Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

Text from Pages 1 - 108 of the 1928 volume:

THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 To MISS RUTH KNOWLES SMITH whose high idealism has inspired us with a love for all that is noblest in literature and life, this issue of the Reflector is lovingly dedicated. PAGE THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY I 92H THE REFLECTOR FEBRUARY 1928 ISSUE Published twice a year, in January and in June, by the pupils of Clifton High School. Clifton, New Jersey SEPTEMBER 1927 — FEBRUARY 1928 EDITORIAL STAFF Editor-in-Chief: EVERT ANDERSON, Feb., ’28 Associate Editor: RUTH HORNBY, June, '28 Literary Editor: MARY FAILLACE, Feb., '28 Assistant Literary Editors: HELEN HOPKINS, June, ’28 ELEANOR PETERSON, June, ’28 School News Editors: MARY VALENTI, Feb.. ’28 WILBUR ACKERMAN, Feb., ’28 Assistant School News Editor: MARIE JORLETT, June, ’28 Reflections Editors: WYMANT MOORMAN, Feb., ’28 JEANNETTE RENTZSCH, Feb., ’28 Assistant Reflections Editor: GRACE ATKINS, June. ’28 Art Editors: LOT .IE S .ALAY, June, ’28 DONALD STRANG, Feb., ’28 Sports Editor: JAMES DUNN, Feb., ’28 Assistant Sports Editor: HOWARD KELLY, June, ’28 Exchange Editor: EDYTHE NADELL, Feb., ’28 Assistant Exchange Editor: MYRTLE AINSGOUGH, June, ’28 Alumni Editor: MARIE DICKEY Assistant Alumni Editors: RUTH ABEL, June, ’28 DOROTHY McALEER, June, ’28 RU SIN ESS STAFF Business Manager: ROEDEL IRWIN, Feb., ’28 Assistant Business Manager: JOSEPH DAMIANO, June, ’28 Circulation Manager: CHESTER VELDRAN, Feb., ’28 Assistant Circulation Manager: AUGUST FF.RSCH, June, ’28 TABLE OF CONTENTS Editorials..................................................................Page 5 Literature.................................................................... « 7 School News................................................................... « 26 Who’s Who, What’s What........................................................ « 34 Athletic Notes................................................................ “ 37 Alumni........................................................................ “ 44 Reflections................................................................... « 44 Exchange...................................................................... « 49 Senior Section................................................................ « 59 Autographs.................................................................... « 93 Our Advertisers............................................................... « cq PAGE FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 SCHOOL SPIRIT—WHERE IS IIE? I can almost hear the groan that rose to your lips as you read this title. You have heard so much about this young man that I believe you have almost come to hate him. But that is simply because you don’t know him. He’s real- ly a very likeable chap, as you’ll see when you find him. And, you know, ‘‘It All Depends On You.” You have the finest building in the state in which to house him; many clubs, competitions, athletics, and other affairs in which to keep him interested; a helpful principal, co-operative teachers. These will all help to keep him, for once he’s here he can’t help but want to stay. But it’s up to you to make the first move and to get him. Come on, everybody, let’s all give School Spirit a chance. Open the doors. Show him that you want him and then find out what he can do. You’ll like him; see if you don’t. —H. B. Hopkins, June ’28. FRESHMAN! Have you thought over what you expect to do when you get out of High School? Are you shaping your course to suit those requirements? Now is the time to formulate ideas for the future. If you have some plan of what you would like to do after you graduate, so much the better for you when you reach your senior year. Every year a few students graduating from the High School are unable to enter the college they have longed to enter. Why? The reason is very evident; they have not planned ahead and fulfilled the requirements for their course. Colleges are becoming stricter and if you wish to enter one after you have successful- ly negotiated the obstacles of a High School education you must be prepared to meet the demands of a higher institution. Think serious- ly of this, for on it much of your future may depend. E. Anderson, ’28. THE BY-PRODUCTS OF OUR STUDIES When you study chemistry, you hear a great deal about by-products,—those products which are not the main object for which a process is carried out. Sometimes these products are worth as much as or more than the chief prod- uct itself. For instance, the by-product of cot- ton, ravon, is more expensive than the cotton, itself. From coal tar, a by-product of coal, numerous dyes and medicines are made. In education also we have by-products, the benefits which we get aside from facts in history or literature. In my opinion, the most important by-product here is the study of human nature, in books and in life. While studying our litera- ture we are taught how to dissect and analyze the feelings and actions of the characters. In looking around us, W’e unconsciously do the same thing, weighing people by simple actions and words. If we are wise, we utilize our opin- ions by correcting our own errors; we learn how to analyze and control our own feelings. Another by-product is appreciation. We are taught how to appreciate good books, music, manners. We learn how to discriminate between good and bad. From our assemblies we have gathered much in this line. Educated people have talked to us on various subjects, and if we have listened carefully, we have gained a great deal. Another by-product is self confidence. With- out this, one can reach nowhere. We must know what we are capable of doing and then do it. Therefore, let us make use of these by-products, for it is really writh these that we learn to enjoy life in full. Mary Faillace, Feb. ’28. PAGE FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192� PRAISE AND BLAME Oh, you who rise to the heights of elation when someone bestowes words of praise upon you, then fall to the depths of despondency when you are censured for some act, take heed! Praise is but too often the offering of flatterers. Then, beware! Take it only for what it is worth. But if this praise is offered by your teacher or instructor it is sincere and you have merited it. But always remember that this bit of praise—given, perhaps, for a well-written composition or an excellent geometry paper, does not include future compositions or geome- try papers. Take the gift gratefully, promise yourself to receive more like it, and forget. If a person is blamed for doing what lie should not, how often he resents this rebuke offered out of kindness by one older and more experienced. Napoleon refused to listen to the advise of his generals. When anyone blamed him for plunging France into so many unneces- sary wars for his own personal glory, the firing squad was his answer. Too late he found he might have profited by these words. There is a story told of an old master who had called in a critic to judge his painting. The critic found fault with it but the artist refused to accept his criticism. “Then in the room a coxcomb came, To scan the work with praise or blame, He with a glance its worth described; “Ye Gods! a masterpiece! he cried.’’ Spoke the artist to his critic, “Unjust to me thou hast not been,” and he blotted out his pic- ture. The praise of fools is not praise but blame. Always remember that, and value his rhapsody of superlatives at only the air used to expound them. Turn a willing ear to your critic, and, painful though it may be, try to put yourself in his place and see your faults as he sees them. That is success. Eleanor Pederson, June ’28. PROCRASTINATION What is a greater detriment to a household, company, any organization than a procrastina- tor? Putting off from day to day, never com- pleting a project, he goes his way, holding back work and taking away all ends gained by the rest. Once the habit takes its tenacious hold the downward progress is very evident. One may hardly be conscious in many cases that he is procrastinating and then, again, he may do it deliberately. No matter whether he be con- scious or otherwise of his failing, the habit has the same evil effect. Throughout life the pro- crastinator becomes lazier and lazier, losing self respect and ambition and regard for all others. Thus is it not true that the time to check the habit is in the beginning? When ever the de- sire comes to put off some work, remember the results. If the habit of putting off seems to be a regular one start in now and take hold of yourself and the reward will be self-evident. No words can here be quoted more fitting or truer than, “Never leave for Tomorrow what can be done today.” Ruth Hornby, June ’28. EDUCATION Educate the people! is the cry of an efficient democracy. Educate every living sold regard- less of race and color is the plea of a progres- sive industrial society. It is education that is wanted in every walk of life, in the arts, in business, in society, in industry, and in com- merce. Surely this subject of education is a ponderous one. Someone has wisely said, “Education is the ingenuity of a person to use what he has learn- ed.” In the case of the arts, there is an im- mense opportunity to use what one has learned about them. In the art of music we have a deplorable misunderstanding between what is high and beautiful and what is low and de- grading. Appreciation comes with knowledge. I know from personal experience that the mas- terpieces of the great virtuosi are not enjoyed by the common herd as greatly as is jazz of which an authority in music has befittingly said, “Jazz is not fit to be called music.” What a crime it is that the great masterpieces such as Aida must be jazzed for their enjoyment. In these days when business is carried on under the most efficient methods, the man whose mind works quickly and accurately will be the winner in his business transactions. And only through a proper preparation in business will he be able to compete with the other business wizards. Society today imposes the most thorough edu- cational qualifications on its members, an edu- cation which is more cultural than practical. In reading the society columns today we read almost exclusively the names of educated and learned men. None can fail to notice the wondrous develop- ment of commerce. Who in the days of our forefathers would have dreamed of the airplane, and air conveyance which in the future will con- vey man as efficiently as does the train and steamship today? Systematic studying and ex- perimenting has given to mankind inventions which will profit this world materially, socially, and economically. page six M. Valenti, Feb. ’28. THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 LITERARY The results of the literary contest held Nov- ember 1-28, as decided by the judges: Miss R. Smith, Miss E. Vorrath and Miss E. Firman, were as follows: SHORT STORY First place (prize story for the term)—“The Last Flight.” A. Kaplan, Feb. ’28. Second place—“Hettie’s Disillusionment.” Margaret Storm, Feb. ’28. Third place—“Diligence Is Success.” Rose Braviak. POETRY First place (prize poem for the term)—“The Battle.” Dorothy Krouse, June, ’29. Second place—“The Phantom Ship.” Ellen Phillips, June ’30. These stories and poems appear in this issue of the Reflector together with the following which received honorable mention: By Substitution—by Anthony Tubbiolo. The Rise to Fame—by Corinne Krumlin. True Love—by Marie Goetchius. The Lone Leaf—by Martha Scacciaferro. Autumn Leaves—by Martha Scacciaferro. The Broken Temple—by Ellen Phillips. CONTEST THE LAST FLIGHT “Vive Forte, vive Forte, bravo, welcome home Forte, welcome home.” These were the excla- mations that come from the throats of thous- ands of spectators. They were all gazing heavenward, at a large plane which made sev- eral circles in its course above the field. The aeroplane swooped down upon the field and af- ter a good landing came to an abrupt stop. Another shout went up as the aviator jumped out of the cockpit. He was borne upon the shoulders of his followers. Broad smiles of suc- cess beamed upon his face. His curly brown hair was waving in the breeze, the dark blue eyes gleamed with triumph as he was borne to the office of the Aviation Transportation Company of Paris. Three hours later, after the great ovation ac- corded to him hy his fellow countrymen, Forte made his way up the steps to the observatory of Paris