one remains; the last of all, ’Tis very short but sweet— Through eight hard lives you’ve known the gall. The bitter strife of the street; The ninth you spend (it may but last A week, a day, an hour) In vague, dim dreams of days long past, The days when your youth was in flower. The bitter days your thoughts ignore, Remembrance casts them by— You think and dream of the joys of yore; And then, my son, you die.” And the old gray cat went dreaming on Till the fire-light ceased to shine; M hen the last spark died, he too was gone The count of lives was “nine!” PAGE EIGHT “A Dreamer.” . E ROAD OF DREAMS I have often heard of the road of There are castles on the road of dreams, dreams. There are mansions on the way; I have heard of its shining glories. They shine like dold in fhe lights I have often heard of the light that gleams, bright beams. And its many enchanting stories. Visions that fade away. Thesinger sings JlbTroad of dreams. There are many that travel theroad The writer writes of its lore. Theyfollow the lights bright ray 5'! The poet praises its golden beams Ihert are many who fell on the road of dreams., The lights that I ight its shores. for jfs beckoning may waylay. So I may travel the road of dreams. Its baffling lights explore. And I may reach its dazzling heights Where I’ve longed to be before. Ellen Phillips, June 30. T H E R E F I. E (TOR C L I F TON HIGH S C II O O I. F E H R I! A R V 19 2 7 JAMBS P. O'CONNOR Scuffle, shuffle, scuffle ! James P. O’Connor, for no other reason in the world except that he had just been disowned by his father, was start- ing out to set the world on fire by his own ef- forts. Now to understand this great phenomenon, it is necessary to know James P. O’Connor. James had been raised by his bored father and an over- fond mother in a Lord Fauntleroy atmosphere— private tutors, curls, velvet trousers and all that sort of thing. James, it must be said, had a fierce longing to be a regular fellow. This had its outcome when James was sent to Dartmouth, which had been his father’s college before him. James soon had a reputation as a social as- set and was the leader of all the social activities. It was James who set new styles, James who was chairman of the Junior Prom committee, James who became an enthusiastic Phi Sigma pledge. It was at the height of his career of success at college that Jimmie was chosen chair- man of the Junior Prom committee. He had gone stag and was condescendingly looking around to see that all was as it should be, when he saw Fat Lauder endeavoring to display his charms in the famous Banana Slide to the strains of Valencia. James watched sympathe- tically until he saw the face of the girl Fat was dancing with. It was tragic, and although it was against his principles, Jimmie tapped Fat on the shoulder and firmly but gently cut in. Soon he was tapped, the little incident was for- gotten. and the evening wore on to a successful close, from the social point of view. Jimmie’s college days came to a close, as all things surely must, and Jimmie set out for one good time before he went home to the old hum- drum. In the midst of all his preparations in pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness, a letter arrived from his unsympathetic father telling him of his forthcoming marriage with the daugh- ter of an old school chum of his, and the hope that he would consider his parent’s wishes and act accordingly. Jimmie wrote hack feelingly, and told them in none too gentle language that he would marry when and whom he chose. Forthwith he was disowned, which brings us to the immediate and uncertain present. By rea- son of his sudden and tremendous decision, Jimmie started out with hut twenty-five dollars, which is neither here nor there. Now we come to the girl that Jimmie said he would marry any one but. Nora Jean Delaney was a wild and flipping flapper who looked up- on the world as a “great old place,” and merrily anticipated adventure and romance. On the morning of her nineteenth birthday, hearing of her prearranged marriage with an unknown stranger of whom she had heard a great deal when in college, she smelt adventure, registered dismay, accepted as a peace offering a little Wills St. Claire roadster, and soon was off on the scent of adventure without so much as an extra lire. Therefore it was quite permissible when the frolicking autumn breeze caught up the words that had drifted out when a tack had thoughtlessly driven itself through the front tire, that it brought them to the ears of a dirty truck driver whom we know as James P. O’Con- nor, now known to the business world as Mike Malone. Upon hearing them he smiled, but hav- ing retained his chivalry, he was soon fixing Nora’s tire. This accomplished, he set out on his way with a belated order for Messrs. Swan Down. It was inevitable that Jimmie should think it a joke to obtain a position in his father’s em- ploy and then, having raised himself through the world via his father’s trucking business, to appear before his father and show him that he. James P. O’Connor, could earn his own liveli- hood. In order to make detection more impos- sible he changed his name to Mike Malone. Jimmie’s father, it must be said, was the J. P. O’Connor ol 25 years ago. whose eccentrici- ties were widely discussed. Jim’s father had made his fortune over night, as it were, but could not bring himself to give up the business which he had been horn and raised in. Before he became known as the James P. O’Connor of the social world he was merely Johnnie O’Con- nor, who owned several trucks and a horse. But Nora, women are such queer creatures, had fallen in love, and by grace of her Irish parents had set out in chase of her man. In the course of her self imposed task of trailing Mike Malone she became aware of the fact that Mike lunched in the Greasy Vest and resided at 159 Palm Street. Nora then retired to figure out a means of attack. Ideas came flowing in, hut most of them were discarded; finally she de- cided on a course and within the next hour the Greasy Vest had a new waitress, and 165 Palm Street a new hoarder. Jimmy came in for lunch the next day and of course Nora made it a point to wait upon him. He was struck by a faint resemblance which he soon scorned as impractical. Jimmy was hu- man. and if a pretty girl went out of her way to please him, of course Jimmie noticed, and didn’t raise anv strenuous objections. Soon Jimmie was dining nightly at the Greasy Vest, and in the course of time was accompanying Nora, now Jean Patton, to the movies once a week. They both remarked how coincidental it was that, out of the whole city of New York, they both happened to live within a few doors of each other. I AGE TEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Nora was thrilled, and confidentially told one of her new girl friends that he was simply gor- geous, and would make some splash if he ap- peared in Society in a dress suit. While Jimmy thought to himself how her eyes would dance and sparkle at the sight of society in New York. It was a darn shame the way “a nice kid like Jean didn’t have a show in the world.” Nora’s people did not miss her, as she was quite in the habit of visiting her friends unex- pectedly; besides, Nora had written once, send- ing the letter to Maine to be mailed. One Sunday morning Nora was lazily reading the Sunday newspaper in bed; quite a luxury, and very much appreciated, as a contrast to her usual rush to get out at six in the morning. Sud- denly, something seemed to snap in Nora’s brain, and she sat there staring, for who should stare at her from out of the depths of the So- ciety sheet but Mike Malone? Reading the caption under the picture, it slowly dawned up- on her mind that Mike Malone, her Mike Ma- lone, was none other than the son of the James P. O’Connor. Quite a personage in himself, as lie had obtained a degree at Dartmouth and was a popular member of the young set. Nora’s spirit was in a conflict, but her mind still worked on in its customary manner. She had every reason to believe that if she suddenly disappeared, this new life of his would sudden- ly seem boresome and dreary; he would search for her. Not finding her. he would return home in the hopes of drowning his emotion in activity. She would, of course, return to her people and sooner or later would come face to face with Mike and then—let fate run her own course. With Nora—to think was to act, and soon she was in the midst of the activities that are always in a whirl when the most prominent debutants are being presented. Nora loved this life but her anxiety grew when she heard no more of Mike. Meanwhile Jimmy had searched everywhere, but her landlady professed ignorance and her late acquaintances knew' nothing of her w’here- abouts and. true to form, Jimmie soon sought home and solace. Alas, or shall we say fortun- ately, his forgiving and over fond mother had other plans for him, and soon James was a popular member of the younger set. Rut Jim- my had not forgotten and soon memories of Jean came to disturb him. Pleasure hunting seemed trivial. One interested in reading news items of the doings of the 400 during the month of June in the year 1925 might have come across this clip- ping: Miss Nora Jean Delaney is to be form- al Iv presented to the society world at a dinner dance given for her at Sherry’s by her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Delaney of 249 Fifth Avenue, New York City, on June the 19th. Miss Delaney was formerly a pupil of the Misses Sherwood’s School for young ladies. Miss Delaney is a niece of the Mrs. J. Astor. Her mother is a sister of the Honorable J. B. Kenington. We take the liberty of going uninvited to Sherry’s on the afternoon of the 19th. Nora was enthusiastically drawn into the arms of the younger set and her dances were much in de- mand. Upon this scene of activity comes one James P. O’Connor, bored—noticeably so, but driven hence by his loving parents to be formal- ly presented to the girl whom his parents de- sired him to marry. His eyes opened upon a scene similar to that enacted during his Junior year at college. Fat Lauder was again endeavoring to display his charms in the famous Banana Slide, this time to the strains of “This is my lucky Day.” Auto- matically James tapped Fat on the shoulder and was given a slender, dainty bit of fluff into his keeping. Some fragrance was wafted to his nose that seemed vaguely familiar. Soon Jim- mie was tapped, and as he surrendered his lady, he glanced at her face. “Jean!” ‘Mike!” Without any prethought he seized her, and before the astonished crowd could draw another breath, kissed her. “Nora’s father came over demanding an ex- planation. “Why, Nora, 1 never knew’ you knew Jimmie.” “Nora!” shouted Jimmy. “Why yes,” answered his father,” this is the daughter of my school-chum that I was telling you about.” But Jimmie w’as gone and, odd as it may seem, Nora was gone also. “Nora, did you know—?” “Oh, Jimmie,” replied Nora, alias Jean Pat- ton, “there’s time for all that later on,” and, as the moon w’ill confirm, tw’o silhouettes w’ere made one. If one is interested enough to look up Nora Jean Delaney in this year’s Social Register he will find a note referring him back to the O’s, but if one glanees there he will find a note re- ferring him to the D’s, which, if this is not clear, is simply a customary way of informing one that Miss Nora Jean Delaney is now Mrs. James P. O’Connor, Jr. Maude Andras, Feb. ’27. PAGE ELEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 THE COURTSHIP OF LADY LUCK AND DAME FORTUNE Did you say Lady Luck never walks at your side And Dame Fortune is bitterly holding a grudge Against you? Say, lad. let me ask, have you tried To make friends with those two? If you never budge From your spot on the map and get out on your own, Why of course Lady Luck will stay far, far away! Do you think that your cowardly, whimpering moan Of weak discontent pleases Dame Fortune? Pray, What is it you think will entice Lady Luck? .lust sitting and waiting? No sir! You’re all w’rong! It’s courage, it’s gameness, it’s will-powered pluck! Lady Luck is the friend of the man who is strong. Get out and fight hard with an undying zest; Don’t shrink back in fear from the slash of Fate’s knife! Never quit! Never whine! Never let foolish pride Hold you back in disdain from the laboring swirl! You do that, and you’ll find Lady Luck at your side, And dear old Dame Fortune vour very best girl! “Pie.” JUST TRY Say, guy. Don’t sigh; Just try. Aim high. Don’t just sit, Work a bit; Let’s be fit; Fight with grit. A smile Is great When joshed By Fate. On your way With a smile; You'll find Life Well worth while! “Pie.” TO THE FRESHMAN There is no sense in fooling. And breaking every ruling. When you’re out to get your schooling. Little man. For the thing that you are after Isn’t won by idle laughter. Little man. If you want to be a master You have got to stick like plaster. In spite of each disaster. Little man. (Don’t let me hear you snicker)! You’ve got to be a sticker, Little man! You are in the stage of growing. Dig right in and keep on going, (Take a hint from one who’s knowing) ! Little man. Now’s the time your training takes you. And it either makes or breaks you. Little man. Fill your head chuck full or learning. Train yourself to true discerning Where the road you follow’s turning. Little man. You’ve four years of school before you. Do them justice, we implore you. Little man! A Senior. SNOW Snow, snow, where do you come from? Are you frozen rain, as they say? Or are you just a band of spirits, Kept for the winter’s day? I think that you are spirits sweet. With little souls all your own. That you do enjoy drifting earthward here. Though you know you are far from home. While flying downward thru the air. You look both left and right, As if to see as much as you can, Before on earth you alight. Myrtle Foy, June ’27. GREEN RUSHES No more shall your green blades push upward thru the mud. No more shall they wave to and fro, nodding subjection to the gentle breeze. No more shall the cattails stand like silent sen- tinels in the dusk. Joseph Gulardo, June ’30. PAGE twelve THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCH O O L FEBRUARY 1927 PALS A mid-day sun was shining upon the little village of Claxton, and a warm breeze blew lazi- lv through the green leaves of the huge oak trees that lined the main road. l)an Rodger sat against a tree in the yard of his home on Columbia Avenue, enjoying the adventures of an exciting book. Occasionally, the pages of his book rustled with the breeze that blew the scent of roses through the air. In the rear of the yard was a garage in which stood Gipsy, a red roadster, which was Dan’s greatest pride and enjoyment. He had worked hard for it in Lambert’s Grocery store down in the center of the town. The roadster was a nice little affair, clean and well-kept. During his spare hours Dan would clean and re pair it and then take a ride to town or through the country lanes. He attended high school and was very fond of history. Today was Saturday, and as he was so ab- sorbed in his book lie did not notice a small pup- py crossing the road, directly in the path of an oncoming automobile. He was now startled by the yelps and cries of the pup as the auto struck it. The motorist did not stop, but drove on, leaving the pup limping to the curb. It got as far as the lawn in front of Dan’s house and there it fell. The boy, so startled by the sudden happening and drowsy from reading, sat there in a stupor for a minute. Then he jumped to his feet and ran toward the injured animal. The pup proved to be no more than a plain mongrel with wiry white hair and a patch of black over his right eye. It had an extraordin- arily long tail, far too long for its body, a dozen times. It lay there crying with its side bleeding, but that was all the boy could find wrong with it. The pup cast curious glances toward Dan, which seemed to soften the boy’s heart. He put his hand close to it to see if it were friendly. It said nothing and so, seeing it needed help, he gently carried it around to the back of the house and laid it under a large apple tree. He quickly got some hot water and bathed the cut. The little ball of fur ceased crying and lay still, eyeing Dan curiously. An apple getting too heavy for the limb upon which it hung, fell to the ground directly in front of the pup. It quickly got to its feet growling at the apple. The boy almost fell with laughter and kicked the apple away. “More frightened than hurt,’’ was the motto Dan put upon the pup. “Well, youngster,’’ Dan addressed him, “how do you feel now?” The pup answered and gave his thanks by licking Dan’s hand with a small pink tongue which came from a grinning mouth. “Yes, you’re here.’’ said Dan, “but how long you’ll stay I couldn’t say. Dad may like your long tail and homely figure and he may not. You’ll need a name, too. won’t you? Well, you’ve a black spot over your eye so I’ll call you Spot. That’s your name from now on if no one claims you. Do you understand?’’ Probably Spot knew what Dan said and may- be he didn’t, but anyway he answered with a weak puppy-like bark. “Hungry?” asked Dan. The pup said nothing, but after five minutes a bulging pup, having surrounded a whole can of condensed milk, to say nothing of half a box of crackers, lazily walked over toward the tree and lay down on the smooth lawn to rest. “A dog’s life.” sadly said the boy as he went in for supper. Dan had lost a dog just a year ago, so the boy wished with all his heart that his father would let him keep his new-found friend. Mr. PAGE THIRTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Kodger was a kind, considerate man, and he decided the little pup should stay providing no one claimed him. All that week Dan advertised in the papers for the owner of the pup, hut to no avail. At last he concluded the dog had been abandoned and now belonged to him. At night Spot slept on the seat of Gipsy, the red roadster. He was a good watch-dog and Dan’s mother wasn’t bothered with beggars because they never dared enter the yard. The next week was spent in the training of Spot. First he was taught the danger of auto- mobiles. Dan practically whipped him when he went into the street, and by the end of the week he never went farther than the curb, even though Dan threw a ball out into the street. Many other tricks were taught him bv Dan after school hours. Spot was a mongrel but he was intelligent, and that is all that is needed in a dog. Every week Spot found himself in a tub with a scrub- bing brush and soap with which Dan made his fur like silk. A pair of goggles were bent to fit around his ears so that he might go riding with his master and not be bothered by bugs that happened to hit him. He would sit wisely in the seat beside Dan with one ear erect and the other turned down. It was now the circus season and all the bill- boards in town were covered with news and pic- tures of the coining show. So one evening after supper Spot set out with his master in Gipsy. I le acted very distinguished as he turned to look at other dogs that they passed. At the grounds he barked at the elephants and yelped when the monkey scratched his nose. A dog happened along and got too fresh for him. so a fight began, which was stopped by Dan. Not long after being scolded for fighting he again got into another fight. This time he was sent back to the car where he sadly watched for his master. The show was fine in Dan’s opinion, and after eating a hot dog he set out for where he had left his car. But as he neared the spot where the ear had stood, he beheld it to be empty. Gipsy was gone and Spot with it! He searched all around but with no success. That night when the moon poked a curious eye over the eastern horizon, it shone upon a worried and sad boy, rolling and tossing in his bed. All night, to remind him of his loss, he dreamt of riding in Gipsy with Spot by his side. He imagined how Spot must have fought but to be overwhelmed by the thieves. Once he thought he had his hands upon tin thief but woke up to find himself still in bed. The next day he was drowsy and had no heart in his studies. Even the basketball game failed to enliven his mind. He was asked a hundred times about his roadster, and each time he had to relate his sad story. At meal time he ate lit- tle and lay in bed the rest of the day. The next night his dreams were as bad. He imagined he heard Spot barking as if he were calling him, until at last it woke him up. Could it be true? Was it Spot barking, or was he still dreaming? He pinched himself to make sure. It was Spot. Dan hastily slipped on his clothes and passed quietly beyond his parents' door and out of the house. There stood Spot by the door barking loudly, his long tail wagging from side to side, and his little tongue hanging out. Dan bade him be quiet but he refused to stop. Instead, he ran toward the street and back to Dan. He understood. He got his hat and followed the pup. Spot led him down Main Street, through tile- residential section, through dark alleys, and in to a vacant lot. Had the faithful animal come all this distance to aid his master? Across the lot he led him to an old garage. Here he stop- ped and lay down upon the ground looking at Dan. It was a very rickety old shack. Thinking the shack to be empty Dan gave a strong push upon the old door that sent it fiv- ing off its hinges. Instantly he regretted his haste, for as soon as he broke the door he was assailed by two rough looking men. He fought with all his might but he was backed into the garage against the wall. His hands were full and he had no excess breath to waste in a cry for help now, but could only fight with clench- ed teeth and hope that the noise would attract PAGE FOURTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH S C H O O L F E R R U A R Y 19 2 7 a policeman. He could hear Spot growling ex- citedly, hut the little animal was too small to he of any help (as Dan thought). A hand with a vise-like grip found Dan’s throat, and he tried uselessly to free himself. “I’ve got him!” said a heavy voice. Dan had a glimpse of a leering face before him. He struggled again and managed to free one hand. The next instant a little hall of growing fury leaped, and sharp puppy's teeth sank into the wrist of the man who held Dan. He gave a yelp and kicked poor Spot, crying, into a corner. Dan’s hand came in contact with something cold. It was a wrench. Grabbing this lie struck wildly in the darkness. The heavens spread full of stars for the thief as the wrench struck a blow on his head. “Kick my dog. will you?” Dan yelled ang- rily. A few moments and the other man fell. Hurt and dizzy the hoy humped against some- thing which seemed familiar to him. It was Gipsy! Delighted with finding his car he al- most forgot about Spot until he heard him cry- ing in the corner. Then, again thinking of the men, he wished to escape before they regain- ed consciousness. Quickly and carefully he felt his way to the doors and opened them. He then helped his pal, who had helped him more than anyone else could have helped. He care- fully lifted the little form and put him in the seat. One of the men began to sit up! Dan jumped into the car, started it, and was soon out on the street, leaving the thieves behind. 'rile streets were beginning to be crossed by early-risers, and the first streak of daylight was shining over the horizon. Dan sped over the dirty streets toward the better section of the town. Poor Spot still lay beside Dan, crying softly. Dan loved him more than ever now be- cause of the great help he had been to him in recovering Gipsy. He wondered how Spot had got away from the thieves. Hut now for the the first time he noticed a small piece of rope hanging from the pup’s collar. The end had been chewed off. So the game pup had chewed himself loose and had come all the way home to get his master! The town was reached and Dan went straight to the Doctor’s house, for he knew Doctor would not he up at such an early hour. Again he took his beloved pet in his arms and rang the bell of the house. It was some time before the Doctor made his appearance at the doorway, showing signs of having hastily dressed. “What’s the matter? the Doctor asked. “Here, Doe..” Dan’addressed him as soon-as he appeared, “you're a good doctor and I want you to fix up this little pup for me.” “Hut began the doctor. “No hut’s about it,” replied the boy. “This pup needs your help. Please tend to him quick- ly r Saying nothing else the doctor took Spot into his office while Dan anxiously waited in the waiting-room. He tried to read the magazines hut he couldn’t do anything except look anxious- ly at the office door. Would his pal he all right or would lie die? This and many other ques- tions fronted him as he waited. In half an hour the doctor appeared with the pup in his arms. “How is he?” immediately asked Dan. “Oh, your hound will he all right, but you’ll have to keep him quiet. I did a good job on that leg.” Dan took Spot in his arms and the little ani- mal cast a kind and thankful glance at Dan. “Say, young man, aren’t you doing an awful lot for a mongrel?” asked the doctor. “Mongrel nothing!” grunted Dan as he ten- derly petted the puppy. “He’s my pal now. See?” he added, a trifle unsteadily, as a pink tongue kissed his hand. Lester Spangenbf.rg, June ’28. A WINTER SCENE I stood entranced, gazing out of the broad bay-window at the panorama lying before my eyes. Snow! Snow every where! All was still with a stillness that compels reverence. A little cluster of pine trees stood aloof and proud, weighted down with their fleecy burden. Down in the valley was a sight that inevitably thrills the heart of a winter sportsman, a lake covered firmly with ice. The air rang with the cries and shouts of the ice skaters. An enormous fire burned merrily to one side. Suddenly out of this merry making scene sounded the deep, im- pelling voice of church beds. For one precious moment all was still, hut soon high spirits reign- ed again. At last I could resist it no longer. I bundled up, and, with one last look at the cozy room I was leaving, I stepped out into the cold crisp air. The snow crackled beneath my feet. I felt exhilirated! Thanksgiving filled my soul, and I felt as if great deeds could be accomplish- ed with ease. Maude Andras, Feb. ’27. PAGE FIFTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 An Introduction Je suis—qui?” is all I'll sign. 1 hope you’ll like my verse. Beneath these triolets of mine “Je suis—qui?” is all I’ll sign; I’ll grant they’re neither great nor fine, But still there have been worse. “Je suis—qui?” is all I’ll sign. I hope you’ll like my verse. A Tviolet A triolet’s a cheery thing. So short, hut ah ! so full of light! It seems to dance, it seems to sing. A triolet’s a cheery thing, It lilts along on speedy wing, A star-like bit of rhyme in flight. A triolet’s a cheery thing. So short, but ah! so full of light! The Rain I hear the pattering of the rain Like dancing fairies’ feet, That dance, then rest, then dance again. I hear the pattering of the rain (Perhaps they dance to hide some pain) And, oh ! the sound is sweet! I hear the pattering of the rain Like dancing fairies’ feet. I Asked Her to Go Out with Me I asked her to go out with me, And gosh! she answered, “Yes.” It made my heart beat swift with glee; I asked her to go out with me. And, asking, met with great success. So her kindly heart I bless! I asked her to go out with me, And gosh ! she answered “Yes.” In Latin Class In Latin class We suffer so! The minutes pass In Latin class As if Time’s glass Had ceased its flow. In Latin class We suffer so! “Je Sris—Qui?” A Chance “Je suis—qui?” has changed his sphere; Some rondeaus he is now essaying And hopes that you’ll not start to jeer. “Je suis—qui?” has changed his sphere. His brow is pale and white with fear, And for success, oh ! how he’s praying! “Je suis—qui?” has changed his sphere; Some rondeaus he is now essaying. These Old French Forms These old French forms! I find them so Entrancing! Poets never know How sweet their muse can really be, How clear their lyre’s ecstacy, Until they’ve tried to fashion a rondeau, Ballade (these are the forms that show How swift his rhyming pen can go) Or triolet. So light and free— These old French forms! Their rhymes go rippling to and fro Right merrily; they’re seldom slow, (Although a weightier minstrelsey At times may enter). With laughing glee In calm serenity they flow— These old French forms. “Je Suis—Qui?” THE MYSTERY OF THE HIDDEN ARM The fog was of the thick, “pea-soupy” type, so common in the city of London, especially in that section along the banks of the Thames. The cabs were running along slowly and the omni- buses were barely crawling. Mixed with the fog was a slight drizzle that wet one through to the skin in a few moments if one were unlucky enough to be caught in it without an umbrella. The crowds were just getting out from the theatres and most of them were directing their steps towards one of the numerous night-clubs with which the Strand, England’s Broadway, was spotted, or rather, splashed. Suddenly out of the crowd stepped two elderly men, Mr. Hartley, talking rather rapidly, and Mr. Smithe, who listened to every word attentively. Evi- dently they were discussing something of im- portance, for they neglected to take an omnibus, but instead turned down Ramsey Street as a short-cut to Mr. Hartley’s house. “What is the use of going around through the ‘bright-lights’ when we can reach home quicker this way, and it is also easier to talk while in one of these quiet streets,” explained Mr. Hart- ley. “Just as you say,” agreed Mr. Smithe, and they again entered into the argument in which they seemed to be very interested. After they had talked for five or ten minutes, they lapsed into silence. Suddenly Mr. Hartley turned to tell Mr. Smithe something, but he could see his companion nowhere. After several minutes of futile searching, he directed his steps toward his nephew’s house. Once there he explained everything and his relative, I)an Hardy, bade him pass the night with him. Once Mr. Hartley had fallen asleep, Dan went out, and with the directions given him by his uncle, found the place of the disappearance. PAGE SIXTEEN T HE HE F L E C T O R CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 It was about four A. M. when Dan came back. He immediately prepared for bed; and though he was dead tired, he was up again at seven. Mr. Hartley woke at eight and by the time he was downstairs, Dan was just leaving. “Be ready to go with me at twelve, uncle admonished Dan. “All right, but be very careful. Dan, won’t you r “Sure, but don’t you worry about me,’’ ad- vised Dan. closing the door. At exactly twelve, the two of them left the house and started in the direction of Ramsey Street. While they were walking there, Dan outlined his plan to his uncle. He was to walk forty yards behind Mr. Hartley, who would be on the edge of the curb. Thus would they pro- ceed past the spot where Mr. Smithe had varn- ished. After walking about ten yards, Dan saw an arm shoot out from the wall. He was about to call to his uncle when he saw that he was at least ten feet from the wall. The arm was quickly withdrawn and Dan was about to hurry to investigate the wall when he saw his uncle fall heavily, as though hit in the head. He ran up and examined him. On finding him still alive, he called a taxi and brought Mr. Hartley to his home. Once Mr. Hartley was put to bed and his head bathed with water, Dan called in his favorite physician. The doctor ordered absolute silence and Dan decided to sleep that night at his own home. He promised to return the first thing the next morning. The next day Dan Hardy returned as he had promised, and his uncle was sitting up in bed. “If it were not for the thick crown in your hat. I’m afraid you wouldn’t be here now,” said the doctor. “But I can’t see yet what hit him,” said Dan. “The arm that I saw shoot out from the wall had a small bag, not unlike the sandbag used by thugs. It didn’t come within six feet of him.” “Well, whatever it was that hit him, it has had the same effect as a hard blow, and I fear it has given him concussion of the brain,” re- plied the doetor. “Is there any blood clotting yet?” asked Dan. “Not yet, but I think that if it is going to clot at all it will start about noon, today.” All this conversation had taken place outside the old man’s room and the two turned to enter. “How do you feel now. uncle?” asked Dan concernedly. “I feel pretty good now, except for my head. I think it must have been a piledriver that hit me he replied. Mr. Hartley then attempted to talk about Mr. Smithe, but Dan skillfully led the talking into other channels. Mr. Hartley soon express- ed a desire to sleep, and as it was about nine P. M., Dan having spent the whole day there, his wish was granted. On his way home, Dan Hardy saw in his newspaper, in glaring headlines, a detailed ac- count of two mysterious murders in Ramsey Street. Both occurred the same way as Mr. Hartley’s accident. Evidently the reporters hadn’t gotten wind of his accident, as there wras nothing in the paper about it. Both these men were executives in large concerns. One, Mr. Forsythe, was the president of the Continental Marine Corporation. This report made Dan change his plans and he immediately proceeded to Ramsey Street. On reaching the spot where Mr. Hartley had been assaulted, he darted into the open doorway. Creeping along the dimly lighted hallway, lie could hear no sound other than the creaking of the old boards beneath his weight and the scur- rying of rats. After proceeding a wav, lie came to a “Y”, and not hesitating an instant, he crept dow'n the left one. He soon came to a door. On opening it he saw behind it a room. This he entered, his revolver ready in his hand. What moment and from what corner might come a bullet or one of those death-dealing “no- things,” he knew’ not. But his flash showed the room to be empty. He examined it thoroughly and could find no trace of door or closet. Dan was about to retrace his steps when he heard the door close on him and the lock snap. He placed his whole one hundred ninety-five pounds of solid flesh and bone against it, but it w’ould not budge. Once more he examined the walls and saw’ a picture hanging rather crookedly on the wall. He also noticed that there was no dust on it as there wfas on everything else in the room. He took the picture down, and to his de- light saw a button behind it. He pressed it and suddenly heard a creaking rioicc on the opposite side of the room. He turned quickly and saw a portion of the wall swinging in towards him. He stood for a second and it closed. He again pressed the button and this time he entered the wall and mounted the steps which he found there. After he had ascended approximately twenty- five steps he heard the door close on him again. Therefore he knew that his only salvation lay in going straight ahead. He had climbed about twenty-five more, using his flashlight occasionally, when he came to a wall. He pushed easily on this and to his amazement, it swung inwards on hinges into an- other room like the first. The only difference was that this one showed signs of being habited, since it contained a table, three chairs, a small oil lamp, and a telephone As Dan stood look- ing at all these things, he suddenly heard sever- PAGE SEVENTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 al men approaching. He quickly jumped back into the wall and shut the door. He heard the men enter and sit down. Gradually opening the door, for he knew it was in the darkness, he saw three Russians, with their characteristic dress, and their long beards. They were talking Russian. Suddenly a little bell tinkled. The attitude of the three changed immediately. The one who seemed to be leader jumped towards a closet and withdrew a little bag. At the sight of the bag, Dan gave a slight gasp, although it was inaudible. It was just the same as the one that had been extended towards his uncle when he had fallen. So, thought Dan, these men were the murderers. Well, here lie was, and he in- tended to take them with him when he left. When the leader had gotten the bag, they proceeded towards another door in a wall in the direction of the street, or at least Dan de- cided so. Dan followed them down into another room, though smaller than either of the two he had been in previously. Suddenly the leader went across the room and pressed a button. Soon after, a hole opened in the wall, and the leader, who had been standing with drawn back arm, suddenly threw it out and drew it in again. It all took about one second. They were about to go back when they heard a faint tinkling of the bell again. They immediately returned to tin wall and the leader gave the bag to one of the others. He then went over and pressed the button. Simultaneously, with the opening of the door, and the drawing back of the Russian’s arm, Dan’s pistol sounded. The man wheeled, and then dropped. The others reached for their guns but at a word from Dan, their hands flew skyward. He relieved them of their weapons and marched them upstairs, where he telephon- ed police headquarters. The officer in charge came around to the Calder Street entrance, at Dan’s request, and there Dan delivered over his prisoners. Then at Dan’s orders, the building on Ram- sey Street, opposite the murderers’ house, was surrounded by police. Dan and the officer en- tered and searched the place thoroughly, find- ing, on the second floor, a dead Russian. This man had evidently been the “eye of the gang, and had chosen thus rather than go through the ordeal of a trial and the inevitable hanging. On his desk were several buttons which, as Dan found out later, operated the bell and the hole in the wall. When the man on the other side of the street pressed the button, it shifted the control of the door or hole to the “eye, and as soon as the door flew open, the others knew that the intended victim was opposite the hole. When the body was removed, Dan searched for Mr. Smithe, whom he found in one of the rooms, tied hand and foot. “What did they want you for alive? asked Dan. “They knew that although I was rich, I wasn’t head of any concern, and as they needed money to carry out their plan of vengeance, they tried to force money out of me under threat of death,” explained Mr. Smithe. “Their plan of vengeance? said Dan. “Yes, they told me all of their plan. I guess they intended putting me to death as soon as they got the money, which I never intended giving them. You see, these Russians, as per- haps you do not know, were formerly employed in the Continental Marine Corporation, of which Mr. Forsythe was a member. 