University. He was alone now, having escaped the throngs of admirers. The observatory was situated on the highest hill in Paris. Its glass dome was visible miles away. Two large windows, one facing west and one facing east, were the outstanding fea- tures of their observatory. It was through these windows that the telescopes projected, which were used for side views. One large telescope which protruded through the glass dome was used for heavenward purposes. Forte opened the door leading into the ob- servatory and was greeted by an aged astrono- mer, who upon seeing Forte, exclaimed, “Forte, welcome! Safe, ah, just as my stars predict- ed!” PAGE SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Forte only exclaimed, “The same old Davies. I thought you would change in my six days ab- sence, but I see you still believe in your stars.” They both laughed and began to talk about the successful flight from Constantinople to Paris which was the cause of the presence of throngs of people at the aviation field. “The journey was wonderful, the Humming Bird functioned marvelously and I am happy for I have brought honor to my country;” ex- claimed Forte with a wave of his arms. “What has the company said concerning your trip?” asked Davies who was very interested. “They have raised my salary and will permit me to make a non-stop flight to New York City, next month!” replied Forte, who was excited over this glad news: “Imagine,” he continued, “what honor I will bring to France if I succeed in accomplishing this flight to New York, and I am sure of succeeding with the Humming Bird.” The next day the papers gave full accounts of the successful flight made by this daring young pilot. For days, his name was on the lips of all people. It was the first time an aviator had made a successful non-stop flight from Con- stantinople. His name was not the only one in the news- papers, for a misfortune had befallen an aviator by the name of Tellanca, who was returning in his aeroplane from Berlin when it suddenly burst into flames, Tellanca being killed instant- ly. Tellanca ranked next to F'orte in ability and accomplishments. He was heralded as one of France’s best air aces. The country felt a great loss in the killing of Tellanca. So it was not extraordinary that this was the topic of the day. Two days later, after the misfortune of Tel- lanca, Forte payed Davies another visit. When- ever time permitted, Forte always came to the observatory. Davies was considered a father to Forte. He had raised Forte from the age of five, when Forte had become an orphan to the age of sixteen when Forte was able to sup- port himself. They spoke about the Tellanca incident. “Well,” spoke Forte, after he and the astronomer had spoken for an hour, “I would rather die in my plane than live to tell the tale of being in a wreck. I would gladly die, like the captain of a ship who goes down with it when it is sinking. Furthermore, Davies, I cherish my Humming Bird so much it would break my heart to see it demolished, but if I were to die, I think it would be better. Davies did not reply but calmly twisted his short white beard. Silence followed. Davies walked to the huge telescope, focused it on the heavenly bodies which were visible as the sun had set half an hour ago. Preparations for the trans-Atlantic flight were in progress. The Humming Bird was given a thorough overhauling and Forte took several trial flights. As the day approached, F’orte seemed to be- come happier and happier. His dream was to be realzied: the dream to be the first flyer to make a non-stop flight to the North Ameri- can continent. “Davies, I do wish that you would decide to come down to the field when I start off. You never have seen me ‘take off’ since I have been flying.” “Well, replied Davies, “I can see you better through my telescope than I could if I were down at the field among the crowd. Every flight you have taken you were seen by me through the help of my telescope.” This conversation took place in the observa- tory two days before the scheduled flight, which was to take place Saturday morning, if weather permitted it. All day F’riday, Forte was busy preparing himself for this perilous voyage over three thousand miles of water. Friday night, Davies busied himself by look- ing through his telescope. He focused it toward the north and wrote something on a large sheet of white paper which was lying on the desk which stood near the telescope. For several hours, he continued this tiresome task of focus- ing and writing. During this task he would mutter words under his breath and sometimes would say, “I guess they are right.” He was working more swiftly now as a storm was ap- pearing on the western horizon. At last his tedious procedures were over. He seated him- self at the desk and began to write again. The storm came in all its fury. For one hour it raged, sending flashes of lightning in all direc- tions. The thunder shook the huge glass dome, it seemed as if the glass would fall. F’or one hour, Davies studied the chart on the white sheet. They were drawings of the heavenly bodies. He was so concerned over the white paper that he was unaware of the storm raging with- out. PAGE EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON H I ; H SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1 9 2 8 At five o’clock he went down to the flying field, carrying with him a pigeon which he had kept in his observatory. A large crowd was at the field, even though it was early morning. Forte came in the hangar, smiling as he waved his arms to the people. Forte was very much surprised to see Davies as one of the spectators at the field. Me had said goody-bye last night and the professor had told him that he would not come down to the field. Forte did not ques- tion Davies, who gave Forte the pigeon. Davies wished him good luck and started back to the observatory. He stopped near the wood which bordered the field, looked back to where Forte was standing and proceeded to his astronomical building. He gazed through the telescope and saw Forte flying toward the sea, amid the shouts of the people. The papers had a large write-up stating that Forte would reach land within thirty-five houre. Seventy hours later a pigeon was seen to alight on the large dome of the Paris observa- tory. Several minutes later Davies was read- ing the following note which was attached to the leg of the pigeon: Land below, broken wing, dropping fast, willing to die in H. B. Davies folded the note containing the grue- some contents and slowly walked near the tele- scope and gazing through with tear dimmed eves said, “What you predicted, I am afraid has come true.” A. Kaplan, Feb. ’28. H ETTIE ’S D IS ILEUS IONMENT People came. People went. But they al- ways left her there in Taville. She could see them, silhouetted against the western sky from her kitchen window. She was so forlornly mad to travel that she hated the trains and the people on them for not taking her along. She had no gifts, no beauty, no brains. She might have been pretty if she had pretty clothes or a graceful carriage. But she slouched all the time. Even her name was ugly: Hettie Slatmire. The town she lived in was the stupidest town in the world. If only she could get some money to go east with. That was her one ambition. “What you wan’na go east fur? You ain’t got good looks nor purty clothes or lots of money. What spunk have you got? You’re just nachelly born lazy,” her mother would rail at her. But Hettie thought differently. If she only got to New York with other women, swell clothes and money! In her spare hours Hettie went to the neigh- boring farmhouse and did odd chores for a few dollars a week. At the end of two years she had six hundred dollars saved under the floor board in her bed- room. One morning when Hettie went down to the kitchen as usual her mother cried, “Lan’ sakes! Don’t you know today is washin’ day? Now you march right upstairs and take off yer good things and none of yer high falooten idears neither, young lady.” “But, maw, you know you said I could go east if I got the money. Well I got it and now I’m leavin’ for New York on the eight o’clock train. That’s why I’m dressed. You call this dressed? Wait till you see what my things will be like in New York. I’ll send you some to show you what you’re missin’.” Hettie’s mother was too astonished for words. To think that the daughter she thought had no gumption at all should save all that money and then go east. For the mother her- self had a longing at certain times, for the life of ease and luxury, but she never admitted it to a soul. Hettie boarded the eastbound train bravely with her small suitcase, containing all her worldly belongings, clutched tightly in one hand and her pocketbook, with all her money, in the other. She was shown to her compartment and pro- ceeded to make herself comfortable. She lounged in a seat and dreamily watched the passing landscape. This was what she termed the essence of life. Just merely to sit and travel away from Taville. The train stopped at several stations on the wav and at one Hettie bought some candy to nibble on. Arrived in Chicago, she stepped bewildering- ly from the car a forlorn looking little figure. She inquired for a hotel and was directed to the Hotel Blackstone. What a pretty room but oh, such a lot of money to pay for it. She began to realize how small six hundred dollars was in a big city. She was afraid to venture into the street alone. It was her first night in a big city and she was a little awed. A few days later Hettie again got on a train, this time bound for the great city. Time seemed eternal but finally the train pulled into the terminal at New York. This time when she stepped onto the plat- form half a dozen men rushed up to her and shouted Taxi! taxi!” right in her face. The nerve! If a man had done that out in Taville she would have slapped his face. But, New York was different. When she found out what a taxi was she stepped gingerly into one and directed the driver to take her to a good hotel. What buildings! They made her shudder. What if that big tall one on her right should PAGE NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 topple over? And to think of trains running under the ground. Well nobody would ever get her to risk her neck in one of those under- ground contraptions. As for those running in the air. Heavens! She would be in mortal dread of capitulating through the air and landing on the roof of some building. When she walked into the lobby of the Hotel Wolcott she stopped and gasped. What a wide staircase and what splendor! Women in evening gowns and men in full dress! Suddenly she felt shabby and coarse. She drew back into a corner and watched the peo- ple. The girls seemed to have no pride. There they were paradin’ up and down laughing, and all sparkly with jewels. Well if they had no pride she had. So stalk- ing up to the desk she stammered a few words to the clerk, signed her name, and was shown to her room. Trembling and embarrassed she threw herself on the bed and began to cry. She was lonely and so all alone. How she longed for Taville. She had no idea New York was so big or held so many people. And never in her life had she thought so much of Taville, here so many hundred miles away from it. She did not go down for supper. She felt too miserable aand was afraid to appear in front of all those dazzling people especially after her humiliation in the Chicago restaurant regarding the silverware. Instead, she went into the street where at least it would be dark and no one would see her. But, to her dismay it was not dark. All the lights of Broadway were lit. She wondered how there could be so much light. Finally, tired and spent, she went back to the hotel. In the morning she did some shopping. She couldn’t buy much but she remembered her mother and father. With her bundles in her arms, once more she boarded a train this time bound for home. All the way she thought of the large pleasant farmhouse and longed to hear her mother’s nag- ging voice calling her “the laziest thing God created.” She watched the wide sweeping prairie with a new wonder. Never before did these scenes hold so much attraction for her. What were the lights, money and splendors of New York compared with the wonderful beauty nature had made? How she cried with joy when she was once more in her mother’s arms back in Taville, the stupidest town in the world. Margaret Sturm, Feb. ’28. DILIGENCE IS SUCCESS The glorious ball of golden fire stood sus- pended in the air amid a mass of gorgeous col- ors. Gradually it began to sink, casting a last loving glance upon the earth. Its dying rays found their way to the lone, silent figure which stood silhouetted against the horizon. Tenderly, caressingly, they played about the bowed fair head, which caught the mellow rays of the wav- ering sunlight, as a soft stray breeze stirred the silken hair. The soothing peace of twi’ight had settled upon the earth as Douglas Danials turned with a deep sigh from his father’s last resting place. So great a love had grown between father and son that Douglas was loath to leave the calm peaceful solitude of the little grave-vard on the hill. His steps faltered as the turmoil within his breast increased and, try as he would, he could not keep back the scalding tears which coursed down his tanned cheeks. People turned to gaze pityingly at the heartbroken young man who was a picture of utter misery with his rumpled hair tossed to the breeze while the im- print of great loss and suffering has already left its mark upon his features. The tiny wainscoted cottage behind its im- posing row of maples and velvety green lawn brought a momentary ray of happiness to his tortured soul. He stood for a moment on the broad veranda his eyes staring unseeinglv far away into the gathering dusk. “Dad, Dad,” Douglas softly whispered, “I’ll fight, yes fight to attain but one goal which now seems so far away.” His head went up, as with added energy he cried, “Your wish must come true, I will make a success of my ven- ture, I will some day be the healing hand to the sick, the doctor of mercy, that you had planned for me.” His frame shook as he exclaimed, “Oh, Dad ! How I wish you were here to help me on, as you would have done had you lived.” Entering the comfortable library he gazed upon his father’s treasures, always held dear. A smoking jacket together with a pipe still lay where they had been carelessly placed bv the tender hands now still in death. A pair of felt slippers under the table seemed to indicate that their owner had thrust them there in a hurrv. Strange memoirs! Ah yes! Strange memoirs of a happy past! V ith the feeling of one utterly exhausted, he at last sank into a chair close to the open wood fire whose merry crackling resounded in the strangely quiet house. Thus he sat far into the long hours of the night with the dying em- bers of the fire casting a ruddy glow upon his thoughtful contenance. He seemed to see in the dimming firelight the dearly loved image of the one who had been to him both father and mother. page ten THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HI OH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 CHAPTER II Time had wrought great changes upon the once happy-go-lucky youth, leaving a serious- faced hard working young man. The great pathway of life was hard and rough traveling for Douglas, but as some other weak-willed young man might not have done, he kept dog- gedly onward, his lips set in a grim straight line. After his father’s estate had been settled, Douglas found that the cottage alone remained and this he decided to lease to an old couple who had expressed a desire to make the little cottage their home. Now a college education would cost money but of this there was very little. “Therefore the next best thing to do,” thought Douglass, “is to find a suitable posi- tion at which I can earn a sufficient amount to cover my expense at college.” But this was more easily said than done, for it was many months of weary interviews and inquiries before he secured work. All this while, his money was slowly diminishing, so it was with a thankful heart that Douglas tackled his self-imposed work, vowing that as long as there was a bit of breath in his body he would not “lie down on the job.” Time waits for no one and a year had slowly rolled by with nothing of an exciting nature happening except the day when Mr. Grayson, his employer, had announced an increase in Douglas’s salary, which was accepted with the greatest joy, for this would help his savings multiply. To Douglas’s chagrin, on counting up his hard earned savings lie found that he had only enough money to carry him through a year at college. Of course this Was a bitter disappointment to the youth. He was now fac- ing a new difficulty: should he continue work- ing for another year, or go to college and try to work his way through by doing extra work after classes. He decided on the latter and in due time sent in his resignation to his employer. On the day of his departure, Douglas’s co- workers accompanied him to the station to bid him good-bye. He had so arranged that he could take a train which would stop for at least a half hour at his home town. In this short time he had decided to visit the last rest- ing place of his parents. The snug little village and the cozy cottages seemed to calm his racing heart, but the quiet peace of the tiny graveyard on the hill appealed to him more than ever. Tears dimming his vision, head bowed, he stood gazing sorrowfully at the two graves. He stood in the deepening twilight as he had that memorable day when he had seen the remains of his beloved father lowered into that yawning chasm, now a mound. CHAPTER III Rah, rah, rah! Renault’s, Renault’s! Rah, rah, rah!” The cheer was deafeningly shouted by an enthusiastic group of young men who were jostling out of the Renault’s station. Each young man wore that same big grin which can be seen on the face of every freshman who thinks that college is one great joke—a life of fun and pranks—wild parties and dances. Yet not on every one’s face, for there in the crowd could be distinctly seen, the grim face of Doug- las. He knew that college for him would mean long hours of work and study. Had he not vowed to make a success of his venture? Had he not vowed to make his Dad’s dream come true? He smiled grimly as the merry crowd pushed him on his way. Renault’s Medical College at last and at the entrance gates a group of Sophs with wide spread grins of anticipation for approaching freshies! “Hi, there Pretty,” cried one boisterous fel- low, “let’s show these freshies around the town,”—adding with a wink,” They want to join the T Am A Booba club. Oh yes! they’ll enjoy it they will. Ha, Ha.!” Thus with much bantering back and forth Douglas Danials, and his recently acquired friends, entered into the merry life at Renault’s. CHAPTER IV Crash! Bang! “E-e-eow! H-h-he s-s-spi- spilled th-the c-c- coffee o-o-On m-m-me.” “Say Splutter drop the chatter. You’re not dead yet.” “Y-Y-yes, I’m a-a-about d-d dead,” stut- tered “Chick” Zarn with a queer look on his face which sent the young men into hearty fits of laughter. “Here, here, what is all this noise?” cried a deep, kindly, masculine voice, “Douglas Dan- ials I never thought that you could cause such a rumpus.” “I’m sorry sir, but it wasn’t done intention- ally,” answered a much besmeared student. The remains of what had been a soft boiled egg clung to his sunny hair, while his immacu- lately clean white apron and blouse were ac- tually drenched with coffee and stained with eggs. So sorry a looking spectacle as Douglas then presented had never before been seen. Even the kindly Dean himself was inclined to smile but instead he kept as straight a face as was possible. To add to Douglas’s misery and embarrassment, his fellow students, unable to contain themselves any longer, let forth roars of laughter. About to flee to privacy of the kitchen. Douglas was halted by a friendly hand on his shoulder. PACE ELEVEN THE REF L E C T O K CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 “Never mind, son. Neither of us are ever perfect and this being your first day I will for- get this incident,” said the Dean as his clear gray eves looked into the blue ones of the boy. Before returning to the kitchen Douglas prom- ised that this would be the last time such a thing would happen and—it was. I’m sorry Splutters for spilling some of that coffee on you this morning,” apologized Doug- las upon meeting his victim of the morning on the wav to class. “Th— th-that’s all - all - right. d-d-d-Dotig,” beamed Splutters, “I-I-I remem-remember th- the time when I-I-I did a-a-bout th-th-the same th-th-thing. It was th-th-this way— Whereupon the ever willing narrator began telling one of his well-known unlucky happen- ings. “Gosh Doug! but the Dean let you off easy,” wore the many congratulations on every side as Douglas greeted his friends. “The Dean is a good scout anyway,” he re- plied. “He always treats a fellow right.” This was true in every respect for Colonel Morris believed in disclipining his pupils as they rightly deserved. The football season had opened and with it had arisen in Douglas a desire to make the team. One of the requirements of every mem- ber was to pass every exam, also to stand well in his class work. This Douglas had decided to do. With the approach of the mid-year exams, Douglas was forced to give up a few more of his working hours each day to study, and study he did till each lesson seemed to dance before him even in his sleep. The days of the exams finally arrived and with it came the numerous queries. Who’s going to be on this year’s football squad ? The shrill peals of a bell called the excited students to their respective classes. With just a nod of greeting to each other, they sped across the campus intent on but one thing—to get in a few minutes more of study before the bell rang. Every young man was writing away as though his life depended on it and many a ner- vous hand rumpled a smooth head of hair. The scratching of pens and the slow foot-steps of the Dean were the only sounds disturbing the stillness of the room. Suddenly they ceased and Douglas on looking up spied the tall figure of the Dean standing before his desk and gaz- ing intently at a small ball of paper thrown carelessly at his feet. Stooping down he picked it up and after hurriedly glancing at it he thrust it into his pocket, without a word. A queer look passed over his face as Douglas’s smiling eyes met his, but without speaking he passed on, grim determination in his every move. “Now why did Mr. Morris look at me so strangely,” thought Doug, as he once more be- gan answering the somewhat difficult ques- tions. He was to know the reason that same after- noon for, upon answering a knock at his door, he was given a summons to appear before the Dean that very day. On entering the Dean’s private sanctuary his startled gaze rested upon a queer sight. In one corner of the room sat ‘Pretty” Clark a woe begone look covering his countenance. The Latin teacher sat on the op- posite side looking vacantly out of the window while Mr. Morris sat at his desk fumbling with a wrinkled sheet of paper.