1 know all about Mr. Forsythe's death, as they boasted that was what all the ‘Monarchs of Business,’ as they termed them, were going to get. Mr. Hartley was also one of the largest shareholders. During a lull in business, which created a like lull in shipping, the company was forced to lay off considerable help. These Russians were among those laid off. This did not tend to pacify them in any way, and they contrived this scheme of ridding the earth of these ‘Monarchs of Busi- ness’, said Mr. Smithe. He had been told of Mr. Hartley’s accident. As they entered the house of Mr. Hartley, the doctor met them and told them that Mr. Hartley had succombed during the night. This news brought many tears to Dan’s eyes, as he had loved his uncle very much. After preparations for the burial had been made, Dan went to the police station to find out what the bag was that killed so mysteriously. A chemist was examining and testing it at the present moment. He was soon ready to give his report. “This bag is filled with cotton and woolen cloth, in which has been absorbed a great quan- tity of a certain kind of acid or chemical. This chemical is very expensive. It has very peculiar properties. If it is thrown towards any person with considerable force it acts the same as a hard blow would. Sometimes it kills the person, very often causing concussion of the brain. What it is that possesses this killing power is not ac- tually known, although it is generally supposed that it is the corona which surrounds anything dipped in this acid. This corona is invisible and is never found with just the acid alone. Several months after the incidents set forth in the foregoing story, Dan Hardy was sitting in the spacious study of his mansion. He was resting from the effects of several hard cases which had come his way after he had been so successful with the affair of the Russians. After PAGE EIGHTEEN THE K E F I- E C T O K CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 this had happened and Mr. Hartley’s will had been probated, it was found that I)an was the sole heir to his uncle’s vast estate. As Dan de- sired to follow his chosen profession, that of private detective, he had sold his uncle’s shares in the Continental Marine Corporation for the munificent sum of some three hundred fifty thousand pounds. This, combined with the rest of the estate, valued at around seven or eight million pounds, placed Dan in a position to rest fo the rest of his life, had he wished to do so. And this was the situation of Dan Hardy as we take leave of him, as he is sitting in a large arm- chair, smoking and reminiscing over his first case, which had brought him all his fortune. W. Ackerman, June ’28. A TRIP TO CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL IN 2026 At exactly seven o’clock my electrolarm rang. I jumped out of bed and pressed the button on the wall. This would cook my toast, coffee, and an egg in the kitchen, where I had prepared them the evening before. This is certainly a great improvement over getting up, going down- stairs, and then cooking your breakfast. I wonder how people could have lived in 1926 without this wonderful patent. After I had eaten my breakfast, I went out to the garage and put on my wings. My aero- wings are like the wings the fairies were sup- posed to have had, except mine have a motor which is strapped to the back of the wearer. 'The bodily weight of a person to-day is not enough to cause the wearer to have to fly low. All people are very thin now a-days. Every student in high school studies dieting in order to be able to keep thin enough to operate his ae row’ i ngs success full y. I found that one of the straps on my wings was broken. I had to look for another one, which took me some time. When I found it, it was already quite late. Therefore I put my wings on in a hurry and rapidly ascended in the air. About three blocks ahead of me I saw my friend, Hilda. I could not catch up to her with- out speeding as she, too, was going as fast as possible because it was so late. After looking around to see that there were no policemen in air-gliders or on the house-tops, I pulled the lever that marked the highest speed. I soon caught up to her and asked her about an Eng- lish composition we had to write. As our ma- chines made so much noise, we had to yell to each other. We soon abandoned this because I had a class in elocution in the afternoon and I did not want to strain my voice. As we neared the center of Clifton, we had to slow down. Clifton is now the largest city in Passaic County. After we passed the air traffic, we came to the Thorburn Building, the highest in the city. We, as Seniors, are permit- ted to fly over it, but the lowly Freshmen have to make a detour around it. Freshmen are not permitted to fly more than three yards above the ground. As we neared the school, we saw many other aerowings. We had to stop talking and fly carefully in order to avoid accidents. High above us soared aeroplanes. These belong to Professor Brown, the principal, and the mem- bers of the faculty, because a person has to be of age to drive one. Professor Brown, as a .pecial distinction, has a plane with two sets of wings. We have Junior Police who fly about in aero- wings which are painted red. in order to be seen easily. When they see something is not as it should be, they blow a loud whistle which can easily be distinguished as only theirs. Besides this, we have a code of laws which we have to follow. This code is pasted on our wings. In a large, open field behind the school is a shed. There the principal and the teachers keep their gliders. Just behind the doors of the school is a large vestibule where each student has a locker in which to keep his wings. The boys’ lockers are at the other end of the build- ing, for they might want to try on the daintier aerowings which the girls have, and ruin them with their extra weight. We were flying over Nutt Boulevard, named in honor of the esteemed principal of our school a century ago, when we suddenly heard a loud, shrill siren blow. This was the warning that school would start in ten minutes. As soon as the siren sounded. I rushed for the doors, in or- der to obtain help in translating my Esperanto. One thing for which we may be glad is that we don’t have to study Latin or Greek as they used to do a century ago. After we had carefully put our aerowings in our lockers, we proceeded to our section rooms, ready for work. That is how I went to school this morning. Don’t you think it is a great improvement over walking to school, as the poor students had to do in 1926? Mary Pfistkr, June ’30. PAGE NINETEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HUH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 9 2 7 OUR ACTIVITIES One sign of growth in our high school within recent years is the frequent organization of various instructive clubs. These organizations are sponsored by members of the faculty, who have a decided interest in the success of the student in a particular line of work or activity. Educational methods of this nature aid immen- sely in bringing to light the practical applica- tions of the work we study in class. Our know- ledge of a subject is broadened by constant con- tact with it through mediums other than the text book and the daily recitation. Moreover, the progressive student discovers a means where- by he may relieve himself of surplus energy. Many things, hitherto hazy in our concep- tions, can be elucidated by the discussion and reports of the club. Far more is to be learned by the incessant, intelligent, guided following up of a subject than by grudgingly trying to figure it out ourselves. Many of us, no doubt, have not the sufficient time to participate in “after school classes,” but we should all try our level best to register in at least one organization. C. Roehr, June ’27. THE BIOGRAPHY CLUB The first meeting of the Biography Club for the new term, was held in October under the sponsorship of Miss Hill. The new officers who were elected are: Miss Alexander ........................ President Mr. Kulik ...................... V ice- President Miss Wilson ......................... Secretary Miss McNamara ......................... Treasurer An executive committee was chosen by the members of the club. The committee had charge of all the biographies to be rendered by the different members at the meetings. The biographies presented so far are those of Dumas, Balzac, Dickens, and Stevenson. Inter- esting accounts of West Point and Annapolis were also given. A hobby party was held before school closed for the Christmas holidays. Many delightful games were played, gifts were exchanged, and refreshments were served. We extend our heartiest welcome to all pupils who desire to join the Biography Club, and we hope that the future members will carry on the work as it has heretofore been done. Sadye Wilson, Secretary. THE SPANISH CLUB Eariy in October, the Spanish Club was re- organized under the supervision of Miss Kehl. Students of 4-1 and 4-2 Spanish classes were eligible to join. At this first meeting the fol- lowing officers were elected: Betty Lamberson, president; Angela Farrell, vice-president; Frank Reilly, treasurer; Helen Richter, secretary; and Joseph Kaiser, sergeant at arms. The Spanish Club meets twice a month, usu- ally every first and third Wednesday of the month. The Club has a regular program of entertainment, the main feature being the pre- sentation of a short play. Among the many plays given are the Two Donkeys, presented by Messrs. Kaiser, Roehr and Gurriell; The Classes, presented by Miss R. Hachadorian and Messrs. Scheffel and Over- beck; The Astute Servant, presented by Mar- garet Smith, Cornelius Van Ess and E. Harvan; The Double Robbery, presented by Angela Farrell, Rose Hachadorian and Gordon Watson: The Laundress of Napoleon, presented by Helen Richter and Leon Pra Sisto. At every meeting, after the minutes are read and the roll is taken, the students sing America in Spanish. In fact the entire program is car- ried on in Spanish. Helen Richter, Secretary. PACE TWENTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 THE BIOLOGY CLUB THE FRENCH CLUB We don’t meet very often, but whenever we do then the fun starts. At our last meeting we gathered in the gym. Miss Valenti played the piano and Miss Faillace took charge. The lat- ter made a little speech in French telling the members about the program. First we sang Le Marseillaise and then two quaint little songs, “Au Clair de la Lune” and II Etait Un’ Ber- gere.” After singing these we placed our chairs in a circle and played a game called “le jeu de 1’ anneau’’ and another very funny one called French “blind man’s buff.” In this one we made a circle and two boys went in the middle. One had his eyes blindfolded; the other carried a bell which he tinkled to attract the former’s at- tention. The blindfolded player had to try to hit the other with a stocking stuffed with flour, and I think he did this very successfully, for I don’t suppose one of them will very soon forget the “sock” the other gave him. It was a dandy meeting, and on the behalf of all the members present, I wish to say as our friends, the French, might word it,—“Merci beaucoup, Mile. Vorrath. Nous nous sommes amuses tres bien !” Any French student may join our club, and will be made very welcome. Mary Faillace, Secretary. It h Plain That The Girls Can't Beat The Boys In School Spirit. t) U V Jar v r SCHOOL RIBBONS SCHOOL CAPS n fh ' Accomplishing what we set out for, our club has started its second session with great strength in members and much work planned. Our committee on Collections has secured in- teresting objects, one of which is the skull of a horse. Everet Anderson, one of our enthusias- tic members, has presented to the club a mounted chart of various types of butterflies. Through the efforts of our executive commit- tee we have been able to present to the scientific students of our school, slides of plant and ani- mal life. Miss Wallace, our sponsor, aided our club with explanations of the slides shown. Our membership has been greatly increased this year. We extend our invitation to all stu- dents interested in biology, or any form of science, to visit our meetings. Each and every member of the Biology Club feels the great loss of a good friend and a loyal member, Elwin Davison. Sylvia Weiss, Secretary. DOINGS OF THE DRAMATICS CLUB In October the 3-1’s were initiated into the Dramatics Club by the 3-2’s, in the High School Gymnasium. A short time after, the board of directors met, and a play called “The Stubborn Couple” was discussed. This board consists of six per- sons chosen by the three English classes. At its request Miss Smith undertook to name the characters, and also to select two persons to give recitations at the Thanksgiving assembly. The following morning these names were read off in class and work immediately began. On the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, after the usual morning exercises, Dorothy Mc- Aleer took charge of the assembly, and announc- ed the numbers. The first was a song, “America the Beautiful,” by the whole assembly; then fol- lowed a humorous monologue entitled “A Cheer- ful Caller,” by Adeline Mair, in costume. The next number was a Chopin Concerto by Eugene Kuzmiak, a graduate of this High School, ac- companied by Miss Hagmeier in lieu of an or- PAGE TWENTY-ONE THE REF I. ECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY S 2 7 The Orchestra chestra. The concluding number was a recitation entitled “Grandma’s Soliloquy’’ by Eleanor Pedersen, also in costume. Everyone did his best to please the audience, and this assembly was a success. On Monday, December 21, the play “The Stubborn Couple” was given. Preceding this was an address by Warren Piaget of the 4-1 class, in which he gave to the people assembled in Mrs. Grammer’s room several valuable points concerning the choosing of a play, the managing of the try-outs, and producing the play. In the play, Grace Atkins and Fain made the stub- born English couple. Damiano and Weiss were awe-inspiring Dick Tunpins, and Hammersma as a Wamba left nothing to be desired. All the spectators were delighted and hope that other plays will follow. Here's to the Dramatics Club! Long may it act! Eleanor Pedersen, June ’28. OUR GYM WORK Probably no phase of school life has made such rapid strides in the past two or Hire - months as our physical training activities. To be sure, this would not be possible with- out our new modern gymnasium, equipped with up to date apparatus. Put no doubt we’ll all agree that our new instructor, Mr. Donnelly, has been the great moving force. His alert figure and snappy commands call forth the best that we can produce. Mr. Donnelly doesn’t mind rolling on the floor in a white shirt in or- der to give us exhibitions of his gymnastic skill. He delivers many valuable thirty second speech- es on the why and wherefore of various gym- nastic topics. It is his delight to entertain us with his vocabulary of stunts and tricks, not to say anything of the Irish and Yiddish folk dances. The work is made very interesting by such leadership, and I am sure every fellow takes pleasure in working with Mr. Donnelly. Very few are seen straggling in after the bell; rather, all make it their business to get as much recrea- tion as possible in the forty minutes—sometimes stretched to forty and seven eighths. Clarence Roehr, June ’27. PAGE TWENTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 KATHRYN DANGRENOND ELSIE FLEISCHER. HILDUR SWAN STROM DESIGNS F OR HOOKED f?UG5 PAGE TWENTY’-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 The Biography Club The Debating