- Upon Douglas’s entrance he looked up with a frown. “Mr. Daniels, what is the meaning of this?,” he sternly demanded. “It was found under- neath your desk. Your test paper was looked over and we found that your mark was ninety- eight per cent. No student has as yet received so high an average. This paper seems to in- dicate that you knew what the questions would be.” “Sir, please explain! I do not know the meaning of this,” cried the now puzzled Doug- las. Look at this,” answered the Dean as he thrust a crumpled examination sheet into Doug- las’s hand, “It was found beneath your desk. This young man,” he continued, pointing to “pretty,” claims that he saw you looking at this paper.” “Pretty, how could you! You know that I have never seen this paper before,” burst out Douglas with an angry flush on his cheeks. “Sir, he is guilty. Look at his face,” sneered “Pretty,” an accusing finger pointed at Doug- las. “Mr. I -ane, is this the paper you found to be missing?” questioned the Dean. “Yes sir, it is!” promptly answered the teacher. “You see, Mr. Danials, circumstances are against you,” dryly commented the Dean,” and this means being dishonorably expelled from the Academy.” “But, sir! I never saw this paper before,” remonstrated Douglas. “You are suspended from your classes until you confess,” replied the Dean slowly. By the next day the Campus was on fire with the news of Doug’s suspension. In their hearts, each and every one of them believed Douglas to be innocent. PAGE TWELVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Poor Douglas, in the privacy of his room, prayed that the guilty one might be found. Early Monday morning a flustered little pre- ceptor burst into the Dean’s office. “I’m sorry, Mr. Morris, but I recalled an in- cident which happened on the morning when the examinations wTere to begin. I am sure it will greatly enlighten a very perplexing situation. I was speaking with Mr. I.ane in his classroom about the examination questions. I was look- ing over the paper when we began talking about another subject. Unthinkingly I had rolled the paper in question into a wad and had thrown it into the waste paper basket. Instead of fall- ing into the basket it probably rolled under Douglas Danials’ desk. Now you see it was really all my fault and Douglas is really inno- cent.” He concluded his lengthy speech in a hurry and after adjusting his spectacles upon his nose, he stared straight ahead of him fearing that at any moment the Dean would flare up in an outburst of anger. “I am glad you have come to me about this matter, professor, for it gives to the gridiron a good player and to the medical world an en- thusiastic young doctor. You may go now. but in the future please think about what you are doing.” With a sigh of relief Mr. Morris sent the office boy to find Douglas. Douglas was over- joyed to hear that he had been cleared and re- fused to bring charges against jealous “Pretty” for telling his abominable falsehood. The football season came to a close after a glorious round of victories for Renault’s Med- ical Academy. The young captain, Douglas Danials, was given a great ovation for carrying Renault’s to victory. After a hard struggle he had at last reached his goal. CHAPTER V (Conclusion) In a cheery office on the main street of the little town of Sandy Nook, sat a medical look- ing young man. His strong slender fingers toyed with a pencil while his eyes rested dream- ily upon a gilt edged sign which hung from the window. “Doctor Douglas Danials,” was the inscription. Douglas had realized his father’s wish. He had been in his office for a whole year and his business was prospering; for the villagers had taken a liking for this robust young man who helped to ease their pains. Douglas’s heart was in his work and many a good deed had he done for those who couldn’t pay him his due. He was keeping his father as a model and was do- ing what he thought his father would have done had he lived. Once every year a solitary figure wends its way up Sycamore Hill to the tiny grave at its top. Each year this same figure silently stands at the foot of the two graves, side by side be- neath a weeping willow and, as the sun bids the world adieu, drops upon his knees and whispers to the sighing wind and the calm heav- ens, Dad, Dad! If you were but here to enjoy my success which you hoped and prayed for and which I have at last realized!” But the sighing of the gentle breeze is his only answer—and a calmness—a great peace, in his soul. For, to Douglas, the two graves are very dear: they hold what no heart can forget—the truest and most beloved mother and father that anyone could have. Rose Braviak, June ’30. THE BATTLE Outside raged a wicked storm, As if at battle with the world, it raged, Its missiles were the pelting drops and hail, Its cannon’s roar. The thunder. The black and angry Night commanded All elements in his fury. His sharp spear, lightning, perilously he threw. The Monarch, Wind, revengeful in his power Drove his soldier clouds before him, Unrelenting. They too, were maddened with a warlike spirit. And heartless, sped upon their errands. The myriad stars, Were helpless. Imprisoned by some soldier clouds; They clamoured for the Moon, their leader. But he was not there. But soon, A messenger, a comet, from the Moon Was sent to cheer the stars. Commander Night, Kept up his cruel and savage play Upon the unresisting Earth. And then, The Moon, courageous leader of the stars, Broke through The line of cowardly soldier clouds, Who fled before him. The beaten Wind uttered a furious howl And sped away. Commander Night Became extremely still. Triumphantly, the Moon and stars, Protectors of the Earth, Shone down. All was serene. Again. Dorothy Krouse, June ’29 PAGE THIRTEEN THE KEF LECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1 9 2 S THE PHANTOM SHIP I Out from the harbor sailed one day. Blown by the breeze about, A tiny ship upon its way To brave the sea of doubt. II The name inscribed upon the boat To mark its way through strife. Was one so easily to note In large letters was “Life.” III But sailing there t’was not alone. From out some corner came Another ship, much like its own Ambition was its name. IV Ambition was a phantom dim, A ghostlike, haunting ship, And light shone through its every limb Too frail for any trip. V But fated to sail on the sea Together o’er the tide, They could not peaceful travelers be Or comrades side by side. VI The ship called “Life” encountered storms Where waves were high and mad; Ever Ambition’s ghostlike arms Dimmed any light it had. VII And when through peaceful moonlight calm This fated vessel sailed. The phantom stretched its ghostlike arms The peacefulness assailed. VIII And after “Life” had run the race. What work it did, well done. Still stared Ambition’s haunting face Recalling work undone. IX There’re many encounter the bitter fate While sailing the sea of doubt Having Ambition their haunting mate Haunting the trip throughout. Ellen Phillips, June ’30. BY SUBSTITUTION Remiff Irriern, Arab, reclining with evident p'easure on an oriental couch, was inhaling the perfumed smoke of a Turkish cigarette. The light from a green shaded electric lamp re- vealed a face and figure molded into a rare masculine beauty. His clothes suggested the French “dandy.” Rem was deep in thought. Ever since he had left his native country to come to his fa- ther’s chateau he had been trying to concoct a scheme by which he could put a conspicuous bulge to his almost hollow pockets and when a dim light did flicker in, he grasped at it with enthusiasm and worked on it until he had a prospect in view which he considered positive. As he took a long last puff from his cigarette stub, he rose, rearranged his tie and made ready to go out. At this point, three short consecu- tive knocks sounded telling him that Nasi, a man in his hire, was behind his door. “Come in.” His voice was high and showed a trace of eagerness. A short, stocky middle-aged man with an un- kempt beard was framed in the doorway. He closed the door carefully, took his hat off, and walked in. “Well,” inquired Rem, wdiat news?” “The young lady accepted and will be here with the others at eight on the next Thursday.” “Who read my note?” “Mademoiselle Rene. She accepted right away, She loves you, don’t —” “Did she give you a note for me?” The man silently handed him a blue, per- fumed envelope, and retreated to a corner where he waited. Rem Irriern read the contents with a sinister smile. “Dear Rem, I received your invitation with an un- limited degree of pleasure. Mother and father thank you for theirs but they will be unable to attend. I will come alone. Rene.” As he read, the expression on his face be- came a triumphal leer. “Mother and father won’t come. Ha ! that’s good,” he mused half aloud. “Twenty-nine guests; a real French social party—fine? Nasi.” “Here.” “Go down to the salon and take a last look over everything. We have only two more days before the party.” The servant walked out quickly. Rem once more arranged his tie. He took his cane from under an aged bookcase and he, also, stepped out. PAGE FOURTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 He walked at a fast pace up the Rue de la Fontaine and turned down Re Boulevard. He stopped at 113, ran up a flight of stone steps and rang the bell. He was immediately ushered into a large room. A moment later a young and beautiful girl came hurriedly into the room. “Ah Rem, how very seldom I see you. Since that night three months ago,” she blushed, “I have seen you but four times.” “Rene,” he squeezed her hand tenderly, “you know how much I love you. If I don’t come very often you know I can’t. I’m always thinking of you; I—Oh, Rene why think of the past? Are we not together now? I will see you very often soon again at the party.” “Oh yes.” She seemed happy. “Mother says I could wear those famous pearls which were almost stolen twice. “Yes, Ah here comes father.” “Father this is Monsieur Irriem who has invited us to his chateau.” Monsieur Valera was perhaps sixtv years old. He had an intelligent and somewhat fas- cinating gaze which when leveled at a person caused the latter to move uneasily. On this occasion he walked rapidly toward Rem and greeted him courteously. “Yes, ah yes,” he soliloquized, “I’m very glad to see you so that I can offer my apologies for being unable to accept your invitation. “Oh, well, maybe you’ll honor me with a visit some other time.” “Surely.” The evening passed in such conversation. Rem left at ten and walked slowly home- ward. “The old bird doesn’t like me much,” he mused. “Well,” with a sudden burst of en- thusiasm. “everything is coming along first rate even at that.” At seven on Thursday evening the majority of the guests were already collected in Rem Irriem’s spacious and beautiful salon. Rene, possibly to be decidely fashionable, came late. Rem went to the door immediately to meet her. Ah, come in. Now we’re all here.” Time passed rapidly with the customary ex- citement that is a positive feature of French gatherings. Some of the guests formed in groups and walked through the building. Others went in pairs. Rene and Rem formed one of these pairs. They were seated on a marble bench in an in- conspicuous corner of the main salon. At eleven o’clock or there about Rene sud- denly noted the loss of her pearls. ' Oh, Rem they’re gone.” “What’s gone?” “The pearls.” “The pearls ! They’re gone ! “Yes gone.” “Wait,—wait here. I’ll get the police.” “Yes, yes do so.” This conversation had not reached the ears of the guests who already showed the effects of too much liquor. Rem calmly walked out of the main door and ran quickly, by a side entrance, to the second floor. He stopped before a door; looked both ways and walked in locking the door behind him. Out of his pocket he drew a long, shining, pearl necklace: the famous “Million Franc,” Valera collection of pearls! Rem Irriem’s calmness and exterior coolness disappeared. “How simple,” he cried. “Every- thing was ‘pie’ as the Americans say. One mil- lion francs! Equivalent to about forty-two thousand pounds. I’ll get forty thousand sure from dad. I’ll leave for Arabia now and be there in sixteen days.” Monsieur Remif Irriem. native of Arabia, was never heard of again. Rene Valvera drove her “Parisian” slowly home. She almost cried at the thought of Rem’s hypocricy. She wondered what her father would say—she reached home. Rene opened the living room door and walked silently in. There, contrary to any expecta- tions, for it was late, sat her father, on a big comfortable easy chair reading a thick volume of I he Life of Napoleon.” Upon her en- trance he looked up, welcomed her with a pa- ternal welcome and continued reading. “Father I have something important to say to you.” “Monsieur Valera looked up. “Yes?” “Father I—the— “Yes?” “I lost—someone stole—Rem— “Your Arabian friend ‘Borrowed’ your necklace. Is that it? he asked sarcastiacallv. “Yes, How— “Well, Rene, time and experience are the best teachers. I didn’t like this Arab from the first. My suspicions were correct.” But mother s necklace. Your suspicions didn’t save that.” “Oh my dear daughter, don’t worry over the loss of that necklace you were wearing.” He seemed to enjoy the situation. “It cost me exactly twelve francs. The original is lying safely on the second shelf in that safe,” he said pointing a steady finger at a small, barrel shaped steel structure. Anthony Tubbiolo. June ’30. PAGE FIFTEEN THE K E F L E C T O R CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 19 2 8 THE RISE TO FAME As Marie Moniva walked down the many flights of stairs she thought of her past; what amusements had she had behind those brick walls, the only good times that she could think of were those when she sat at the piano in the little old fashioned sitting room singing the songs of her childhood. Now she rejoiced over these happy moments as she reached the street. Her short well worn coat barely covered her knees and the hat, a purple felt adorned with a simple black ribbon, was crushed on her bushy unkempt hair. She stood perfectly still for a moment and looked around. Just above the door out of which she had just come she read two words which seemed to stand out in large letters, “Orphan Asylum.” “Yes, I leave you now,” she thought, “to see what this outside world has to offer me.” She didn’t know which way to turn and stood, motionless thinking of the responsibilities which had fallen on her young shoulders but she again plucked up her courage saying to herself, Well other girls have been in this very same dread- ful position.” “What can I do,” lurked in her mind. “Take care of children? Oh no! no patience for that. Housework? no again, I’m too thin and small, it would be too strenuous but maybe I could—my, my was that a child’s scream I heard?” Grasping her suitcase tighter she ran quickly toward Pine Park and there in the duck pond found the object of her search. Its head bobbed up and down and suddenly disappeared. Quickly she plunged into the water and with a vigorous pull, pulled the small unconscious boy out of the water. When she finally reached the bank dripping wet she was surrounded by a cheering crowd of people out of which emerged a short stout woman who came running toward her with out- stretched arms. Bewildered and amazed, Marie stood motionless not even aware of the cold which was gripping her now soaked body hold- ing tightly to the little boy in her arms. Suddenly she awoke from the trance which she seemed to be in, and handed the little boy to the tearful woman who was his mother. She thanked Marie and invited her to her home to dry her clothing. So taking her suitcase and putting the woman’s wrap over her shivering figure, she walked hastily with the woman to a waiting car in which sat a doctor who soon brought the. little boy back to consciousness. Sitting beside the doctor was a middle-aged well groomed man in uniform who now drew Marie’s hand toward him and placed in it a shining gold medal which was her reward for her bravery. She thanked him heartily and sank back into the ear closing her dreamy eyes. After what seemed a very long time to Marie she found herself standing before a very small weather-beaten cottage which needed more than a coat of paint. The next moment she had entered and was sitting in a small par- lor furnished shabbily but having an air of pure cleanliness about it. Here she sat and told the woman whose name she now learned was Mrs. Bradley that she had just left an asylum to start her own way in the world. Thus it came to pass that Marie became like one of the family at Bradleys. The following week she found work in a de- partment store in the city in spite of her six- teen years and earned just about enough to pay Mrs. Bradley for her hospitality. Even though she detested this work the very noise of which made her nervous, she worked there for a very long time creating a very good reputation for herself. On Marie’s seventeenth birthday Mrs. Brad- ley had managed to prepare a very delicious supper. After this fine repast, Marie was re- quested to play and sing at the old forlorn looking piano which very badly needed a tun- ing. While this was going on inside a destitute old man, the very picture of sorrow passed the little cottage and Marie’s voice came like music to his ears. It rose higher and higher and grad- ually died away into a low, sad melancholy murmur. It stirred the very heart of him and the next minute he was telling Marie how her voice had stirred him, given him courage and sealed his past forever. He further told her to have an interview with some great music master which she instantly said she would do but the words kept ringing in her ears—her fu- ture—w'hat about it—rise to fame—were her dreams coming true? She couldn’t say but she determined to try very hard to please who ever her master would be. The following week she went to the studio of Monsieur Dauphel who marveled over her voice and told her that with a little polish and culture she would soon rise to fame. This in- terview cost Marie twenty dollars which was far too much for her to pay and while paying her second call at the studio she told the Monsieur of her plight. At first he meant to dismiss her but generosity soon overpowered him who had always been very strict about the payments of his services and he decided to cultivate Marie’s voice for five dollars a lesson if she worked hard. She was overjoyed and promised to do her best. PAGE SIXTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 So for two years she worked in Long’s De- partment Store during the day and practiced operettas of all kinds at night. At the end of this time she was a very accomplished singer and her looks were vastly improved. She al- ways had a very happy glint in her large blue eyes and with much care her hair had been trained into a very glossy and wavy mass. Wherever she went she made a very entranc- ing figure at which everybody marveled. On Christmas Eve, in 1926, she made her debut in her home town which started her road to fame and she was known in the little town as the great Maria Moniva. During the following year she was booked up for many concerts which kept her busy but the second great moment in her life (the first being that she could rise to fame by cultivating her voice) was when she went aboard the Levia- than with Marion Talley the celebrated opera star. That night Maria, now Madame Moniva, was scheduled to sing in the music room. When she had finished she was congratulated by many notable people some of which were, Frieda Hempel, another singer who was accompanied by Leonora Corona who had risen to fame in 1927 and members of the Aviation Committee which was represented by Colonel Lindbergh, Mr. Chamberlain, Colonel Byrd, Mr. Haldman, and Mrs. Grayson. Maria smiled to herself. Here she was a prima donna: she who had been an orphan was to make her London debut in fifteen days in the famous operetta, “Golden Dawn.” She had succeeded, her dreams had come true, and she had met many of the most notable people in the world. Corinne Kumlin, June ’30. TRUE LOVE Glaucus, the Roman governor, Chilo’s son and David, the lowly shepherd’s son, were the best of friends. Imagine David’s sorrow there- for when he heard that Glaucus was to be kept from him until he was again able to regain his strength after falling from his gilded chariot drawn by four pure white Arabian horses. The strongest bond which bound their friend- ship so solidly was the fact that David -was teaching Glaucus the lessons which Jesus Christ, the new teacher of Nazareth, had been teaching on the shores of Galilee to the shep- herd’s son and a host of others. Neither David’s father nor Glaucus’ father knew of their friend- ship which had been brought about by Glaucus’ slave Lucus who used to live near David’s hut. Neither did they believe in Jesus Christ’s teachings or miracles. When Glaucus had been treated by several learned Roman, Greek, Egyptian and numerous other physicians of great renown hut to no avail, he sent his slave, Lucus, who believed in Jesus Christ also to find David and bring him to him for David alone could sooth his troubled mind and aching body. At the same time that Lucus was setting out for the home of David, David was running very rapidly in the direction of the home of the Roman governor to tell Glaucus that Jesus of Nazareth was but five miles away, just think of it! He would never be any nearer to them than that and David had a plan. But let us return to the poor little rich boy, Glaucus, on his embroidered, bejeweled lounge tossing with pain. After Lucus had gone. Glaucus was more alone than before for there was not a person in the house of the governor with whom to talk. His father, mother, sister Cornelia and all the servants had taken a trip into Greece to pay a visit to the great Caesar who was staying there with people such as Petronius, Vinicius, Tigellinus and many others of those historic times. While he lay there very weak and extremely alone with his aching limbs and sharp pains nearly tearing him from his lounge, David en- tered and was surprised to see how badly his friend was really hurt (he had not seen Glaucus since he had been hurt because the governor had not allowed Glaucus to lie on the plaza, the accustomed meeting place.) Glaucus suddenly opening his eyes and seeing David standing be- fore him seized David and began to embrace him but David brushed him aside and told him to make haste and get upon his back. “But you are not strong enough to hold me and besides I am not able, you see, to get upon your back for I am very weak,” replied the astonished Glaucus. “You must,” commanded David, “For Jesus C hrist of Nazareth is but a few miles away and I am able to carry you. See how strong I am? Just look at that muscle! Come! Make haste!” Glaucus tried to raise himself but was un- able. He tried again and again and finally succeeded in raising himself to a sitting posture. He clasped his arms about the shepherd lad’s neck and held on as tightly as he could. David struggled under his heavy burden but plodded on and on. He had already covered two and a half miles. Just half the distance to be gone over! Although he was an extremely strong lad for his age he was beginning to get tired. Glaucus was now heavier for he had fallen asleep and was sleeping like a little baby without cares. David staggered onward and could finally see the hill upon which Jesus of Nazareth was standing and teaching the people and healing their sick and giving life to their dead loved ones. PAGE SEVENTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Upon reaching the edge of the large crowd, David could just make out the features of the Savior, Jesus Christ. This gave him new cour- age and strength which was but temporary. He no longer staggered but with head erect, shoul- ders back and chest out he made his way through the crowd which was becoming larger every moment and fell at the feet of Jesus. He didn’t have any more strength left to ask Jesus to cure Glaucus but Jesus didn’t need to be asked. With but a touch of the hand Jesus cured Glaucus, the boy whom all doctors had pronounced incurable. Overjoyed at finding himself whole and strong once more, Glaucus jumped up, thanked Jesus and told Him that he would always love Him and he would become a doer and not a hearer only. Upon returning, Glaucus ran to his father who had just returned with his family and servants and told his amazed father how Jesus had cured him. “And this is my friend, father, who not only taught me to have faith in Jesus but also car- ried me to Him for about five or six miles,” said Glaucus who was now very willing to introduce David to his father who admired heroes. “Well, my lad, have you a father and a mother?” asked the governor Chilo. “Yes, sir, I have a father but my dear mother died when I was but twelve years old,” an- swered David bowing very low and speaking in a humble voice as was the custom of lessors answering their betters. “None of that bowing, my boy,” said Chilo “for from now on you will enjoy the same rights as my son, Glaucus. But let us make haste to this Jesus and bring him here for there is great need of him here. I shall give him a grand palace and lie shall want nothing.” “I am sorry, sir, but Jesus of Nazareth won’t come for he is needed elsewhere. He is not able to come here I am sure,” spoke David who had heard many people offering Jesus a fine home and great riches to which people Jesus merely replied saying that they should give their riches to the poor and needy. David and his father came to live with Glau- cus, and David finally married Cornelia, Glau- cus’ lovely sister. The two families, the shep- herd’s and the governor’s, lived together and were ardent followers of Jesus Christ. Marie Goetchius, June ’30. IN THE ABYSS The lieutenant stood in front of the steel sphere and said, “What do you think of it, Stevens?” “It’s an idea,” said Stevens. “I believe it will smash flat,” said the lieu- tenant. “He seems to have figured it out very well,” said Stevens. “But think of the pressure down there, seven and a half tons to the square inch; it will surely crush in the sphere and the water will shoot in like a bullet and crush him as flat as a pancake,” said the lieutenant. What a wonderful imagination you have,” said Stevens. The object of the conversation was a huge round ball about nine feet in diameter. It was held in place in a sling which was to be thrown over board as the ship got farther out. In two places were two large, thick glass windows. The inside of the sphere was covered and padded with cushions. “Having a look at the marvel of the age?” said Elstead. “There is the machine in which I intend to go down to the bottom of the sea five miles below here. After I am swung out over the surface with all those big lead sinkers slung under me, the top lead has a roller carry- ing a hundred