Club PAGE TWENTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR C LIFT O N HIGH S ( H O () I. FEBRUARY 1 9 2 T The French Club PAGE TWENTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 9 2 7 THE DEBATING CLUB The Debating Club is one of the recently or- ganized clubs of Clifton High School, owing its origin to the sponsors of the club, Miss Morrell and Miss Merrey, both teachers in the English department. The purpose of this club is to pro- mote public speaking and to prepare one for public discussion and debating. As we were or- ganized in October and hold our meetings on Thursday of every other week, there has not been a great deal of time spent in debating, for the election of officers, the composing of the Constitution and By-Laws, and the learning of rules of debating have kept us busy. But in spite of all these details we have had debates on the following topics: Resolved: That the Five-Day Labor Week be Adopted by the Industrial Concerns of the United States, in which the negative side won. The second topic was on: Resolved: That the Philippines be given their Independence. This time the nega- tive side was again victorious. The third de- bate was on: Resolved: That Student Govern- ment be Adopted in the Clifton High School. The negative side won this debate, presenting forceful reasons. We have made excellent progress under our capable sponsor and officers, who are Ludwig Schafer of class ’27, President; Miss Ruth Hornby of class ‘28, Vice-President; and Wil- liam Wolstenholme of class '29, Secretary. The coming spring term has a brighter outlook than the past, and we hope to make excellent progress in the line of debating and speaking. William Wolstenholme, Secretary. ASSEMBLIES During the past term assemblies have been held regularly each Wednesday. Many fine programs have been heard and greatly enjoyed by all. Our first assembly on September 15 was made interesting and inspiring by the address of Mr. Smith, superintendent of schools. He laid stress on the fact that to receive good from study, we must concentrate. Columbus Day was observed on October 13. Mr. Richards had charge of the program. A piano selection was played by Betty Lamberson. The well known poem “Sail On’’ was recited very well. A rare treat was had when the Howell Glass Blowers visited the school on October 25. Their entertainment consisted of a lecture and demon- stration of blowing glass into various shapes. A souvenir glass pen was given to each one who attended the performance. A new form of advertising the Senior Play was used on November 17. A scene from the play was given—a most telling kind of adver- tising. Thanksgiving assembly under the direction of Miss C. Smith was one of the best. Adaline PAGE TWENTY-SIX Mair and Eleanor Peterson gave very success- ful humorous monologues. Eugene Kuzmiak played a difficult piano selection. Mr. Kuzmiak, a graduate of Clifton High, is now a student at the Damrosch Institute. The Senior Class successfully conducted an assembly on December 2. The flag salute was led and announcements made by Dot Howard. William Quackenbush read the Bible and led the school in the Lord’s prayer. Betty Lamber- son introduced the speaker, Mr. Paul Clark, of the Pace and Pace school of Accountancy. Mr. Whiting made it possible for us to view the workings of a New ork Telephone Co. office on December 17. An exhibition consisting of dummy switch-boards allowed us to see just how calls are handled. Christmas was celebrated on December 22. A quartet composed of Hertha Sandig, Marie Jorlett, Franklin Cross and Jacob Kuliek gave two fine selections. Interesting recitations were also given. The graduating classes of the school had their farewell assembly on January 26. Seven pupils received certificates for completing the 2-year Commercial Course. The 37 graduates of the 4-year courses were also on the stage. The foot- ball and track letters were awarded at this as- sembly. The orchestra has played selections at all assemblies. Its members deserve a great deal of credit for what they have accomplished. Instead of the usual Reflector Rally, members of the staff have spoken at different times. Those who have spoken are: Robert Caverly, Editor-in-Chief; Warren Piaget, Literature; Betty Lamberson, Literature; Maude Andras, Reflections; Dot Howard, School News; Harold Lentz, Advertisements. We hope many more interesting assemblies will be held, although many of us regret we can- not be present at them. Dot Howard, Feb. ’27. 1 A(JE TWENTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 HONOR ROTH. TERM SEPTEMBER 1926 — FEBRUARY 1927 THE FOLLOWING PUPILS HAVE ATTAINED AN AVERAGE OF 80' OR OVER IN ALL BASIC SUBJECTS AND ARE ENTITLED TO BE PLACED ON THE HONOR ROLL. CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL Section Room 101 Hughes, Alexander Section Room 193 Kowalsky, John Kronmuller, Arthur Kuzmiak, Jerome Leibowitz, Louis Winkler, George Weiner, Oscar Section Room 101- Ben Kendorf, Marie Grousty, Bmma Leary, Margaret Meyers, Frieda Novack, Evelyn Braviak, Rose Fedor, Rose Section Room 105 Werkley, John Major, Lloyd Section Room 106 Bolton, Dorothy Bush, Olga Goetschius, Marie Korinda, Helen Ossi, Ida Zavatzky, Margaret Ok rent, Helen Van Ness, Doris Section Room 107 ()konowsky, K a rl Vuoncino, Henry Section Room 10S Shraga, Mary Bruchlen, Theodora Kovalcik, Theresa Pettel, Emily Section Room 108 Belli, Alba Petruschak, Marie Pfister, Maja Section Room 111 Bizub, Edward Canserva, Peter McCabe, John Slmdowski, Edward Section Room 112 Goldberg, Marion Halupka, Irene Kirley, Pearl Kumlin, Corinne 'Lino, Mary Section Room 113 Americo, Agnoli Shraga, Michael Rubenstein, Edward Jaffe, Benjamin Section Room 111 Ridsdale, Verna Wood, Grace Paulsen, Alene Lindquist, Norma Richter, Dorothy Anguilli, Grace Seyerlein, Helen Prosch, Margaret MacDonald, Janet Klein, Beatrice Gross, Julia Ganly, Lillian Vetell, Doris Nadell, Ellen Section Room 201 Beilinson, Harry Blair, Donald Krauks, Albert Sosko, Stephen Silverstein, Isadore Section Room 202 Apelian, Elsie Vennard, Helen Cenet, Lena Section Room 203 Malloy, Stewart C. Seader, Samuel Wolstenholme, William Section Room 201 Hull, Eleanor Krorise, Dorothy Kruger, Anna Schmidt, Lillian Section Room 205 •Tugel, Max Lcfelar, Louis Meringoff, Louis Rubin, Philip Stern, Morris Section Room 2()( Cheesch, 'Teresa Prins, Jacquelyn Salu, Clara Shupik, Mary Lngemah, Virginia Walton, Dorothy Wood, Marjorie Section Room 207 De Luca, Arthur Section Room 208 Heimann, Leonie Murphy, Lillian Okonowsky, Helen Price, Edith Schweder, Gertrude Talipsky, Sophia Tomayko, Anna Van Leeuwen, Anna Vaxmonsky, Hermina Wetzel, Helen Section Room 211 Grob, Curt Reilly, Thomas Salzer, Paul Section Room 212 Cornelisse, Johanna McIntosh, Evelyn Le Grand, Eleanor Stevens, I lortense Hoffman, Elsie Section Room 213 Czaphicki, Eugene Szalay, Lotsie Section Room 214 De Giau, Eugenia Gemeinhardt, Erna Hopkins, Helen Hornby, Ruth Marshall, Elsie Pedersen, Eleanor Petruska, Mary Smith, Dorothy Smith, Marie Sturm, Margaret Weiss, Sylvia Section Room 304 Abel, Ruth Belli, Inez Bender, Margaret Cluff, May Draper, Elinor Giacomini, Esther Grazioso, Anna Hanson, Mabel Levine, Mildred Shershin, Pauline Singer, Bertha Stramiello, Margaret Vischia, Clara Section Room 306 Atkins, Grace Faillace, Mary Hobko, Mary Jorlett, Marie McNamara, Cecel ia Kentzsch, Jeanette Section Room 307 Hill, Walter Kuehn, Kurt Section Room 312 Edwards, Doris Paranl, Emma Section Room 313 Caverly, Robert Pra Sisto, Leon Quackenbush, William Rigolo, Arthur Section Room 314 Foy, Myrtle Doison, Lee Farrell, Angela Tomai, Alma Lebonitz, Beatrice N icewicz, Josephine Trip]), Marjorie PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL F E B R U A R Y. 1 9 2 7, SENIOR SEC TION ■ 923 HISTORY OF THE FEBRUARY CLASS OF 1927 We were meek and scared, just like every other class of incoming Freshmen, on that cer- tain day in February, 1924. And, yes, we sup- pose that that meekness wore off, and we became as noisy, after a few weeks, as any boisterous Sophomore, and yet looked up to the Seniors and longed for the day that we should be in their places. We were very fortunate indeed to have been given over to the sponsorship of Mrs. Henry Smith (then Miss Clara Sharp). She took care of our class and worried about it for three and one-half years as if it had been her very own child. The class, composed of 42 members, elected William Quackenbusli as Freshman president at its first meeting. We did the usual run of things that year, and held various sales with the object of raising money. Robert Caverly was our Sophomore president. Our activities this year were similar to the pre- vious year’s. Freshman and Sophomore classes are usually inactive, though our sales brought us good profits. It was between our second and third years that the wedding bells chimed for Miss Sharp, hut she remained with us for a year and a half more. Arthur Rigolo was elected to guide us through our Junior year, which is always con- nected with the greatest of high school social events, the Junior From. We had planned to hold it in the fall, but the high school body had just moved into the present new building and, because of its incompletion and of the general unsettled condition of things, we could not hold to our decision. Consequently, we had to hold it in our Senior year,—the following spring. And. incidentally, we have the honor of having given the first dance in the school gymnasium. In this year we made a goodly sum of money selling personal greeting cards. Betty I.ambertson led us through our busiest and last year. At the end of this spring term Mrs. Smith left us and we chose Miss Hill as our sponsor. We seem to have a knack of get- ting energetic sponsors. Miss Hill’s master- piece was the Senior play, which she coached. “Kempy” was the comedy we enacted, and in spite of the fact that we had such a small num- ber from which to choose our players, the play was a decided success, pronounced so by people other than ourselves. It contributed to our treasury more than anything else did and made possible that delightful Washington trip,—those three days to which we had expectantly looked forward for almost four years! That trip was wonderful! It was wonderful from an education- al standpoint; it was wonderful from a recrea- tional standpoint; it was wonderful from every standpoint. A trip like that would do a football team good. It binds the members together irre- sistibly and firmly. It did that to ns,—and just a month or so before we were to separate, some of us perhaps never to see each other again. F'ew freshmen really know the true motive behind a principal’s or teacher’s reprimand or hard words here and there; and few understand, know, and appreciate the duties of the members of the faculty. One has to become a Senior to do that. We Seniors do. Therefore, from such a position favorable to appreciation, we wish to thank Mr. Nutt, teachers, assistants, and sub- stitutes for all they have done for us. And we thus bring to a close four years in which we have grown from children to men and women. A. Rigolo, Feb. ’27. PAGE TWENTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 PROPHECY—CLASS OF FEBRUARY '27 Time—1940 Twilight, pale moon,—palms are swaying in the gentle evening breeze. On the beautiful oasis an Arabian fortune teller and his servant sit talking. A caravan full of tired, thirsty travelers stops, and two American women ad- vance. On seeing them, the Arab calls for a dance to attract the new comers, who are ap- proaching and talking to themselves. First Traveler—“My! I’m tired after that long, dusty ride.” Second Traveler—“1 can’t say that I find camel riding enjoyable.’’ First Traveler—“No, 1 think 1 prefer my Rolls Royce.” (They notice Arab). Second Traveler—“Perhaps we can get a drink here.’’ (Arab gazes intently into the crystal). First Traveler—“Ah! a fortune teller! I wonder if lie’s good at it.’’ Second Traveler—“Let’s ask him something about ourselves.’’ First Traveler—“My good man, you are a fortune teller. Can you give us any proof of your ability? Perhaps such as telling us some- thing about ourselves?’’ Arab—“My crystal tells me everything.” (To first Traveler) “You are Christine Garratt who, thanks to the Debating Club of Clifton High School, has been appointed a member of the U. S. diplomatic corps. And you (to Sec- ond Traveler) are Paulina Alexander, now a Latin professor at Solum Hominibus College in Washington, 1). C.” First Traveler—“Can vou tell us what our high school classmates are doing? We shall pay you well.” Arab—“George Abel. He was one of your class-mates. I see he is now god of the Milky Way. -Maude Andras is now a loving house-wife. —Dorothy Comisky and her companion, Sara Bailey, are soon to make their debut in an American version of a Night in Clifton, that continental revue which took London by storm. -Kathleen Dowling has recently patented her laugh, and has received a royalty of ten thousand for it. She has also used it to make records for the orthaphonic.” I’irst Traveler—“Tell us, has Dorothy How- ard married” Arab—‘‘Yes. Dorothy Howard and her hus- band are sitting in their cozy home arguing as to which play they shall watch over the radio. —Bob Caverly has just completed a splendid operation on the Countess Maritza. He has acquired quite a reputation as a cure ’em quick surgeon. —Katherine Dangremond has become a noted dietitian. She has established her own labora tory and has succeeded in compounding a but- ter that is not fattening.” Second Traveler—“How about Sadye Wil- son r Arab—“Sadye Wilson has recently bought up Wanamaker’s, Gimble’s, and Sak’s, and they are now run under the name of the Wilson Chain Stores. —Arthur Rigolo. since he has realized his dramatic ability coupled with his man of tilt- world air, is now playing the leading role in the revival of Abie’s Irish Rose. —Louise Florian, the little Spanish senorita. is now dancing the tango at the Club Mirodour. Louise Sundberg has taken Miss Smith’s place at the new Smith’s Academy in Passaic. She delights in teaching the boys and girls to dance. —Betty Lamberson is at present the ‘first lady of the land.’ Since the Presidency was the only office she could not acquire she left it to her husband. Elinor Y ithington is a marvelous swimming teacher. After her successful Channel swim, she was offered a position as coach of the fam- ous Clifton High team, which is to represent the L. S. in the Olympic games in 1948. —Helen Tournier is a famous tapestry de- signer in New York City. Harry I lie is an internationally famous gymnast, and is a great drawing card whenever he takes part in an athletic meet. Harry Nosal has become the chief shipping clerk for the Cunard Line. —Herman Okonowsky, still persisting in his own ideas, has now accumulated enough words for a fifty volume, one thousand page, diction- ary. Leon Pra Sisto runs a ten story garage, in which he repairs only Rolls-Royces, Packards, and Pierce Arrows. Bill Quackcnbush’s talent for acting brought him to Europe. He is to appear very soon on the Parisian stage in the Follies Ber gere. —Sam Simon, after his experience in the se- nior play, has become a Real Estate agent and is daily engaged in fleecing the susceptible people around Clifton. —Alexander Redchuck is not clear, but I be- lieve he is playing to a large audience as a con- cert violinist. -John Telishaek acquired a liking for music in the senior chorus, and has become Lopez's successor. He may be heard every night on station I) E A F.