fathoms of strong cord rolled up. Through each of these leads is a hole and an iron rod will run through each and project six feet on the lower side. If that rod is jammed from below it knocks up a lever and sets the clockwork in motion at the side of the cylinder on which the cords wind. The sphere is lowered into the water and the cord runs out. When I hit the bottom the clockwork starts and the cord is wound up on the reel. I shall stay down there for a half hour; then the clockwork will release a knife and the cord will be cut and I shall rush up to the surface again like a bubble!” They swung Elstead over the side at eleven o’clock and watched him disappear into the depths. Then the steamer slowly moved away to a spot a mile away, so when Elstead came to the surface it would not collide with the ship. The steamer having waited forty' minutes with growing impatience and anxiety, decided to make a night of it. After waiting more than three hours, the men on board the ship began to give up all hope for him. Just then they saw a small round ob- ject shoot noisily up into sky and then gently fall back into the sea. They at once set out to search for him and found him at sunrise. It was not until a week after that he was able to tell of his experiences. What follows is the narrative of his experience. PAGE EIGHTEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192 “After getting used to the tumble sensation of falling I noticed that I was perspiring and kept hearing a buzzing noise, which kept getting louder and louder and I saw a number of bub- bles rush past the window in a fan shape. Steam! Then I thought what would happen when the window crashed from the heat. As I was worrying I felt a jar and knew that I had reached the bottom. After switching on the out- side light I was able to observe the fish in the water. Soon I saw approaching a figure that looked somewhat like a human being. As he came nearer I noticed that he was a strange vertebrated animal walking upright on two frog-like legs. His head was something like a chameleon in shape, with two large protruding eyes, two antennae in place of ears and a horny beak in place of a mouth. Soon some more of these creatures came and started to drag the globe along the bottom. I saw them hammering upon the metal ease containing the clockwork. If that was tampered with I could never rise to the surface. Soon I was brought inside of the large array of build- ings which I suppose this people lived in. I was then dropped through the roof of a large building. Imagine my astonishment at seeing an immense crowd of these people down on their knees before me, apparently worshipping me as a god. After about twelve hours of this, the cord by being rubbed against the edge of the altar, snapped and I immediately began to rise to the surface. I traveled upward at a great rate of speed. The glass windows grew terribly hot and then suddenly a wheel seemed to snap in my head and I remember nothing else until I heard the doctor’s voice in the captain’s cabin. S. Luques, Feb. ’29. THE JUDGES The good ship “Richard” dropped anchor one pleasant morning in the year 1661 in the har- bor of New Haven. A boat was quickly lowered over the side, and made for the shore on which were congregated a sombrely-clad throng of people. As soon as the boat touched the dock a man, apparently the captain of the vessel, sprang out. He demanded the whereabouts of the Reverend Mr. Davenport. “I have important business that demands im- mediate attention.” “I will guide you to his place of residence,” said a quite distinguished looking man. The two set out together, and were not long in reaching their destination. Not a word was exchanged between them. The Puritan showed no curiosity, and the captain, naturally talk- ative, was overawed by his companion’s stern manner. To the minister the sailor gave a deep bow, and then he fished a letter bearing a great seal from his pocket. The pastor glanced at the letter hastily, and bis countenance paled perceptibly. The other hastened to his side. “Read, read, brother,” he cried, thrusting the letter into his friend’s hand. “Surely it is not possible that the Stuart has returned to England!” “Thus the letter says. Brother Davenport, and these two men who sat in an impartial court of justice have been obliged to flee their native land.” “They are welcome to this colony of New Haven, whither they have come thru the work ings of Heaven. Shall any man ask shelter of us, and ask in vain. Nay, I myself will go down to the pier to greet them.” Two weeks later a company of about half a dozen men, the elders of the church, sat around the pine table of Mr. Fairlea, deacon in the church at New Haven. The tallow candles on the table spluttered and smoked, picking out Mrs. Fairlea’s few treasured bits of pewter, shining like silver. The furniture in the room threw out grotesque shadows, and the wavering flame of candle and hearthfire seemed to accen- tuate some one characteristic on each man’s face. There was the minister dressed in such dead black that he seemed but a head set in a broad, stiff, white collar. His features, stern and cold, told his profession at once. Opposite him sat two men clothed much alike in tight fitting russet coats with the hilts of their swords ap- pearing now and again above the table as they moved in the chairs. The one nearest the light, Goffe, was speaking. “And so this ship that cast anchor at eventide in the port bears without doubt officers sent to arrest us, for we just es- caped in England, and our destination was dis- PAGE NINETEEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 covered. Therefore we have decided to take counsel this night as to what must be done. George, (and he turned slightly toward his companion, a large man with florid features), and 1 have decided to rest upon your judgment. Speak, gentlemen.” No one, however, had a practical suggestion, and at last he turned impatiently to the minis- ter, who had remained quiet. “And you?” he cried. The minister shook his head. “We may be able to conceal you in our houses, but still if we were betrayed—” he paused, and then his face brightened. “At least you are safe for the moment,” he cried. “Tomorrow is Sunday. We are forbidden by the law of the colony to per- form menial work on the Sabbath, and therefore no one can row in from the ship. We have one more day.” Next morning Mr. Davenport mounted the pulpit, and after sweeping his stern glance over the congregation he gave out the text for the morning: Isaiah XVI. 3-4: “Hide the outcast; betray not the fugitives. Let mine outcasts dwell with thee—” The congregation sat stiff-backed throughout the sermon. They understood just whom the min- ister meant loosely hidden in the guise of Satan, and they knew who were “the avenging swords of Jehovah.” As Deacon Fairlea left the church he lifted his eyes up to the massive cliff called West Rock that loomed over the town. A sudden thought struck him and turning back, to the astonish- ment of both wife and daughter, he committed the unpardonable sin of running on the Sabbath. The Reverend Davenport, leaving the church, beheld with amazement and anger the approach of his deacon. “Deacon Fairlea,” he said in the iciest of tones, “what means this unseemly—” “Oh,” cried the puffing deacon, “the—cave, the cave—on the rock—the judges—I—” He pulled himself up before the preacher, who looked at him with dawning apprehension. “The cave—the judges. I understand. Come, let us make haste,” and he hurried to his home. Meanwhile, in the ship’s cabin, around a table sat the king’s commissioners. “You know,” said one, as he filled his glass with Madeira vintage '49, “I don’t like the idea of waiting here. Why not go ashore? This is the reign of King Charles, not “Old Noll.” “Well,” said the other, “rest assured. What could they do for those regicides, anyway? If they hid them in their homes, we would find them easily. If they went back into the woods they’d get scalped, and if they went to some other colony they’d get arrested, because all the colonies are being watched just to make sure. To go on Sunday would only make more ill will. Besides it’s comfortable here. If we landed they’d make us listen to a couple of those four- hour sermons.” And Lee allowed his glance to wander around the cozy cabin and then back to his glass half full of sparkling Madeira. “Here we stay,” he decided. “You are my supe- rior, but—” At dusk while the people were gathered in church, before Deacon Fairlea’s house appeared a group of four persons. The two judges, a young man, and a girl. The last two bore several large bundles. “There is but one path up the rock, Reverend Sirs,” said the girl, and few know of it. It is covered by bushes and trees the whole way. There is no danger of being seen even in day- light.” “Then let us start at once,” said Whalley, “a misstep on the rock, and—” he shuddered. Within the cave on top of the rock the two young people lingered to kindle a fire and to make the gloomy pile of rocks as comfortable as possible. “One of us will return as soon as we may,” said the girl. The two nodded and went outside with them. They stood there in the entrance of a cave and watched ’til darkness enveloped the others. The next day the king’s officers landed on the pier. There stood Deacon Fairlea. “In the King’s Name,” said the officer, drawing forth a paper from his pocket and approaching the Deacon. “The way to the home of Mr. Daven- port.” “I will bring you thither.” Before the minister’s house the man broke the seals of the paper and read the proclama- tion to the effect that the men, namely William Goffe and Edward Whalley, who did pass sen- tence on the fate of Charles I, King of England, Scotland and Wales, were traitors, and as such should and must be delivered up to justice, and whosoever gave them food or shelter was a traitor. The reader looked up into the calm face of the minister. “Can you tell me the whereabouts of these traitors?” he finally said. “You may search the houses of the town,” said the minister. “But those men are not therein.” The officer smiled to himself and gave his or- ders. But when, after careful search, nothing was found he began to bluster and threaten. “I do not choose to listen to such words,” said the minister. “Deacon, escort this man out.” And somehow or other he found himself in the street. Eleanor Pedersen, June ’28. PAGE TWENTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192(4 SAD LITTLE LAKE Sad little lake, let us be friends! I too am desolate; I too would fain around thy bends, In silence meditate. Why are thy waters calm and still. Admiring the blue sky. Where shining cloudlets, like thy rill, Are drifting softly by? Thou art my friend, O little mere, To help me in my woes; At sight of your deep rill so clear, With it my trouble goes. Henry Eoarian, June ’28. IF WINTER COMES What will you do, little bird, If winter comes unseen, unheard? Cold and bleak the frost tries best To kill your fledglings in their nest? What will you do, trees so tall, If winter comes along with fall? Will you stand and sadly weep While fiercely round you cold winds sweep? What will you do pretty flower, If winter comes, so mean and dour? Will you droop and die away Or will you live until next May? Howard Kelley, June ’28. THE LONE LEAF A lone leaf now remains At the crest of the poplar. Forsaken by its comrades. It quivers with the winds And is bowed by the rains; But yet it is unconquered. Martha Scacciaferro, Feb. ’28. THE NANCY LEE Proudly rode the gallant clipper, O’er the raging main. Winds were howling round about her. Thru the storm she came. Great white sheet of canvas spreading. Caught the furious gale, .Sailors working with the rigging. Tried to save the sail. So the tempest in its fierceness Capped the billows white, Lightning flashing thru the darkness Showed the furious night. Oft the turbulent heavens echoed With the thunders’ peal And the storm tossed vessel shuddered Righting to her keel. All night long she battled onward, Plunging thru the sea. Till at length she turned her homeward Stalwart ship was she! Verna Smith, June ’28. NATURES MUSIC A crash and roar of waves at night Sounds like earth’s mightiest chords A bird on high with song so bright Sweet melody affords. The wind that whispers in the trees, The swiftly running brooks. These add such lovely harmonies, In all earth’s shady nooks. E. Gemeinhardt, June ’28. PAGE TWENTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 A LITTLE CHIPPY Little chippy in that tree, What’s