—Capko. PAGE THIRTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON II I 0 H S C H O O I FEBRUARY 19 2 7 Eddie Simkin is still at C lifton High as First Aid Man to pupils who break their necks in their activities. —Isabelle Pellegrine has become a favorite kindergarten teacher among the children at school 7 in Clifton. —Emil Harvan. who always seemed so quiet, has consecrated his life to teaching the younger generation in his Alma Mater, Rensselear Poly- technic Institute. -—Sam Egarian, a 20th century inventor, has recently put a new vacuum cleaner on the mark- et. It is called “The Samarian.” —Harold Lenti!, after promoting a few af- fairs around Clifton, has become a promoter of athletic meets, with great success both socially and financially.” First Traveler—“That was splendid.” Second Traveler—“Isn't it fine that all our classmates have been so successful ?” First Traveler -“Here, my chief, for all your trouble.” (Hands him money). Travelers Exeunt—“Isn’t it great to think hack over those days so long ago.” Arab eagerly counts money. CLASS WILL We, the Senior Class of Clifton High School, being in sane mind and sound body make this, our last will and testament. To Mr. Nutt and the teachers we leave our sincere thanks for all they have done for us. To the Dramatic Club we leave seven copies of “Meet the Wife.” We hope they will make better use of them than we did. To the 4-1 Class we leave our “drag” with Mr. Richards so they will all pass Democracy. We also leave some special bequests: Sara Bailey bestows upon Ruth Edwards her naturally wavy hair; now Ruth won't have to sit for any more permanents. She also gives her low musical voice to Alma Tomai so that the jokes she tells in her section room will not be heard in the office. Harold Lentz leaves his ability to obtain ads to Peter Cannici. Arthur Rigolo, having attained all the know- ledge he can in high school, reluctantly leaves some of his large store to Donald Strang, so he may have something besides a thoughtful ex- pression. Art also leaves his ability on the track team to Fred Caverlv and Aldo DeGhetto. George Abel leaves his football genius to Donald Berry, Joseph Keiser, Morris Goldberg, and Joe Fromkin. Joseph Capko leaves his “angelic smile” to Rebecca Karp and Rose Hachadorian. “Look out, boys.” Puss Dowling leaves her “giggle” to Mar- jorie Jones and Marie O'Brien, lo-add .to.wind they already possess. Bob Caverly, besides' keeping some for his own use, bestows his “divine power” over the weaker sex to Archie Ezorsky, so that some rav- ing beauty will not be lonesome on the way to Washington. Leon Pra Sisto leaves his perfect blush to Signe Itydberg. We hope she makes good use of it. Katherine Dangremond leaves her quietness to George Turner, Ellsworth Gurriell and Charles Van Zile. Elinor Withington generously bestows her brevity of stature to Adrian Overbeck so he can pass through doors without bending over. Sam Simon imparts his methods of gaining a patent leather hair comb to Walter Hill, James Adams, and Cornelius Van Ess. Billy Quackenbush leaves his plumber’s trade to Frank Rossitcr, Alex Lipowitz, and Henry Salzer, so they will not have to worry as to how to earn a living. Herman Okonowsky bequeaths his powers of argumentation to Alex Kasack, Stephen Schmidt, and Frank Reilly. Oh, what a democracy class they will have. Christine Garratt leaves her excuses for be- ing late to Helen MacKellar and Beatrice Leb- owitz, so they can sleep five minutes longer each morning. Louise Sundhcrg promises to tell her methods of vamping a “woman hater” to Lillian Oddie, Lee Dolson, Evelyn Kyse, and Marjorie Lozier. Sadie Wilson leaves her gift of gab” to Marion Geoghegan and Peter Tubbiolo so they will always have something to say. Polly Alexander leaves her love for study to Ben Greenberg, Irvina Kmetz, and William Sehany. Dot Comisky bestows her fondness for danc- ing to Lillian Block, and Kurt Kuehn. Isabelle Pellegrine leaves her athletic ability to Helen Richter. Helen Tournier bequeaths her taste in dress- ing to Hertha Sandig, Elinor Wyse, and Myrtle Foy. Harry Ille leaves his gymnastic powers to Edward Mayo and Roy Neilson. Dot Howard leaves her “position” as chair- man of the candy committee to Angela Farrell. We hope she won’t forget to fill the candy boxes every day. Betty I.amberson leaves her strange (?) ability’ to get good marks in Democracy to Mar- jorie Tripp. Johnny Telishack leaves his manner of play- ing big to Warren Piaget. PAGE THIRTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Maude Andras bestows her love for cooking to Louise Chimelak and Josephine Nicewicz. Eddie Simkin has consented to leave his abili- ty to play baseball to George Brunt so that the team can continue its last year’s record. Louise Florian leaves her quiet manner and sunny disposition to Herbert Carlson and Silvio Romaglia. Alexander Redchuk condescends to give his “air of mystery” to Wilbur De Vries, Clarence Roehr, and Jacob Goldberg. Wow. what a class that will be. Emil Harvan leaves his gift of being a nuis- ance to the girls to Michael Budnick and Joseph Gorab. Harry Xosal leaves his ability to eat a whole quarter of lettuce in one bite to Herber Schef- fel, Leonard Spencer, and Adolf Sturm. The whole class leaves the honor of being seniors to the coming class, and to all future classes our sincerest hopes that they may enjoy their school life. Respectfully submitted this twenty-second day of December, nineteen hundred and twenty- six. We hereby appoint Mr. Nutt, our principal, executor and administrator of this, our last will and testament. In witness thereof we lierbv affix our signa- tures: Cora E. Hill Walter F. Nutt Dorothy Howard William Quackenbush. WASHINGTON AND WHEREABOUTS On the morning of December 18, 1926, at the dark and chilly hour of 6:45, thirty-one seniors and five chaperones were packed into a New York bus and taken to Newark. By the time we reached N utley, we awoke to the fact that we were moving, and at Newark we were finally wide enough awake to realize that we had left Clifton. At Newark, two spacious B. (). buses met us, and after all the black suit cases were piled on the top, we sped merrily to Elizabeth. It was then about 8:30, and we watched with envy those students whom we happened to see on their way to school. We boarded the train at Elizabeth, and oc- cupied our special car. About 10:30 we reach- ed Philadelphia, where we were rushed into two big grey buses and soon became accustomed to a voice that rambled on somewhat like this: “Now, friends, you are about to enter Phila- delphia, the city of brotherly love, founded by William Penn— “On the far south corner is the home of the late— “To the right is an equestrian statue of”— We were permitted to leave the bus and go through Independence Hall, and afterwards made an extensive tour of the city. We again boarded the train and started on the five hour ride to Washington. Here, as be- fore, we were met by two big buses, the Ken- tucky and Tennessee, that toured us during the entire visit, and were taken to the Cairo. Every- thing certainly was splendid there. We were treated as though we were a group of ambassa- dors. Much was done for our comfort and pleasure. That evening, we went to the Congressional Library. When we came back to the hotel, we danced awhile and finally went upstairs at 11. And nobody seems to know yet just what time we got to bed. However, we realized that it must have been pretty late, for when we were called the next morning, we all knew that we hadn’t had much sleep. After breakfast we took a more or less official tour of the city. We did not stop to go through any of the buildings, but saw the embassies, equestrian statues, and the like. At Arlington we saw the grave of the unknown soldier and the various sections of the cemetery. After dinner we motored to Alexandria and Mount Vernon. It rained at Mount Vernon but with three umbrellas for thirty six of us, we didn’t get very wet. In the evening we had the usual theatre party, and after another good (?) night’s sleep set forth on the adventures of the third day of our trip. We went through the Bureau of En- graving and Printing, the Pan American build- ing, the White House, and the Capitol. In the afternoon, those of us who were not too tired went to the Washington monument. Some walked up. Some walked down. Some walked up and down. It’s only 480 feet high. At any rate there were some who took hot foot baths when they got home. About 4:30 we boarded the train at Union Station. There to our surprise was a full win- dow sized sign which read, C L I F T O N, N. J. H I G H S C H O O I. We ate dinner on the train and the remainder of the trip was a mixture of singing, giggles, wise-cracks and possibly a few signals of deep breathing. At Elizabeth we were hustled into two buses, and at Newark again packed into the New York bus. Within an hour the ideal of the whole four years of high school was over, as far as time goes. But, as you may have noticed, we haven’t been the same since. B. C. L. PAGE THIRTY-TWO THE R E F I. E TOR C UPTON 11 I Ci H S II O O I. FEBRUARY 19 2 7 The Senior Play THE SENIORS GO TO HOPATCONG Last June, after all the strenuous labor of a Junior Prom, the seniors, having just affixed the title of 4-2's to their name, decided that they needed something to sort of wind up the season. Then too, three very distinguished members of their organization were about to leave us. our sponsor. Mrs. Sharp-Smith; our vice-president, William Doyle; and our secretary, Mabel Har- bison. It seemed only fitting that we should give them a hearty farewell. So after the usual discussion, it was finally decided to take a trip to Lake Hopatcong. On Monday, June 28, 1926, a special bus met a group of about twenty-five happy-go-lucky seniors, armed with lunch boxes, ukcs, kazoos, harmonicas, and bathing suits. Noise, which is significant of our class, pre- dominated all the way. The ukes, each in a different pitch, a wailing harmonica every now and then, and the distant harmony of a would- be quartet,—all these helped to express our feelings. A special feature was the Charleston exhibition given by Miss Withington while we were going over the bumpy road leading to the lake. The party disembarked at Bertrand's island, and realizing that we couldn't go in bathing for an hour after luncheon, everybody immediately opened his luncheon box. The early afternoon was spent in bathing and boating, and about three o'clock the amusements opened. They consisted of a merry-go-round, ridden mostly by the girls; airplanes, that swung out over the water and gave a tremendous thrill; an old mill, that no one could operate; a miniature scenic railway; and a “dog’em, which proved most popular of all. Those who had previously driv- en up to High School, found it quite easy to swing around corners and get out of the way. About five o'clock the party boarded the bus and happily but rather wearily sang and played all the way home. B. C. L. PAGE THIRTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 ABEL, GEORGE Sumfor If lab 12 Captain Class Football, 23; Varsity Foot- ball. 21, '25, '25; Vice-President and Treasurer of Hi-Y: Chorus, '25; Senior Committee. •• Everybody'� Man?” BAIL KY, S A H A — Sa 1 ly 12 Chorus, '25; Cheering Squad. Elaine the fair. Elaine the lovable. AI, E X A N D E It, PA ULIXA—“ Polly Prospect Park Glee Club, '23, 21; Class Treasurer, 21, 25; Ass't Treasurer, '25; Arts Club, 21; Chorus, 25; President Biography Club, '25; Alumni, 25; Senior Play; Senior Committee; Cheering Squad. The Dear Pretender. BKDNARCIK, EMIL—“Soup 12 Baseball. '23, '21, 25. '25; Basketball, '21. '25, Captain, '25, 27; Athletic Association ’ice-President, 25, President, 25; Chorus, '25, '25; Hi-Y Club, '25; Junior Police, '25. “An all around athlete ANDERSON. EDNA B. Bl’RTON, CATHRYN K. ANDRAS, MAUDE Maude 12 Arts Club, '23, '21; Basketball, '23, 21, '25; Reflections Editor, '25; Senior Chorus, '25. Come. Hill, let’� go. CAPKO, JOSEPH- “Cap St. Mary’s, Passaic Chorus, '25, 25; Hi-Y; Booster Club. “Where's My Woman? PAGE THIRTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL F E R R U A R Y 19 2 7 CAVERLY, ROBERT-—“Bob' 12 Track, ’24, 25, '26; Cross Country, ’24, Cap- tain, ’25, ’26; Hi-Y, 21, Vice-President, 25; Junior Police, ’25, Chief, 26; Basketball, 2nd team, ‘25, ’25; President Class, ‘24; French Club, ’26; Editor Reflector, ‘26; Senior Play; Chorus, ’26; Senior Committee; Orchestra, ’25, ‘20. “Romeo. Romeo wherefore art thou. Romeo? DAWLING, KATHLEEN—“Puss” St. Paul Glee Club, ’26; Chorus, ‘26; Cheering Squad. “That laugh is valuable. Only one like it in the U. S.” COMISKY, DOROTHY—“Dot” Paterson Chorus, ’25, ‘26; Cheering Squad. “Our little Russian Girl.” EASTON, MARGARET M. DANGRKMOND, KATHARYN—“Katinka” Bacon High Chorus, ’26; Basketball, ‘23, ‘24, ‘26. “Our Class Mystery.” EGA RIAN, SAM—“Jumpy Joe” Paterson High Football, ‘23, ’24, ‘25, ‘26; Track, ‘24, ‘25, ‘26; Tennis, ‘23; Glee Club, 23; French Club, ’24, ‘25; Hi-Y Club; Chorus, ’26. “You big butter and egg man.” DIXON, ORMOND—“Orm” 12 Chorus, ‘26; Biology Club, ‘26; Senior Play June, ‘26; Arts Club, ‘23. FLORI AN, LOUISE—“Lulu” 12 Basketball, ’23, ’24, 26; Chorus, ‘26. Meek and mild, but, oh my!” PAGE THIRTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR C L ! F T O N II I G II S H () () L FEBRUARY 1927 G A RR ATT CI I H 1STIX K “Chris' 12 Basketball, '23, '24, '2(1; Chorus, 26; Debat- ing Club. “Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! ILLE, HARRY 12 Spanish Club, 26; Chorus, 25, '26. “Our piano player?” MARYAN, EMIL—“Hoot Mon' 12 Chorus, '25, 26; Hi-Y; Spanish ('lub. “Still waters run deep.” LAMBERSON, BETTY “Betty” 12 Glee Club, '23, 24; Class Secretary, '23, 24; Arts Club, '24; Senior Chorus; Senior Commit- tee; Senior Assembly; Treasurer and Vice- Pi esident Biography Club, '25; President Span- ish Club, '21� ; Alumni Ed. '26; Literary Ed., '26; Senior Play; Class President, ’26. '‘We ill know when Hetty’s here!” IILADIK, MICHAEL 1, E XTZ, H A R OLD—“H al” 12 1 rack, 25, 26; Ass't Football Manager, ’25; Business Manager Reflector, 26; Ass t Class Treasurer, '26; Senior Assembly; Hi-Y; Cheer l.eader. “A man of words, and a man of deeds” HOWARD, DOROTHY “Dot” 12 (dee Club, '24; V'ice-President Class, ’24; Biography Club, 26; School News Editor, ’26; Senior Committee. “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes” NOSAL, HARRY—“Nazal” 12 Chorus, 26; Spanish Club, '25; Hi-Y. “A little bit of something ” PAGE THIRTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR C ETON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 ()KONOWSK Y, H K R M AN “Oko” Passaic Football, '21, '25, ‘20; Track, '25; Spanish Club, '25; Ili-Y '20; Debating Club, '23, '21; Chorus, ’20; Senior Committee. ■Ih who will not be commanded.” REDCHUK, ALEXANDER—“Al” Paterson High Glee Club; Chorus, '20; Cross Country Team. “The Unknown Soldier ” P E LL EC HUNK, IS A B EL—“ Belle” 12 Glee Club, 23, ’21; Arts Club, '21; Class Vice-President, ‘25; Secretary, 20, '27; Chorus, '20; Basketball, ’20; Senior Committee; Cheer- ing Squad. “O ur meek child. What I Meek?” RIGOLO, ARTHUR “Rig” 12 Cross Country, '21, '25; Truck, 25, ‘20; Foot- ball, ‘20; Class President, '25; Staff Artist Re- flector, '20; President Ili-Y Club, '20, ‘27; Junior Police, '20; Senior Play; Senior Com- mittee. “Our biggest question?” PRA SISTO, LEON—'“Pras” 12 Ili-Y Club, '20; Junior Police, ’20; Chorus, '20; Spanish Club, '20; Chorus, ’26. “The blushing groom” SC' HE ID E M A N N, F R ED—“G us” 10 Ili-Y, ‘24, ‘25, ‘20; Football, ’25, ’20, ’27; Chorus, '20. QUACKENBUSH, WILLIAM—“Bill” 12 Class President, ‘23; Class Treasurer, ‘25; Junior Police, 20; Senior Play; Sports Editor Reflector, ‘20; Chorus, ‘20; Senior Committee. “He makes a fine husband” SHADOWSKI, HELENA. PAVE THIRTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 SIM KIN, EDWARD “Eddie Passaic High Baseball, ’23, ’24, ’25, ’26; Cross Country, '23, ‘24; Track, ’23; Football, ’25, '26; Basketball. ’25, ’26, '27; French Club, '25, '26; Hi-Y Club; Chorus, '26. “Who said Eddie's not determined. TO URN I HR. HELEN L. SIMON, SAM—“Ben Passaic Hi-Y, '26, '27; Senior Play; Chorus, '26. “The Traditional l id. WILSON, SADIE—“Sid” 12 Glee Club, '23, '24; Class Secretary, '25; Arts Club; Chorus, '26; Secretary Biography Club, '26; Exchange Editor Reflector, '26; Senior Play; Senior Committee. “Note don7 muss me!” SUNDBERG, LOUISE “Lou” 12 Basketball, '23, ‘24, 26; Chorus, ‘26. “So she led him into his first Romance—.” WITHINGTON, ELEANOR “Bobby” Paterson Girl’s High Chorus, '26. TELISCHAK, JOHN—“Kid 12 Manager Cross Country, '26; Vice-President of Class. '26; Secretary Hi-Y, '26, '27; French Club; Junior Police; Chorus, '26. “The Class Mascot.” WOOD, RUTH L. PAGE THIRTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 FOOTBALL-SEASON OF 1926 The Clifton High School football team opened its 1920 season by journeying to Jersey City, where it played Lincoln High School of that city. Two unlucky breaks, one a blocked punt and the other a fumble, lost the game for Clif- ton in the first six minutes of play. During the remainder of the game, however, Clifton com- pletely outplayed the victors in all departments of the game. The final score read 13-0 against Clifton. The next game was a home game, but was played at West New York with the West New York High School as Clifton’s opponents. The Clifton cohorts, inspired by good coaching and many lengthy practices, decisively outplayed West New York. In the first few minutes of play Clifton scored a touchdown on straight football tactics. Seader and Simkin played stellar parts in this game, and their efforts, combined with a stonewall line and the final de- fensive game of Abel, resulted in the score, Clifton 7, West New York 0. The third game was with Dover High School at Dover, N. J. Our team opened this game with a splendid display of brilliant football that resulted in the ball’s being carried to Dover’s two yard line. But here the Dover lads held Clifton on downs and they finally kicked out of danger. For the remaining three quarters of the game, Clifton played listless ball which was interrupted once when Goldberg, left end, caught a twenty-yard forward and raced over the remaining five yards for a touchdown. The final outcome was Dover 13, Clifton ( . Clifton next met Eastside High School of Paterson at Eastside. This game was nip and tuck all the way through, and was an exciting one from the spectator’s point of view. East- side scored first when an alert player represent- ing that school picked up a fumble on Clifton’s twenty yard line. By straight football they marched through Clifton’s line for a touchdown. Goldberg made Clifton’s score when he caught a long forward thrown by Abel, and ran ten yards for a touchdown. Simkin kicked the extra point, but it was not allowed because of an offside play bv Clifton. Paterson next got pos- session of the ball and brought it to Clifton’s one yard line where they were held on downs. The game ended as Clifton was bringing the ball out of the danger zone. Score: Clifton 6, Eastside 6. A home game with Irvington High School was the next scheduled. Clifton played a strong defensive game the first half, and at the end of this period the score read Clifton 0, Irvington 7. In the second half, however, the pounding of Irvington's heavy backs weakened the Clifton line and the result was that Irvington complete- ly outplayed Clifton in these final two quarters. The resulting score was Clifton 0, Irvington 39. In the next home game with Central High School of Paterson, Clifton once more came into its own. Simkin, playing a stellar role as usual, scored a touchdown for Clifton and kicked the extra point. The feature of this game was the neat field goal that Simkin kicked from Central’s twenty yard line. The good work of Captain Joe Seader, who plunged through Central’s line again and again for consistent gains, must not PAGE FORTY-ONE TUE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 be overlooked. Another highlight of this game was the recovery of a Central fumbfe by Sala, playing substitute end for Clifton, on Central’s twenty yard line. This recovery made possible Clifton’s touchdown. The game ended with the following score: Clifton 10, Central 0. Once more Clifton traveled, this time going to South Orange to play South Orange High School. This school, which was a formidable contender for the state championship title, liter- ally ran rough shod over the Clifton warriors. A team of large husky fellows ploughed easily through Clifton’s line, with the result that Clif- ton was outplayed in every department of the game. Sad to say, Clifton was defeated by the largest score ever given to a losing Clifton eleven. The score