your thought of me? Don’t you think the folk down here Act so very queer? People get so sad and blue And forget to grin. Don’t they know that all to do Is buck up and win? Betty Voolar, June ’28. SUNSET AND MOON RISE A brilliant sun In the gaudy sky, A brilliant sun Knowing its end is nigh, A brilliant sun Sinking slowly down Glares with a tiery frown. For a full white moon With a ghastly face, A full white moon With a sly grimace, A full white moon In the shadowy sky Will conquer, by and by. The brilliant sun. Nearly vanished quite, (For the brilliant sun Cannot rule at night,) The brilliant sun In its beaten dread Turns the heavens to vivid red. The white moon jeers At the furious sun. The white moon jeers And enjoys the fun. The white moon rises now more high In the shadowy, buried sky. The sun dies out In a vast cloud spray. The sun dies out With the dying day The sun dies out in an angry glow. For it hates to have to go. The full white moon Victorious The full white moon In the darkness clear Shedding a soft and silvery light. Starts its journey thru the night. Dorothy Kkouse, June '29. THE RIVER AT NIGHT The sky though overcast with clouds That hide the silv’rv moon like shrouds. With shadowed moonlight is a-glow; Each wavelet of the river shines. And through the branches of the pines, And birches, breezes gently blow. The waters smoothly onward flow. And mong the reeds that in them grow. They ripple tones of music clear; From o’er the hills and fields of wheat. Comes flowers’ fragrance, soft and sweet. Some silent night bird hovers near. Above the stream and nearby hill A lonely star gleams, bright and still. And gazes on its own reflection; Man fails to note this spot of joys. So far is it from cities noise. For Nature’s folk, ’tis God’s selection. Dorothy Smith, June ’28. AUTUMN LEAVES Swirling fantastically to the ground Like dryads clad in bright hues, The autumn leaves fall. Dancing merrily to their death. To their resting places on the earth The autumn leaves fall. Soon the trees, once laden with Color, will be barren; as The autumn leaves fall. Soon the spirits of Indian summer Will fade and as the wind blows The autumn leaves fall. Martha Scacciaeerro, Feb. ’28. PAGE TWENTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 AI.I. ALONE I Who’s that knocking at my door? Does it come from ’neath the floor? Someone at my window pane? Gee! I’m home alone again. II Who’s that tapping on my wall? Does it come from in the hall? Did I hear it call my name? Gee! I’m home alone again. Adeline Mair, June ’28. SMILE OR FROWN A face of sunshine, joy and bliss, Is what your friends will always miss, A face of frowns, of tears, or care. Makes all our lives so hard to bear. If when you walk upon the street. You smile at every one you meet, ’Tis then that you have done your best, ’Tis then that you have stood the test. So always try your best to smile You’ll always find it worth your while. For pearls are all too rich and rare. Rut smiles with others you can share. THE BROKEN TEMPLE It rose a massive temple, haughty, high, and grand, Whose spires seemed to pierce the realms of the sky; Its windows shone like diamonds from afar. Like stars from out the mysteries of the night. ’Twas built by one who worshipped only it, The beauty of its lofty height and breadth. It honoured no great purpose, no great name, ’Twas only built for him whose fancy wished. No temple thus conceived could ever last. For man alone cannot his will control. So from its haughty heights the temple fell And crumbled, meek and low into the dust. Then he who built the temple viewed the ruins And from them heard a voice which seemed to say: “That which vain fancy builds, can never last” The man looked on the crumbled pile of stones. And thought to what vain cause they had been used. As but a stone idol the answer came, So from the temple’s ruins he took his goods. Then built another temple greater still, This temple stood and battered every wind, Because this one he built with a purpose For it was built to guide the way-worn man Who passed to see its windows glow with lights. And see its doors swing wide to welcome in Any, who would its free comfort partake. Ellf.n Phillips, June ’30. Henry F.gahian, June ’28. PAGE TWENTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON H GH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 MORNING LIFE I gazed into the sky at morn When life holds nothing Its splendors spread for me Skies are gray With fleecy cloudlets floating ’round Seems naught but sorrow As waves upon a sea. Comes your way The sky was such a color bright You spend your time, you That artists love to paint Idly fret It looked to me so heavenly Upon the hard luck Without a speck or taint. That you get. The morning sun had risen high But should you pause and With golden beams so bright Think awhile It seemed to me that I on earth You’ll And your life is Would shout from pure delight Worth the trial. The robins sang in treetops high. So play your game and With joy their morning song Try to win A body who was very sad Now set your teeth and Could not be sad for long. Wear a grin. For it was morning down on earth See now you’ve started With dew o’er all the grass In anew That morning sent a happy thought Just watch those gray skies To me a carefree lass. Turn to blue. Mary Petrusha, June '28. M. Levine, June ’28. LIGHTS I love the silent countryside When shades of evening fall And high upon the green hillside I hear the night bird call. A million stars awake from sleep There are some things which are worth any cost; but above them all I value consciousness They dot the summer skv. Over the trees the moon doth creep of manly life; and the arts form a part of this In silence passes by. at least. —William Morris From some old farmhouse on the hill A candle throws its beam The humble night is dark and still, While I sit here and dream. Evelyn Erler, June ’28. PAGE TWENTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHODI FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE TWENTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CI.IFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 CHRONOLOGY September 0—December 13 Sept. 6—Students, and also Seniors, returned joyfully (?) to pursue their studies for the new term. Sept. 12—Beef, brawn, brains and backbone were all the order of the day when Coach Donnelly called out candidates for the mauling squad, i. e., the foot- ball team. Oct. 1—The team started the season with its first and only victory, defeating West New York. 19-7. Oet. 5—The entire student body assembled to hear a few remarks from the vice- president of the Board of Education, Col. J. H. Adamson. Oet. 8—Dover specialized in left hooks, while our boys stuck to straight jabs to the body in a fierce slugging match which finally ended in a no-score draw. Oct. 11—Columbus Day was celebrated with appropriate exercises in the auditor- ium. Oct. 15—The team suffered its first defeat at the hands of Rumana, Steiker Co., of Eastside, Paterson, 7-0. Oct. 22—Several poor decisions forced the squad to take home the short end of a 2-0 verdict at the hands of Garfield. Oet. 26—Miss Chanilas once more entertained the students with one of her illustrat- ed lectures. Oct. 27—The Wild West was present at the school in the form of El Comancho, wdio told of his boyhood days. Oct. 28— The mathematics students were intro- duced into the mysteries of the slide rule by Miss Brown. Oct. 28—“And a good time was had by all.” The 3-2 class held the annual Hal- lowe’en Dance in the gym in the eve- ning. A great success! Oct. 29—Another defeat 1 This time Battin was the victor, 19-6. Oct. 31—The 4-1 class kept pace with the en- terprising 3-2 class by bolding a Hal- lowe’en Social in the gym in the afternoon. Nov. 5—Union Hill ran off with everything but the goal posts and the timekeep- er’s watch—also taking with them twenty-four points which our boys tried hard to keep to themselves. Nov. 8—At the special invitation of the Pas- saic Athletic Association, the entire football squad attended the Passaic- Central game in the new stadium. Nov. 9—Armistice Day was observed with fit- ting exercises. Students from the dif- ferent classes participated. Nov. 12—Anxious (?) to keep up its losing streak, the team allowed a much weaker Paterson Central eleven to trot off with its first victory in two years by a 2-0 score. Nov. 15—The squad, this time paying its own way, journeyed to Paterson to see the Passaic-Eastside game, which the Woolen City lads won easily, 18-0. Nov. 18—The greatest social event of the school year, the Junior Prom, was held with its usual success by the combined junior classes. Nov. 19—“Breaks make the game.” Our boys found that out against Passaic when two successive breaks in the second quarter were enough to give Passaic the big end of a 13-0 score. PAGE TWENTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192« Nov. 22—(Just a reimniscence.) “Five years ago today, the Clifton Higli School football eleven, after concluding an undefeated season, claimed the State championship.” (From files of Pas- saic Daily Herald.) Nov. 23—The students took entire possession of the assembly and observed Thanksgiving Day appropriately. Nov. 26—Our boys, apparently not over the effects of the Thanksgiving dinner, presented Belleville with six cute points right in the beginning of the game and were careful not to take them back during the remainder of the contest. Dec. 1-2—The Senior 4-2 class presented “The Whole Town’s Talking,” before large audiences. Dec. 8-9-10—The funds which had been worked for during two and one-lialf years were quickly god rid of in three days when the graduating class journeyed to Washington, D. C., at the express wish of the president — of the class. Dec. 13—Elementary chorus was held in the auditorium under the leadership of Prof. Dykema, of Teacher’s College, Columbia University. THE BULLETIN BOARD The Current Events Club cordially invites all those interested in topics of universal interest to attend its meetings in Room 108. Dear Students: “Just a line to let you know that” the Debating Club meets on alternate Thursdays in 103. Vive le cercle francais! The French Club has reorganized. If you want to have a good time watch for meeting notices. El Circulo Espanol continues to delight its members with its famed plays. A Latin Club has been organized but it has not made much noise. What? Louder, we can’t hear you, Latin Club. Dramatic Club—where art thou ? C’mon, you bashful thespians, get busy, reorganize and let’s hear from you. At the beginning of the school year, a Gen- eral Organization was formed. Its members are, approximately, forty-four in number—one rep- resentative from each section room. Yea, Clifton! In conjunction with the formation of the G. O., a section student government council has been formed. Each section has five officers: a captain, an aide, a personality leader, a secre- tary, and an inspector. Senior Chorus is held at 2:15 sharp (?) on Wednesdays. The 4-2’s are busy learning songs for Com- mencement, but time is always found for a good time. Martha Scacciaferro, Feb. ’28. Every Wednesday morning they’re ready and it means staying until after four o’clock on Mondays. Our thanks and congratulations, Mr. Derr and members of the orchestra. We have enjoyed your fine work throughout the term. Have you noticed our Alumni Association? It is certainly growing up. Thanks to the promise of it, the sting of parting is taken out of grad- uation. Is there anything you want to know about Latin, “Trig” or any of that deep stuff? Just ask Helen Hopkins, star of the 4-1’s. We’ll guarantee you won’t go wrong. Cooperation—where have I heard that word? What does it mean ? Ah yes! That’s what Hamersma and Ackerman do, when reciting in 4-1 History class. Can he recite—boy! and he sure can manage the 1-1 History class for Miss Hill. Yes, you guessed it right, his name is Henry Egarian. THE GENERAL ASSEMBLIES How much pleasure we have gained from our assemblies every Wednesday morning! The pro- grams and the method of conducting them have much interest for us. Every week a different class is represented and a fine program set be- fore us. There is usually a fine speaker. Then too, the commendable work of the orchestra al- ways adds to our enjoyment. These assemblies present an opportunity to the students to gain experience and confidence in appearing in public. They give to the var- ious organizations a chance to present their notices or to advertise games, dances, etc. Last- ly, they foster school spirit. Let us show our appreciation to Mr. Nutt for these assemblies by giving our best attention to each one and by maintaining silence and order. R. Hornby. GENERAL ORGANIZATION We have in our school this year, for the first time, a Government Organization consisting of one student from each section room. This body of representatives, each of whom has been elect- ed by his fellow students, meets under Mr. Nutt’s supervision. The president is Wilbur Ackerman; the vice president, Grace Atkins; and the secretary, Dorothy Lennon. The G. O. has a very promising future before it. It is the one organization that wholly repre- sents the students. Though as yet this club is very young, its progress has been marked. Through it the teacher has been relieved of a great deal of work. In the beginning of the term, the G. O. took full responsibility of an PAGE TWENTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 election which was held for the Athletic Coun- cil. Later, each member held, in his own section room, an election for a captain, to take charge of the order of the room, a captain’s aide, and an inspector. By just looking around, one may easily see how our school has been systematized into a well-run organization, as every up-to- date. modern school should be. D. Lennon, Secretary. HISTORY OF 4-1 CLASS Three and a half years ago—to be exact, in September. 