at the end of this complete route was Clifton 0, South Orange 62. By dint of diligent practice Clifton looked forward to the next home game with Garfield with high hopes. But, sad to say, Garfield de- feated Clifton by the margin of two touchdowns, due largely to poor kicks on Clifton’s part, and the rooters looked forward to the next game with Passaic High School with forebodings of disaster in their hearts. The results of the Garfield game were: Clifton 0, Garfield 12. Next came Clifton’s final and long awaited game with Passaic High School, played at Do- herty’s Oval. At the beginning of the game prospects were rather gloomy for Clifton. Pas- saic started the game using her second team. Clifton, however, played these lads to a com- plete standstill, smearing up every play they had to offer. At the opportune time Passaic rushed in her first team. And then came the big surprise of the game. Clifton now not only outplayed Passaic’s first team as well as they had the second, but the Clifton backs crashed through Passaic’s line for a touchdown, which nearly drove the Clifton stands frantic with joy. With victory looming near, Clifton held against Passaic’s crushing attack until only four min- utes of actual playing time was left. And then the inevitable happened. The Clifton line, weakened and handicapped by the lack of cap- able substitutes, cracked under the strain of Passaic’s off tackle bucks. In the remaining four minutes of play, Passaic ran wild. They crossed Clifton’s line three times, and when the game was ended and the smoke of battle had cleared, it was seen that the final score was Clifton 6, Passaic 21. On the whole this season proved to be a bet- ter one for Clifton than the final score would appear to show, for it proves that we have the material. And next fall, under that able coach- ing of Coach Donnelly, the squad should develop a varsity that will make itself known. The following members of the football team receive d positions on the All-Count v Team Captain Joseph Seader Tackle. M. Goldberg—Left end. Ed. Simkin—Quarterback. The scores at the completion of the football schedule are as follows: Clifton Opponents 0 ...... Lincoln 13 I .. . West New York 0 (home game away) 6 I )over 13 6 Kastsidc-Paterson 6 0 Irvington 10 ■ Central, Paterson 6 0 .. South Orange 62 0 Gar field 12 6 Passaic 21 35 172 Home Games. William Quack ex bush, Feb. ’27. CROSS COUNTRY The Clifton Cross Country' team was rather unfortunate in losing every meet in which it participated this season. Although the team was without a coach, it made a good showing under the supervision of Captain Robert Caverly and Manager John Telisehack. The Scores and Opponents: Clifton Opponents 46 .. Garfield 19 37 . Passaic 22 44 .. E. Rutherford 18 42 Barringer . 20 170 79 As the East Rutherford meet was the only one that was held in Clifton, we were not able to see the team in action very many times, but we are hoping for a better team next year with more of the meets taking place in Clifton. 1 he team this year was composed of inex- perienced runners, with the exception of Sala and Caverly, and, since Caverly is the only one which the team will lose, the prospects for a good season next fall are better than they have been at any other time. I hose who received cross-country letters are as follows: Manager John Telisehack. Captain Robert Caverly, John Pinornik, James Mulligan, Jo- seph Gulardo, and Aldo Sala. Nielsen, ’27. PAGE FORTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Sutar WAD ft H-ftNGiNk abound THEn THI5 SE-A901S 60V—WHfcN we THINK OF THOSE: cof?es Mow we DO SHUDDGfe . I SinPLV v CAN’T UNDEf? STAND IT . OF G0AKSF MOT - HE'S THE 13 ST IN THE . woil-D . GOSH it ft)NT THE COACHES FAULT . y BASKETBA1.1. MEMORIKS As I was strolling through the corridor of the third floor of Clifton High, my likeness gazed back at me from many groups of well known Clifton H. S. athletes. Memory takes me back to the days when the old Fire House on what is now Harding Ave- nue, was the scene of many an exciting contest in the early days of basketball in Clifton High. It was during those days that Benny Borgeman. now one of the outstanding basketball stars of the country, and the Finkle brothers, also well known players, were at the beginning of their careers. We managed even in those days to get to- gether an improvised orchestra, and dancing would follow the games. The admission, I be- lieve, ranged any where from 10 to 15 cents, depending largely on whether the prospective spectator was possessed of the latter or former amount. I fear the gate was often “crashed.” One team, composed of 1). Cheston, Borge- man, J. Finkle, J. Thomas, and W. Hilton, made quite a record, defeating Paterson High, which was a real event in those days when we were a small school. Mr. Nutt himself not only was interested in the sport but oftentimes acted as the arbiter of the contests, as active as any player in his movements over the floor, and the number of fouls called was plenty. Kessler, later a famous center of West Point, and Hobelman, of Stevens, began in Clifton High. There were many others who, although they did not go to higher institutions, have be- come well known in local sporting circles for their prowess on the ribbed unit. I refer to such men as Tarris, Pojedinec, and Bondinelli. Two names I can never overlook or leave un- mentioned when I write about Clifton High athletics. These are the names of Masten, “Hank,” as he was called, and “Nicky” I)u- dasick. Both were famous players of basket- ball and baseball, and loyal Clifton “rooters” always. PAGE FORTY-THREE The Trade Team It has been a great privilege to have known these young men and to have worked with them on the athletic field, and there is even a deeper satisfaction in the knowledge of the great good that has been derived for all of them in these contests. And I am sure that all loyal Clifton High students, as they stroll through the corri- dor on the third floor, will look with pride upon those who in the years past have helped to place the name of Clifton High School high up in the record of High School Athletics. H. J. C. BASKETBALL—SEASON' OF 1926-27 A large crowd of eager candidates responded to the first call for basketball practice. This mob was. after a few practices and scrimmages, weeded out until only the best twenty men re- mained. At present this squad is practicing diligently and often under the watchful eyes of the two coaches, Messrs. Collester and Donnel- ly. The captain of this year’s first team is Emil Bednarcik, flashy forward, and the manager is Joseph Seader, who has arranged the follow- ing schedule of games: Date Team Place Dec. 20, 1926—Fort Lee ..............Home Dec. 22, 1926—Englewood Home Jan. 7. 1927—East Side, Newark Home Jan. 12, 1927—Garfield Home Jan. 15, 1927—Passaic ...............Away Jan. 19, 1927—South Side, Newark .Home Jan. 21, 1927 -East Side, Paterson .Home Jan. 25, 1927—Ridgewood Home Feb. 2, 1927—Paterson Normal Home Feb. i. 1927 Lincoln H. S. Away Feb. 7. 1927 East Side, Paterson Away Feb. 9. 1927 West New York ........Away Feb. ii. 1927 —Harrison .. Away Feb. 14, 1927—East Rutherford Awav Feb. 16, 1927—Garfield ..............Away Feb. 21. 1927 Lincoln ...............Home Feb. 23, 1927—Harrison ..............Home Feb. 25, 1927—West New York Home Feb. 28, 1927—East Rutherford ...... Home Wm. Quackenbush, ’27. FOOTBALL—1926 The first call for football candidates brought out a squad of forty-five boys. A squad of twenty-four was kept throughout the entire sea- son. Sixteen received their letters for playing in fifty per cent of the scheduled games. While small in numbers the squad had grit and determination, and soon showed that they possessed versatility, a much needed quality. Another outstanding feature of the Clifton boys was that they played true to the Sportsmen s Code, and were victorious even in defeat. The season, while not a complete success from the winning point of view, developed the nuc- leus of the team for 1927. Arthur Donnelly. PAGE FORTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 dr HiJVhf - cuf otf ■ ft W V multiply BY 199 AND YOU WILL HAVE A FAIR. IDEA OF THE CfcOWD. PAGE FORTY-FIVE THE REFLECT OH CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192 To the “Old” and “New” Members of Our Alumni. Dear Friends: Do you realize that we haven’t seen you for a long, long time? So long, in fact, that it hard- ly seems as if we still inhabit the same planet. 'Fhe Board of Education evidently disap- proves of this seeming indifference, for it has kindly come to the front with a hearty wel- come and a key “all our own” to this shining new building we call Clifton High School. The city supplied the school, the Board sup- plied the permission to use the school, but only you can supply the “presence” we need. Are you willing? If you are, be here on the third Friday of January at eight o’clock. We wish to extend most sincere good wishes and hearty congratulations to our new members, and we hope to see you with us in January. Lydia M. Brunt, ’23. ALUMNI REVIEWS Did you see the play at St. Peter’s? Our president, Mr. James, was the minister. What is the text for the January Alumni meeting, Fred? I wonder if Mrs. Hackett (who was then Miss Lane) remembers the day some girls hid under the old desk in the bookkeeping room? My dream of the Big Parade—25 Alumni marching to a meeting! ! How’s this? Johnny (reading laboriously): “Where-are- you-going?” Teacher: “Oh, that isn’t very good. Study it a moment and then read everything you see.” Johnny (after a moment): “Where are you going, little button hook?” L. M. B., ’23. THE SONG BIRD (Dedicated to Margaret Pellegrine) Was a songbird, tiny songbird. Living in the years before, And that songbird turned to shadows When its life on earth was o’er. But the spirit of that songbird. Winging through eternity, Gave its gift into your keeping. That you might make song for me. As I listen in the evening In my favorite lounging chair. While you flood the night with music, Slips away all thought of care. I can see that phantom song bird Whirling round in ecstasy, For the little creature’s knowing That you make sweet song for me. Georgette I). Connors, Feb. ’22 THE STORY The children wriggled and sighed, Their pencils heavy, and eyes unseeing From the constant striving with numbers. Beyond the shimmery prison of glass A new world beckoned, A strange world, weird in white, Bleak houses, softly clothed. Enchanted, Their wandering thoughts sank down With swirls of snow into the white. A teacher’s voice—“Put your pencils down!’ Rings out -too shrill for dreaming ears. The voice begins, “Once upon a time,” And lo! the weariness flew, Awakened minds sprang, agile and clear. All up and down the fairy ladder of time. E. K. June ’24 PAGE FORTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 THE NEW MOON The OKI Moon wanes and dies away. The New Moon takes its place. The New Moon, too, must soon grow' old And hide its withered face. Onto the Old Moon bid good bye, A lingered farewell soft. But, oh, the thrill that one should see The New Moon flung aloft. 'The New, with all its promises Of future joys in store, Of gentle eves, of midnight breeze, And subtle, warm allure! But why should we thus muse in vain,— For new moons will be born? We live with them, and then awake To greet the fresh dewed morn. Georgette I). Connors, Feb. ’22. DO YOU? Do you sincerely feel and show appreciation for all others are doing for you? Do you believe in others? Do you look for the good in people? Do you comment upon the worthy qualities you see in others? Do you under difficulties—dare show the courage of your convictions? Do you make an effort to be a faithful friend to someone? Do you, occasionally, look for inspiration in the lives of the admirable souls gone before us? Do you, now and then, analyse your own thoughts, deeds, and omissions? Do you appreciate your school building enough to do your part in keeping it in excellent condition ? Do you give your instructors the respect and esteem which they deserve? Do you do all in your power to keep spiritual- ly and physically healthy? Do you ever think of planting a rose where a thistle grew? Do You Give The Best That Is In You? If so, you are a desirable resident of Clifton, and a valuable asset to Clifton High. Margaret Pelligrine, June ’21. WHAT HAS BECOME OF THE CLASS OF JUNE, 1924- Citizens of Clifton need not worry about send- ing their children to school for proper training. They will get it with David McLean, Ruth Guilfovle, Thomas Ba’iman and Elsie Kallen stepping into the teaching profession. All inquiries concerning radio should be ad- dressed to Frank Simister, Radio Expert. All prescriptions dispensed with care by Samuel Weiss, Pharmacist. No lack of “wim, wigor, witality” when Hope McCol lough and Alice McFerran head the Physical Training Department of Clifton High School. Anyone not in a perfect health condition ring “Dr. Alfred Hess, Osteopathist.” With John Kirchoff and Alfred Moro com- pleting the engineering course we shall have good roads in Clifton. As the Erber Brothers prosper in their floral business, the city might grant them the charge of the City Gardens. If your machine does not run, inform “Plog Wrecking Company ' They’ll attend to your needs. Sylvia Weiss, June ’28. OR KKTINGS Greetings from the Class of June 1926! Not so very long ago we were with you. Speaking for the majority of our class I may say that we would give almost anything to be back with you again. We had vowed to get together some time af- ter graduation, so during Christmas vacation we held our first reunion, and it was there that 1 learned of all the interesting occupations that members of our class were following. It was there also that the idea was conceived of send- ing you our greetings, and of sharing with you all this interesting news. Irma Peters, Mary Bonney, Edith Kronmuel- ler and Tod Fisher are attending Montclair Normal School. Dick Hornby and George Connors are work- ing in New York. Both are looking prosperous and soon expect to be rich. Bob Hassert stated that the Manhattan Rub- ber Company has in him a hard working and competent employee. PAGE FORTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 9 2 7 Everv morning Magdalene Rouy and Dot Ridsdale go to Newark to Normal School. Attending the Paterson Normal School are Mazie Donlevy, Katherine Pohl, Marie Van Deree, Mildred Grenfell, Esther Kahn. Blanche Goetschius, and Ruth Mack. 1 also learned about some of the fellows, who are attending institutions of higher learning. Alfred Morkish is going to Stevens. Rudolph Scliram and Steve Soltis are room mates at the University of Pennsylvania. Edward Mueller has entered the Columbia Law School. Peter Farina attends New York University. Abram Takakjy expects to enter Rensselaer, and Fred Domina to enter New York University. Our class has furnished the business world with some first-class stenographers. Julia Snadyc works in this capacity in Passaic. Rose Hednarcik is with the Rutherford Real Estate Company. Adelaide Bartholomew’ w’orks with the Credential Insurance Co., and Rose Sant- angelo is with the Marchese Auto Sales Corpora- tion. Emma Stursberg and Tessie Gunzer are stenographers in New York City. Helen Weber is with the Western Union in Passaic. It was interesting to learn that Douglas Un- gemah is now with the Sherwin Williams Paint Co. of Newark and that Tom Bromley is at the Paterson Steel Sash Co. Mildred Van Dillen went to Smith College. Marguerite Aldag is a student at Drake’s. Charles Finkel is w’orking in a Chemical Fac- tory in Paterson, Vic. Panciera with the Ameri- can Engraving Co., Paterson. Emil Kucala is a Deed Searcher in Hackensack. All Chick Vreeland would say was—Chemist—so we don’t know anything specific. Our class president. Lou Cross, is at the Botany Worsted Mills. John De Vries told us he was a Vendedor (That’s all the Spanish he’d remembered) so we shall end in similar fashion and say “adios”—you will hear from June ’20 again. FAREWELL TO THE SENIORS Good-bye, Seniors. Don’t be blue. Maybe some day Dreams will come true. No need to worry, For when you’re gone, We’ll do our best To carry on. H. Richter, June ’27. “A WORD TO THE WISE IS SUFFICIENT” Just a few w’ords to you who are coming to Paterson State Normal School this term and the terms hereafter. Dr. Schafer and our teachers are just wonderful. Of course it does seem strange to a newcomer at first and he is rather timid about asking questions, but he will find that P. S. N. S. is like a friendly club. Each student is willing to help another. Once you enter Normal School you will not fail to notice this, nor will you fail to notice the spirit that pervades all. It surely is one to be proud of, and we are proud. There is that routine of daily work that can not be dispensed with. One must be in his right class at the right time and ready to do his work. This is easy, because your schedule is all plan- ned for you, and some of the teachers actually help you draw a floor plan so you won’t get lost. We have such studies as geography, art, psy- chology, history, penmanship, and music, and then we have lesson observations. The studies aren’t too hard, because you know one’s studies are what the individual himself makes them. By the way, wre have study periods, too, and a lot of w’ork can be done in them. Don’t get the idea, however, that P. S. N. S. is all work and no play, ’cause it isn’t. We have lots of fun. We have dances, clubs, candy sales, cake sales, and entertainments and plays in as- sembly given by the grade students or by the Normal students. This term we have had sev- eral principals from the different schools to visit us, and we hope to have many more. Of course no school, be it Normal or other- wise, would be complete without its welcome luncheon period. At this time there is much rejoicing, and we really do enjoy our repast. After luncheon we stroll through the park which, by the way, is situated directly in front of the Normal, or we go to the gymnasium and dance. After luncheon period w’e wend our way back to school all ready to take up our afternoon work. As the saying goes, there is an end to everything, and school is no exception. After the bell for dismissal we start collecting our books and pictures, grab our hat and coat, and are bound for home. We are trying to make Paterson Normal a bigger, better, and busier Normal. So come and help us reach our goal. M. I. I)., June ’2( . PAGE FORTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR FEBRUARY 1927 CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL In History 1-2 class. Mr. Richards: “How many have heard of the famous Italian hero Garabaldi?” John Mulder (brightly): “Sure, I know him. He owns a chicken store in Paterson.” Miss C. Smith (conducting 4-1 English Class) : “If you were to go to England, what places would you especially care to visit?” Student: “Er-r, the British Isles!” Mr. Collester’s Virgil Class. Mr. Collester tells how well the author of Helen of Troy describes her character. 4-1: “Hm, he must be a very old man to have known Helen.” Hill: “How can you remember Fish?” Pupil: “By the-er-odor.” Hill: “No, I mean Secretary Fish.” The above took place while the 4-1's conduct- ed their own history class when Miss Hill was in Washington. Morals of 1926 The 4-2 I.atin class was complaining about the amount of homework. Mr. Collester started to read to the class of the Miami flood. You know,” he said, “there are some things worse than being a senior in Clifton High School.” He Finally Admits It Okonowsky (in Democracy): “I don't know what I’m talking about.” English Period English in Room 304 is getting interesting for Freshman. One boy reciting a part of Treasure Island said that the pirates found a skeleton, and all that was left of it was the bones. A little freshie who had been stopped in the hall by Mr. Nutt for misconduct enters the of- fice. Miss Miller: “Do you want to see Mr. Nutt?” Freshie: “N-no-o Mm-aam. Mr. Nutt wants to see me.” Playing Safe Janitor (to passer in the hall): “Have you a hall pass for going through the hall during study period?” Hall Passer: “Sure, I’ve got it here in ray book.” Janitor: “That’s all right. If you got it I don’t need to look at it. If you didn’t have one, I’d have to see it. Senior Chorus In Action Telischak: “Can you sing baritone?” Simon: “I don’t know that song.” Stuttering Virgil Caverly (translating Aeneid): “Atlas was whirling on his shoulder, the vaulted heavens stuttered with stars.” PAGE FORTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 A GIRL S DREAM OF A SCHOOL DAY W lii'ii I went to hod last night. After I’d put out the light. Taking everything from sight, I saw a strange procession. Everything I’d learned at school. Every single hook and tool. Was marching in methodic rule. This is my confession: First Miss Merrey came to view, Nouns, pronouns, and adverbs too. Periods and verbs. Then who Rut our Venetian Merchant! Rassanio and his sweet wife, Launeelot, who peppered life, And every one who saw the strife When Shylock’s erv was urgent. Next Miss Musson came in sight, Indian clubs and dumb-bells light, Basketballs, all battered quite, From being kicked and pounded. Then there came those awful rings. Horses, ropes and other things, Such as our gymnasium brings When the bell is sounded. Then Miss Decker came the third, Heading a mysterious herd, Elucidating word for word 'Pilings very well intentioned. Like pistils, stamens, apple cores, And all the pollination laws, And sperm cells can’t make seeds, because,— And others not here mentioned. After her Miss Howard came, Explaining things of Latin name. And all about the Romans’ fame, They won so many wars. And how the Haeduans conquered Gaul, (Or maybe ’t wasn’t that at all), Rut anyway about the fall Of Caesar and his corpse. Closely following her I saw Some seven sewing machines or more. And needles, spools, and pins galore, All headed by Miss Beams. She was telling us with care How to mend up every tear. How to make things nice to wear. And how to make French seams. When Miss Beams had gone from sight. Came Miss Morse all dressed in white, Leading pots and pans so bright I could not resist looking. Then she started in to tell Why our lovely omelet fell. Why our cocoa turned out well. And how to know good cooking. Mr. Collester came next, Acting very, very, vexed ’Cause we hadn’t read the text Of Proposition Four. He told us just why angle B Equaled obtuse angle I). And X and Z were radii, By section twenty-four. Suddenly I sat up straight, For someone called that I’d be late, (By that time it was nearly eight). My, but I hastened then! I rose and dressed quite hurriedly, And ate my breakfast worriedly. And got my school books scurriedly, And went to school again. Dorothy Krouse. In Democracy 4-2. M iss Wilson: “In Athens they voted by holding hands.” Mr. Okonowsky: “Did they have complete suffrage ?” Mr. Richards: “Now we’ll just run through this point.” Miss Andras (reading Macbeth). Mr. Richards (not knowing what it was): “Please put that novel away, Miss Andras.” Page Mr. Mercury: Mr. Richards: “Now who will run through the Mississippi Valley?” In Latin 4-2. Modernized Virgil. Miss Pellegrine (translating): “What has overtaken you since your husband threw vou down?” In English 4-2. Miss Smith: “Have you had a review of grammar recently?” Bright Freshman: “Oh yes. We came from grammar school.” When Picking out the l)og for the Senior Plui Rigolo: “I have a dog that you can use.” Caverly: “I have a dog that can wag its tail.” Lamberson: “I have a dog that wags its whole back.” Simon: “Well, let’s have dog tryouts.” PAGE FIFTY T ii i: n i: r i. e c t o k C L I F T O X H I G II S C H O O L F E Ii R II A K V 19 2 7 mm ok m rainy day nissFtUW.':- How 00 VoO Translate m SfNTQict: JZJ i i 0 Ri)SH tiV nrk Rtoif WO COMB W jFwTtETH X vC every 0?1E ON, FELLAS, vV THtoui unurjrtwe 'Yell— SNEEZE? Cliflon High CKwUdy DOMESTIC SCIENCE Ou . GjftHtST A on idtTriiRD FLqpK. 5fflT w ef i Ttfeit VONV lEV' iCVv, CLifTON Ik,ft SCtVODO PaRKNG IiNE. PAGE FIFTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Mr. Fenton had told the 6th period class that an obtuse angle is greater than a right angle. On examination: Mr. Fenton: “Dorrell, what is greater than one right angle? Dorrell: “Two right angles. Heard Somewhere in School “Will vour people be surprised if you gradu- ate? “Oh. no! They’ve been expecting it for years. I Don’t No boy or girl should try to shirk. Just when the teaeher gives him work. I don’t. No one should try to get the drop, On any seasoned hall-way cop. I don’t. No one should ever break the code. Nor fellow-farcrs incommode. I don’t. Who breaks a law each time he breathes? Or, if he can’t, lie grieves and grieves? I don’t. In fact, I act just like a nun. You’d think I wouldn't have much fun. I don’t. Mayo, June '27. A Latin Discourse When baby says I)a! Da! lie doesn’t know how educated he is. Just think of knowing the imperative mood of “dare at that early age! TEAM WORK Civic Teacher—“James, what is eo-opera- tion ? James “Co-operation is the helping of one pupil with another in home work, tests, and ex- aminations. Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remembe r And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember And R emember And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember And Remember We’ll SEN IO R “ R E M E M BE R S’ Blab’s “Pack In” Polly’s Guide? Maud’s Billy, Sara’s beauty prize? Joseph’s being lost. Bob as Romeo? our dancer Dot. Katharvn’s watchful eye? Kathleen’s “Where’s my man Louise’s boyish bob? Christine’s Democracy, Emil’s sweet cuteness? Dorothy’s blonde hair, I lie’s ready smile? all Betty’s announcements. Harold’s arguments ? II arrv’s hashfulness, Oko’s orations? Isabel’s fish episode, Leon’s ready blush? Bill’s “Whose fault is it? Al’s quietness? Art’s interest in scarfs, Eddie’s one-armed method? Sam the business man. Johnnie’s morning dip? I.ouise’s seriousness, Sadie’s convincing bluff? Eleanor’s awful height. Puss’s missing coat? Helen’s business method, all of Sam’s conquests? all the things in High never forget to remember? P. E. A., Feb. ’27. Miss West (to boy six feet tall who was play- ing with his chalk at the board): “John, will you ever grow up? ITI Sorry Bur UlE CAN'T use, Trtenl rjmmLt nof?AL: IF '(X U DON'T Live HIS Contributions THE WHY NOT CCfi tribute sone- TMlNC YOueSELF ? BSD •9 •a tmev«e always WELCOPJti . . . (s)one His CARTOONS umue Good, while others DESCRIBED THEPl mildly as «tewriblc . EIHL. A PESSIMIST HE DIDN'T AGREE WITH ANV OP TH6M _________ MO HE TfcEO a AGAIN AND SUCCEED D IN GETTING SOME- THING publish- ed ............ ( Pi-ease oo jot P At THl TlTUtS xrr LOVO YES VOO CuTTM THE TWC BAR S ) PHONEY FABLES PRODUCED QY - • ——• THU IS NOT AN EDUCATIONAL PICTURE-...... IN case- OT FIR - RUN DON-r WALK1.. [SJnCC UPON A rime there was A ‘STRUGGLING • CARTOONIST..... ( HEY YOU IN THE THIRD ROW----- 00 NT STAND UP Sitting oown!} | |e THOUGHT HE COUtD 0RAVJ SO HE CONTRIBUTED TO THE- CHS REFLECTOR. But his comics wen 6 REJECTED THE FIRST Ffrw Times----------- PAGE FIFTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL JUNE 1926 PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN THE FEBRUARY, 1927 CLASS Dedicates This Page As A Memorial To SARAH FELDAIAN and ALFRED STROME THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of BOYS SECTION 211 Johnny—“Billy, wuz George Washington as honest as dey ses he wuz?” Billy—“Ah tell you, man, George wuz the honestest man wot ever was born.” Johnny—“Den, how came dey close de banks on his birthday?” —Exchange. Compliments of SECTION ROOM 203 PAGE FIFTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of BOYS SECTION 205 Compliments of BOYS SECTION 101 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 104 PAGE FIFTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 p — — —- Compliments of Compliments of SECTION ROOM BOYS SECTION 114 201 Dentist-—“We must tooth.” Patient— Then I am I am too tenderhearted are doing it.” kill the nerve of the going out of the room; to stay here while you —Exchange. Compliments of Compliments of GIRLS SECTION SECTION ROOM 204 212 PAGE FIFTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 PAGE SIXTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL F E II R U A R Y 19 2 7 Compliments of 4—1 BOYS ROOM 311 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 312 Follow Me, Boys! Teacher (in Chemistry): “If this chemical explodes we’ll all be blown through the roof. Now come up close so that you can follow me. —Exchangk. Compliments of GIRLS SECTION 314 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 108 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 105 PAGE SIXTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of Compliments of GIRLS SECTION SECTION ROOM 208 206 Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments of SECTION ROOM 113 Telephone 5778 Passaic Have Your Photo Taken By HALUPKA LEADING PHOTOGRAPHER 701 MAIN AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. PAGE SIXTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL F E II R U A R Y 19 2 7 WHAT COMMERCIAL TRAINING WILL DO FOR YOU First, it offers you thousands of choice positions in business —the richest field of opportunity in the world for young men and young women; this means, COMPLETE FINAN- CIAL INDEPENDENCE from the beginning. Moreover, it opens the way either to the higher executive positions or a successful business of your own; this means, POWER AND INFLUENCE IN YOUR COMMUNITY. These incentives are important enough to warrant your immediate consideration. It will pay you to find out how you can prepare for business within a few months. So write today for a copy of our current bulletin. DRAKE BUSINESS SCHOOL Telephone , I ASSOCIATION % Passaic Passaic Two Uhe Cmblem isX' fie Efficient School New Jersey PAGE SIXTY-THREF. THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL The new Clifton High School stands for the progressive spirit of the City of Clifton. It is a credit to the City and the people of the city have just reason to be proud of it. It demonstrates that Clifton is a good place in which to live. Our city facilities and advantages—not only in the edu- cational field, but in other civic fields—are broadening, and home-seekers are not unmindful of these substantial factors in community life. Manned by a competent faculty our High School—in all respects—is inferior to none in the State. Look over the pages of this issue of the “Reflector” and you will realize that it is the product of substantial educa- tional training and reflects just credit on the student body. FRANCIS T. TILTON REAL ESTATE and INSURANCE 305 Clifton Avenue, Clifton Telephone 1095 Passaic PAGE SIXTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON II I C. II SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 TK01 4 ■ HUANI Extending CONGATULATIONS and BEST WISHES to the GRADU A TES Jacques'Wolf Co. Manufacturing Chemists and Importers PASSAIC, N. eJ. PACE SIXTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 PAGE SIXTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1921 C «=� r pin j i 7” Hi , H FAVORITE GAS RANGES The finest and most beautiful range ever built. The oven reaches a tempera- ture of 500 degrees in nine minutes. GENERAL ELECTRIC REERIGERATORS Preserve your food in a sanitary, healthful way. GENERAL ELECTRIC REFRIGERATOR AETNA Automatic Oil Burner The Oil Burner with a 10 year guarantee We are also carrying a full line of Electrical home appliances. GEO. H. VAN VARICK PLUMBING and HEATING 797 Main Avenue, Phone 4162 Passaic Clifton, N. J. PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN the keflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 !.................. CONRAD HOSIERY OOMPANY, Manu actuj'era of “CONRADS’ 51” FULL FASHIONED HOSIERY ’ VEST OACJGE I V THE U V TED STATES WELLINGTON AND GETTY AVENUES CLIFTON. N. J. % - r: |fe ADS-5 A •■:■ • 5, Our Furniture is well known among those who ap- preciate fine FURNITURE for its consistent high standard of quality and workmanship. ART FURNITURE CO. 303-305 Monroe Street NEAR LEXINGTON AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. PAGE SIXTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH S C II O O FEBRUARY 1927 Phones 5300—5301 Passaic YELLOW PINE LUMBER CORP. LUMBER AND MASONS MATERIALS HYMAN KRAMER, President CENTRAL AVENUE AND RUSSELL STREET, CLIFTON, N. .1. Soda—“I wonder what time it is. I’m invit- ed out to dinner at six, and my watch isn’t go- ing.” Fountain—-“Too bad they didn’t invite your watch too.” —Exchange. C. VANDER ZWALM A. KELLER SCHUBERT’S SERVICE STATION GAS, OIL, TIRES a ACCESSORIES Telephone Passaic 2979 478 LEXINGTON AVENUE, CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE SIXTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of SAMUEL HIRD SONS, Inc. WORSTED MANUFACTURERS (IARFIELI), NEW JERSEY CRINE-KIE VIT BUILDER of MODERN HOMES CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE SEVENTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Clifton now has one of the finest Hanking Rooms in Passaic County. You are cordially invited to inspect the CLIFTON TRUST CO. RESOURCES, $5,000,000 Stones for Class Rings Senior—Tomb Stone. Junior—Grind Stone. Sophomore—Blarney Stone. Freshman—Emerald. —Exchange. A PARENTS TRIBUTE TO THE GRADUATE 1)0 YOU REMEMBER YOUR FIRST WATCH? You may have forgotten your first raise in salary, buying your first piece of property, or the first director’s meeting in which you sat, but a full sized picture of that watch has already flashed through your mind. Those are the moments you’d like to live over. The only way we can live them over is through our children. Give your son or daughter a watch as a reward of merit for his or her achieve- ment for successfully completing their school course—and see the thrill of your own lifetime reflected. We have a wonderful assortment of Watches in value from $12.00 to $1,200 and we would be glad to have you come in and see them. Come in and talk it over —Watches are a study with us. BUSH WALSH Full Line of Greeting Cards Open Evenings Mon., Fri. and Sat. 751 MAIN AVE., CLIFTON, N. J. Passaic, N. J. Nutley, N. J. PAGE SEVENTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of PORTABLE MACHINERY COMPANY Lakeview and Clifton Avenues Manufacturers of PORTABLE CONVEYORS CLIFTON NEW JERSEY TWO KINDS OF INTEREST AT THIS BANK TWICE A YEAR 4% MONEY INTEREST EVERY DAY 100% PERSONAL INTEREST CLIFTON NATIONAL BANK MEMBER FEDERAL RESERVE SYSTEM PAGE SEVENTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR C L I F T O N II I (i H S C II O O L F E It R IT A R Y 10 2 7 PASSING WITH HIGH HONORS Literally starting from the Ash pile a new building- material is conquering the field by storm, and is being used today in the construction of the proudest struc- tures as well as the humblest dwellings— Whenever put to the test, it is passing with high honors. PURIFIED CINDER BLOCKS SOLE DISTRIBUTORS CAMPBELL MORRELL CO. I PARK PLACE, PASSAIC, N. .V. Phone Passaic 73 One: “Why is the Statue of Liberty’s hand only 11 inches long?” Another: “If it were an inch longer it would he a foot.” —Exchange:. New Jersey Photo' Engravi i g Com party 48 MECHANIC ST. NEWARK,N.J. PHONE MARKET4595 Plates for Printing l� A(JE SEVENTY-THREE T II E It E F I. E C T O It CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of U. S. RESTAURANT 713 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY OLLDORF SON Pianos — Radios Authorized Clifton Distributors of Janssen Pianos Atwater Kent Radio Pooley Cabinets 212 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Rhone 4996-R Judge us by the quality of the merchandise we sell. Rhone Passaic 7681 -M SURGENT BROS. Builders 86 CENTER STREET CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PASSAIC TURN VEREIN, Inc. 240 HOPE AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Physical Gymnastic Education Under Competent Instructors For information apply to MR. PAUL WERNER Instructor PAGE SEVENTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Phone Passaic 1565 A B B O T T ’ g G. A. HAUSERMAN, Dep’t Store O. D. H34 MAIN AVE., I'ASSAIC, N. J. Optometrist Specialist in the Examination of Eyes for Glasses Retailers of Dependable Merchandise Since 1873 Everything for School Passaic National Bank Building Wear—Shoes, Hosiery, ROOMS 301-302-303 Dresses, Slickers, PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY • Underwear Son (about to leave for college): “Write me when ever you have time, Dad, even if it’s only a check.” —Exchange. Phone Passaic 5593 Compliments of F. H. RICHARDSON SERVICE Plumbing, Heating, Steam and Gas Fitting MOTOR COMPANY Chrysler Sales and Service 355 CLIFTON AVENUE 777 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PAGE SEVENTY-FIVE T UK REFLECTOR CLIFTON HI G H S C H O O L F E B R U-A R Y 1 9 2 7 I VETERANS BOX LUNCH AND SANDWICH SERVICE Compliments of Sandwiches for Lodges, Parties, Etc. Best RICHARDSON of Foods Used SCALE COMPANY 1101 MAIN STREET • PATERSON, NEW JERSEY • PASSAIC Y. M. C. A. WILLIAM C. BROWN CAFETERIA For Men and Women Electrical Contractor BREAKFAST—6:15 A. M. TO 8:15 A. M. Electric Wiring In All It’s Branches LUNCH—11:30 A. M. TO 1:30 P. M. DINNER—5:30 P. M. TO 7:30 P. M. Phone Passaic 7112-R Special Attention Given To Banquets and Group Dinners 31 FORNELIUS AVENUE Phone Passaic 123 CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY 45 RIVER DRIVE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PAGE SEVENTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Phone 3002 Passaic QUINLAN Funeral Home J. P. QUINLAN 30 HARDING AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY The Guarantee Mortgage Title Insurance Company First Mortgage Investments TITLE INSURANCE Phone Passaic 1812 NEWS BUILDING, PASSAIC, N. J. “When is a joke not a joke?’ “Usually.” —Exchange. Compliments of WILLIAM F. DITTRICH VAN RIPER CO. DRUGS 205 MAIN AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PAGE SEVENTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 MOTORBUS SALES GORP. Factory Distributors Pierce A rrow Motor Coaches and Busses Sales and Service Phone Passaic 1580 312-14-16 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of PASSAIC RUBBER COMPANY Compliments of SIMPSON’S GARAGE Compliments of TAK AMINE LABORATORY Inc. PAGE SEVENTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Complimeyits of J. W. HENNION SON, Inc. Meat Market 723 MAIN AVENUE, CLIFTON. N. J. H. DUPELL, Manager Phone 5369 Passaic CLIFTON ELECTRIC COMPANY Electric Wiring Fixtures GREBE, MOHAWK AND SHOWERS RADIO 326 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7541 We Call and Deliver The Passaic Sanitary G. BRUNNER || Gleaning Dyeing Go. Confectionery -- Ice Cream TAILORING OF EVERY DESCRIPTION CIGARS — CIGARETTES — TOBACCO 51 HARDING AVENUE, COR MAIN AVE. Also a full line of School Supplies CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Main Store: VALLEY ROAD — ALBION PLACE 603 MAIN AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 5025 Phone Passaic 1293 VALLEY DAIRY RAIN OR SHINE BOX LUNCH GO. Pasteurized Milk 249 LAKEVIEW AVENUE AND TUBERCULIN TESTED RAW MILK Branches: Newark, Passaic, Kearny, Hoboken Phone Sherwood 8172 2 Large Sandwiches, Buttered; Pie or Cake Selected Fruit, Candy—Price 25c—('hanging 59 GILLES STREET Daily JOHN VANDER BROECK, Prop. Service — Cleanliness — Quality ALBION PLACE, CLIFTON, N. J. VALLEY ROAD [1 Phone Sherwood 8944 Quick Service SPECIALTY SHOP DELAWARE GOAL Full Line Of NOTIONS, NECKWEAR. HOSIERY, HANDKERCHIEFS, APRONS, ETC. AND SUPPLY GO. At Reasonable Prices M. KAIN, Prop. PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Tel. Sherwood 3049 95 VALLEY RI)., CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE SEVENTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL jjjj jjjjgWgjj. ... N NUj m FEBRUARY 1927 SCHMIDT’S GENERAL STORE Entirely Renovated (GROCERIES, DELICATESSEN, GENERAL MDSE. School Supplies, Medicaments, Dry Goods Best Values in Town Store Open 6 A. M. to 9 I . M. — Sundays 9 to 12 and 4 to 8 — Phone Passaic 7461 -M 107 Barkley Avenue, Cor. Fourth St. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phones 177—178 Res. 7858 WILLIAM KARL, Jr. Realtor REAL ESTATE — INSURANCE Appraisals, Money to Loan, Estates Managed, Property Developed 631 MAIN AVENUE NEWS BUILDING, PASSAIC, N. J. Day Phone: 5827-R Night Phone: 4956-R FLOG S GARAGE CARS BOUGHT AND SOLD TOWING AND REPAIRING Parts for All Make of Cars 235 PIAGET AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 3742 FRANK A. LFMLEY Auto Trucking LAICAL AND LONG DISTANCE MOVING Furniture and Pianos Moved W ith Care 15 LUDDINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 550-W Branch Office: 25 Hamilton St., Paterson THE GILL SCHOOL OF MUSIC Established 1908 TEACHERS OF Violin, Piano, Mandolin, Guitar, Banjo, Tenor Banjo, Ukulele and Steel Guitar Agents for Gibsons Instruments 163 PROSPECT STREET Old Post Office Building PASSAIC. NEW JERSEY “Satisfactory Service” Is Our Motto THE CENTURY ELECTRIC CO. EVERYTHING ELECTRICAL For the Factory or Home Contracting, Light Power Wiring, Motors Estimates Given Phone Passaic 5410 HOUSEHOLD ELECTRIC APPLIANCES Electric Fans, Lamps Fixtures, Radio 742 MAIN AVE., (Brooks Bldg) CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Everett E. Lamberson Creat A. P. Tea Co. Courtesy, Cleanliness, Service 534 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Telephone Passaic 2513 CLIFTON SHEET METAL WORKS, Inc. J. G. LARSON, Pres.-Treas. Office and Works: 62-64-66 MADISON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 r- 1 Lt,n Phone Passaic 2827 Phone Passaic 3184 The Old Hardware Store Between Clifton and Harding Avenue, Now PASSAIC BATTERY CENTRAL ELECTRIC CO. HARDWARE CO. PAINTS, OILS and VARNISHES Builders’ Hardware and Carden Implements Grinding, Automobile Accessories F.xide Batteries 586 MAIN AVENUE 715 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY CLIFTON SALES SERVICE CORP. Ford Lincoln KOHOUT’S BAKERY CARS, TRUCKS MOTOR CARS AND TRACTORS 71 CENTER STREET “Service That Saves” CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 6097 295 CLIFTON AVE., CLIFTON, N. J. C. C. PREGGER Delicatessen RACHESKY’S HOME MADE POTATO SALAD Clam Chowder Every Friday—Baked Beans CENTER PHARMACY on Saturday. We Specialize in Gobel’s Prime Meat Products HOPE AVE., COR. CENTER STREET Phone Orders Delivered Promptly Telephone 4485 Phone Passaic 5543 CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY 517 CLIFTON AVE., CLIFTON, N. J. Telephone Passaic 2825 Phone Passaic 3690-M The Main Electric and Gas Supply Co. The Great A. P. Tea Co. A. MAMLET, Prop. WALTER MARQUARDT, Manager Quality — Courtesy — Service 599 MAIN AVENUE COR. HOPE AND LAKE AVENUES PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY-ONE THE REF!. ECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Phone Passaic ( 7fi9 STEPHEN GAAL Dealer in GLASS. VARNISH AND PAINT SUPPLIES 23� PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY ACKERMAN PHARMACY SPERLING HALUPKA, Props. 136 ACKERMAN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY THE DAYTON TAILORING CO. A. LUCIANO, Prop. Cleaning, Dyeing, Pressing and Repairing 213 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY DANIEL CALLIGARO Dry Goods Ladies’ and Gent’s Furnishings 27fi PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 6I43-R DAVID ALTA RAC LADIES’ AND GENT’S Custom Tailor Cleaning, Dyeing, Pressing and Repairing 130 ACKERMAN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY P ASS AIC-BER GEN WELDING WORKS PATERSON — CLIFTON HACKENSACK New Jersey Compliments of SAM THE HATTER STETSON HATS 208 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phones Passaic 1603—1633 PASSAIC-BUILDERS SUPPLY CO. Mas o n ’s Materials 261 CENTRAL AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PACE EIGHTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON H I G II S C H O O L FEBRUARY 9 2 7 Compliments of S. S. FELTER A, P. Store 121 MADELINE AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phono Passaic 4807-J ASK FOR GOODMAN’S Pure Rye Bread 123 THIRD STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7568 I. WILSON Fancy Groceries and Delicatessen 103 LAKEVIEW AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY “George” and “A be” CLIFTON TIRE EXCHANGE Phone Passaic 5847 750-752 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7119 Great Wishes to Your New High School RUTBLATTS SPORT SHOP We Carry A Full Line of Sportmen s Accessories 22 LEXINGTON AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of SAMUEL FRUMIN MAIN AVENUE RELIABLE GARAGE EXPERT REPAIRING Used Cars Always on Hand Open Day and Night Paul Strojny 856 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Telephone Passaic 350 JOHN C. BARBOUR Counselor at Law 750 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY 0 PAGE EIGHTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR 1..; C L I F T O N H IGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 hone Passaic 2050 G. VAN BEVEREN SONS, Inc. Painting Contractors Wholesale and Retail Dealers in PAINTS, GLASS and PAINTER’S SUPPLIES—FULL LINE OF WALL PAPERS 693 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone 1342 CLIFTON PHARMACY JOHN E. McHENRY, I’h. G. Prescriptions A Specialty We Deliver- Try Us 709 Main Avenue, Cor. Clifton Avenue CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7563 M. JOS. DERICKS Plumbing, Tinning, Heating and Sewer Work SEE ME ABOUT OIL BURNERS Jobbing Promptly Attended To 30 LUDDINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 7138 THE EDYTHE VANITY SHOPPE Expert Service in All Branches of Beauty Culture 127 CROOKS AYE., PATERSON, N. J. Near Main Street See It With Better Vision DR. JOS. WEININGER OPTOMETRIST Eyes Examined Glasses Fitted 686 MAIN AVE., PLAZA BLDG. First Floor Tel. Passaic 5836 PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Headquarters for DENNISON’S GOODS PARTY FAVORS 625 MAIN AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY G. A. ENKE Delicatessen and Table Luxuries Sanitary Mechanical Refrigeration Exclusive Gobel’s Meats Hortons Ice Cream — Papers — Magazines 837 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY J. H. LOTZ Grade “A” Milk Pasteurized Passaic County Distributors Office: CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 TREASURE SHOP Albion Place French 33 WILLIAM ST., PASSAIC, N. J. (Opposite Post Office) Cleaning, Dyeing and Inexpensive Unusual Gifts for Bridge Tailoring Works Prizes and Christmas Presents a Specialty MRS. AGNES DEVLIN We Buy and Sell American Antiques, Ladies and Gents Coats Altered Repaired Furniture, Glass, Dishes, Etc. E. O. McGleece 146 VALLEY ROAD, CLIFTON, N. J. W. VANDER GROEF | ATLANTIC PACIFIC Representing G. A. Walz -— Organs TEA COMPANY Built — Rebuilt BURGESS PLACE AND THIRD STREET 13 PLEASANT PLACE, CLIFTON, N. J. 82 YVest 105th Street, New York City HENRY SCHMIDT Phone Sherwood 8843 Painter and Decorator GORAB HAIK PAPERHANGER Efficient Newspaper and Paint Varnishes and Glass Supply 1 CENTRAL AVENUE Magazine Delivery Service CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY 1154 MAIN STREET, COR. CROOKS AVE. | Phone Shewood 4266 Phone Sherwood 5850 HENRY’S MEAT MARKET Meet D. Guide from GUIDE’S SERVICE Meats of All Kind STATION FISH, OYSTERS AND CLAMS Game in Season TIRES. TUBES AND SUPPLIES FENNER AVENUE 1057 MAIN AVENUE ALBION PLACE, CLIFTON, N. J. “Let Us Do Your Dirty Work” PAGE EIGHTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR IFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 GREEN’S SERVICE STATIONS Incorporated AUTOMOTIVE ACCESSORIES OILS — GREASES — REPAIRS Batteries Charged and Repaired Service Car Ready Day or Night First Class Work Guaranteed 959-965 Van Houten Ave. Passaci 5557 Clifton, New Jersey 241-245 Main Ave., Passaic Park, N. J. Phone Passaic 2278-R “The Neighborhood Drug Store” PRESCRIPTIONS, TOILET ARTICLES, CIGARS AND CANDY Albion Place Pharmacy GEORGE J. EVANS, Reg. Phar. Telephone Lambert 3052 FENNER AVE. and VALLEY ROAD CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY SOUTHSIDE PRESS Printing CARDS — PROGRAMS — BLOTTERS Multigraphed Letters 965 MAIN STREET ♦ATERSON, NEW JERSEY Residence 80-82 California Avenue Paterson, N. J. Phone Sherwood 5988 BROAD STREET SERVICE STATION JACOB A. ZURCHER, Prop. Phone Sherwood 8521 GAS — OILS — GREASES Auto Accessories BROAD STREET, CLIFTON, N. J. Phone Sherwood 7537 Res.: Lambert 8244-W GRIMSHAW FLORIST “Say It With Flowers; But Say It With Ours99 CUT FLOWERS — PLANTS FLORAL DESIGNS 972 MAIN STREET, PATERSON, N. J. JAMES G. CURRIE Sales Agent UNITED CIGAR STORES COMPANY HAPPINESS CANDY STORES No. 1154 Main St., Cor. Crooks Ave. PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Oysters Clams Meats Vegetables Compliments of The Lakeview Market CHAS. M. HECK, Prop. Phone Sherwood 5576 1130 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 8945 JACK’S SERVICE Tires - Accessories - Tubes AUTO REPAIRING, BATTERY SERVICE Towing Service COR. MAIN ST. CROOKS AVE. PATERSON, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY-SIX THE KEF L E C TOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Phone Sherwood 8104 F. WAGHTER Real Estate and Insurance 1140 MAIN ST., NEAR CROOKS AVE. Compliments of BERT GESSLER CO Sheet Metal Work Phone Sherwood 1544 155 CROOKS AVENUE Courtesy Cleanliness Compliments of “JOE ” Mgr, A. P. Tea Go. COR MAIN LUDDINGTON AVES. Phone Passaic 1808 CLIFTON, N. J. Service Economy Phone Passaic 3910-W Estimates Furnished WILLIAM WILSON Painter and Decorator I’AINTS, VARNISHES - WINDOW GLASS Full line of Household Goods 951 MAIN AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Continental Cycle Co. High Grade Bicycles and Sundries Agents for Ivor Johnson, Columbia and Other Makes Expert Repairing at Reasonable Prices Established 1907 Phone Passaic 3770 Branch: Moonachie, N. J. PROSPER DONADIO, Mgr. 273 PASSAIC STREET, PASSAIC, N. J. Compliments of JACK FINKLE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of FRANK KAISER’S HOTEL Phone Passaic 1335 385 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phones 5025—7541 Passaic Passaic Sanitary Cleaning Dyeing Co. 603 MAIN AVE., PASSAIC, N. J. Branch Store: 51 HARDING AVE., CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE EIGHTY-SEVEN T II E R E F I. E C T O If C LIFTON If I Ci II S 1’ H O O L FEBRUARY 1927 RICHARD HANDEL Bakery 123 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Rhone Passaic 5386 TAUB BROS. Furniture 315-327 MONROE STREET Opposite Capitol Theatre PASSAIC, Phone Passaic 5968 NEW JERSEY Res.: 3632-W RIALTO BEAUTY PARLOR I. STADTMAUER, Prop. PERMAMENT WAVE — HAIR BOBBING Eye Brows, Massaging, Hair Cutting, Waving, Shampooing, Manicuring 52 LEXINGTON AVE., PASSAIC, N. J. Compliments of Marchese Auto Sales Co., Inc. House of Studebaker NEW JERSEY BURGER and MINSKY Smart Clothes Manhattan Shirts Mallory Hats 708 MAIN AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY LOUISE RANKE Piano Teacher 340 HARRISON STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY For Appointment Phone Passaic 5215-J SEIFERT’S Barber Shop and Beauty Parlor Hair Dressing, Shampoo, Scalp and Facial Treatment—Marcelling A Specialty Nestle’s Permanent Waving 208 HOPE AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. Phone 5051-W C. LINZALONE CO. CAPITAL MUSIC STORE Everything in Music Repairing A Specialty 314 MONROE STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY i� a(;e eighty-eight THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HICII S C II O O I. F E R R II A R Y 19 2 7 Phone Passaic 764-W INTERNATIONAL. TAILORING ALBERT EBISCH, Prop. CLEANING, PRESSING, DYEING AND REPAIRING Neatly Done 312 LEXINGTON AVENUE Cor. Highland Avenue, PASSAIC, N. J. Visit “Passaic’s Leading Food Shop” pHIL’S Delicatessen Quality and Variety Phone 6644 23 LEXINGTON AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY L. A. HUGO Compliments of Dress Goods SMITH’S 642 MAIN AVENUE BABY SHOPPE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY “LOUIE” Compliments of ATLANTIC PACIFIC STEINS SHOP TEA COMPANY 216 DAYTON AVENUE Specializing in LADIES’ WEAR, CORSETS, GLOVES, HOSIERY AND UNDERWEAR 30 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of Business Tel. 4663 Res. Tel. 3219 A. F. BORIC PASSAIC BIRD AND Commercial Stationer DOG STORE Jersey’s Leading Business of Its Kind 608 MAIN AVENUE Oscar Sparmacher, Prop. PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY 79 LEXINGTON AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PACE EICHTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Thorburn Robinson’ Inc. All Kinds of Insurance COR. MAIN CLIFTON AVES. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 5511 A. STICKELBERGER Delicatessen and Fancy Groceries CIGARS, ICE CREAM, CANDY 119 MADELINE AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A FRIEND Telephone Passaic 7029-W CLIFTON WET WASH AND LAUNDRY SERVICE, Inc. 855 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Telephone Passaic 6387 JOHN MIHALISIN Confectionery - Ice Cream Horton’s Ice Cream Served 530 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY KRONES BROS. Furnishers and Hatters 38 LEXINGTON AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of SAL’S BARBER SHOP LAWYER’S BUILDING PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A FRIEND PAGE NINETY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 ATHENIA MEAT MARKET Prime Meats Provisions 700 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A FRIEND Compliments of E. K. APPLEBAUM “Druggist” CLIFTON, NE}V JERSEY Compliments of NEWARK PETROLEUM CORPORATION Phone Passaic 4996-M D. WEISSBERGER Compliments of Furniture, Floor-Coverings A FRIEND and Bedding 233 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Tel. Pas. 1738-M All Kinds of Remodeling WM. BERTS LADIES AND GENTS TAILOR AND Compliments of FURRIER Suits Made To Order JACOB ENTIN A Perfect Fit Guaranteed — Cleaning, Pressing and Dyeing 711 MAIN AVENUE, CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE NINETY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON II I G H SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1927 Compliments of Cjhe DAYWOOD DRESS c 7 UeTTEIL___ HUNTING- Clifton, N. J. P. r 399 PACE NINETY-TWO