1924—the June class of 1928 en- tered Clifton High School as Freshmen. As in the case of most classes there were few activities until the organization in September, 1926, the first half of our third year. This organization resulted in a fine large class of students, over one hundred in number. We chose as our President, Franklin Cross; our Vice-President, Stephen Weiss; Secretary, Dorothy Smith; and Treasurer. Helen Hopkins. We were then ready to function as a class, under the leadership of our officers, and the guidance of our capable class sponsors, Miss Clough and Mrs. Dowd. During our first year as an organized class several noteworthy events occurred which speedily put our treasury on its feet and created a social bond among the members of the class. The first of these was the Hallowe’en Dance, held on October 29, in the gym, which was taste- fully decorated for the occasion. The second was the Junior Prom, which was held, in con- junction with the 3-2 class, on December 17. The class was afterwards congratulated for hav- ing given one of the most successful Proms in the history of the school. It was also during this time that we decided upon our class colors, blue and white winning by a large majority. Thus encouraged, we entered the second half of our third year. The 3-2 term was marked by several important occurrences. The sale of base- ball pins, and a cake sale benefited the class financially. At the close of our first year the treasurer’s report revealed to us just how well our efforts had been rewarded. With renewed enthusiasm the class reorgan- ized in its fourth year. The officers at present are: President, Stephen Weiss; Vice-President, Grace Atkins; Secretary, Dorothy Smith; and Treasurer, Helen Hopkins. Lotsie Szalay se- cured the additional office of Sargeant-at-Arms. The first event of importance was the sale of the very attractive rooters’ megaphones to be used at the football games. On October 31, a Social Hour was held by the members of the class. Dancing was enjoyed, entertainment pro- vided by Henry Egarian and Jacob Kulik. Up to the present time, we have been gratified by the results of our endeavors, and hope for suc- cess in our 4-2 term, at the same time extending our best wishes for success to the classes which follow us. D. S., June ’28. A PAGE FROM A 4-1’s DIARY Monday, October 31. 1927. Good day. Diary, what do you think of our class? Rising in the social world is correct. The members of the class held a little social this afternoon after 2:15 in the gym which Mr. Nutt graciously allowed us to use, and did we have a good time? Well. I should say! Jacob Kulik rendered two vocal selections entitled “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” and “Behind Clarissa.” He was accompanied on the piano bv Elinor Draper. Henry Egarian fav- ored us with a recitation which we found very amusing; but what else could it be if Henry did it? August Ferseh, Eugene Czaplicki, and Stew- art Lucas—later William Hiemstra, John Mul- der, and Lester Cooper—very kindly offered their services on the piano, violin, and saxa- phone. We certainly feel very grateful to them. To break the monotony of the dancing, the members of the committee—Ruth Hornby, Ade- line Mair, Maisy Levine, and Aldo Sala—held an elimination dance for which prizes were awarded. This hopping good time was ended with a “John Paul Jones” which was certainly the most fun of all. Well, here’s hoping this won’t be the last. Adios! M. J., June ’28. 3-2 CLASS NOTES Officers Aubrey Gies.........................President Stewart Lucques................Vice-President Sophie Weiner.......................Secretary Evelyn McIntosh.....................Treasurer The class colors are green and white. The first activity of the term was the Hal- lowe’en Dance held on the evening of October 28, 1927, in the school gymnasium, which was transformed into a fitting meeting place for witches, fuiries and goblins amid jack o’lan- terns, cornstalks and gay autumn leaves. In one corner, Allie Nieland built a little tent for the gypsy fortune teller who amused the guests by telling their fortunes and misfortunes. She was introduced to the company of merry-makers by David Kereheskv who bids fair to become a famous public speaker in his day. Through the courtesy of Mr. Rosenfelt and the Physics Club many jack o’lanterns were placed around the orchestra, lending a wierd aspect to the scene. About eighty couples enjoyed themselves danc- ing to the merry strains of the Clifton De Molay Orchestra. Refreshments were served and elev- en forty-five came all too soon. Sophie Wf.iner, Secretary. PAGE TWENTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 3-1’s The first meeting of the 3-1’s was held in September under the sponsorship of Miss Hag- meier and Mrs. Anderegg. The following offic- ers were elected: Ernie Wolstenholme, presi- dent; Dot Lennon, vice-president; Stanley Wat- son, secretary; Malloy, treasurer, and Mary Shupik, class historian. It was decided to have a meeting every other Tuesday and on any special occasion. A Ways and Means Club was organized for the purpose of raising money. The following were elected: Jacquelyn Erins, chair- man, Lillian Murphy, Kitty Dietz, Wm. Ben- kendorf and Philip Ruben. At our next meet- ing, held in November, the fervent discussion of the class colors resulted in the choice of Nile green and silver. Hurried preparations were made for our first social event, the Junior Prom, held on Nov. 18. This proved to be a great social success. The Ways and Means Club finally decided on selling school pins to raise money. These pins found a ready market in all our section rooms. A cake sale was held in the cooking room on Friday, Dec. 16. Mary Shupik, Hist. SECTION ROOM SPIRIT A rather unique program has been instituted in Section Room 304 by the General Organiza- tion Committee under the direction of Miss Clarkson. In an effort to stop the tardiness a new schedule was followed out during the morn- ing exercises. In order to give them training for the assemblies, the girls are given turns in reading the Bible and leading the flag salute. As this takes but two minutes, we devote the other three to Section Room talent. The girls bring their ukes and banjoes and while some play the instruments the rest of us sing. We are also practising the school cheers, led by our cheer leader, Anna Van Leeuwen, who hails from this section room. A General Organization rally was held and the members of the committee spoke to the girls on school and section room spirit. We also discuss the subjects that are brought up in the auditorium. By arousing school spirit the girls take a keener interest in sports of the school. The result of this has been surprising. The girls are making an effort to get here on time and their efforts have been rewarded. A keener interest is being taken in school affairs and the girls are displaying an exceptionally good amount of section room talent. Lillian Murphy, General Organisation Rep. Anna Van Leeuwen, Personality Leader. Catherine Deitz, Captain. Maude Kendall, Aide. Dorothy Krouse, Inspector. THE DEBATING CLUB The Debating Club, one of the most active clubs of Clifton High School, held its first meet- ing during the month of September. The offic- ers elected were: Helen Okonowskv, President; Sylvia Weiss, Vice President; and Louis I.. I.ei- bowitz, Secretary. These officers will serve un- til February, when the next election of officers will take place. The high standard which our club has at- tained is due to the untiring efforts of Miss Merrev and Miss Morrell who have been the sponsors of the club since it organized a year ago. This year, to this staff of able sponsors was added Mr. Richards. The purpose of this club is to develop our power of public speaking and debating and also enlarge our fund of general intelligence. Meet- ings are held every two weeks on Thursday, a debate being held at every other meeting. Thus far the club has had but two debates. The first of these was debated by Sylvia Weiss, Bess Lev- ine and Louis I,. Leibowitz on the affirmative, and Dorothy I.ennon, Theodore Kulik and Thomas Reilly on the negative. The topic for this debate was, “Resolved: That the U. S. con- trol trans-Atlantic flights.” Thomas Reilly took the rebuttal for the negative and Louis Leibo- witz took the rebuttal for the affirmative. The judges for this debate were Miss Morrell, Mrs. Anderegg and Mr. Richards. The affirmative won. The second topic for debate was, “Re- solved: That Capital Punishment should be abolished.” Those on the affirmative were Hel- en Jacobs, Evelyn Halpern, and Edward Leibo- witz, while those on the negative were Herman Stern, Helen Vnuk and Gerard Kerkley. The judges were Bess Levine, Thomas Reilly, and Erich Schoeppe. The negative won. At the time this article is being written the whole club is eagerly anticipating a debate which will be held in the auditorium at one of the morning assemblies. The topic for this de- bate is, “Resolved: That final examinations should be abolished.” Helen Okonowskv', Sylvia W eiss and I.ouis L. Leibowitz will debate the affirmative side of this topic, while Dorothy Lennon, Lillian Murphy, and Thomas Reilly will debate the negative side of this topic. We wish to express our thanks and apprecia- tion to our Principal, Mr. Nutt, for granting us permission to hold this debate in the auditorium. We extend our heartiest welcome to all stu- dents who desire to join the Debating Club, and we hope that the future members will help us carry on this work. As we all know, the future looks brighter than the past, and we, of the debating club, see ahead of us fields of ex- perience and knowledge through which we must make our way before we can raise our heads and PAGE TWENTY-NINE THE HE FLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 say to the world that we have attained a very high degree of experience and knowledge in de- bating. Louis L. Leibowitz, ’30, Secretary. WHERE? WHAT? WHY? If you would be real up-to-date Come to Room 108 The Current Events Club there you’ll find Each member with an active mind. Talking of subjects important just now Such as, “Who will take next the President’s vow r They talk of the problems of everyday life, And also of wars and vict’ries and strife. Oh ! you can depend upon my honest word (For I have been there and I know what I’ve heard) That if you come out you’ll have loads of fun And you’ll know everything of importance that’s done. No more betraying, blank looks on your face, Nor wondering, “Sav, just where is that place?” Our meeting shall be just one grand race To see who knows most about Current Events. Marie Smith, June ’28. HI-Y NOTES After many futile attempts, the Clifton Hi-Y Club finally met at the Passaic Y. M. C. A. for the first time this term on Thursday evening. November 17, 1927, for reorganization. The meeting opened very enthusiastically with an unusually large attendance. The election of officers was the first subject brought before the members. The officers elect- ed are: Wilbur Ackerman.......................President Donald Berry.....................Vice President Emil Vanecek...........Secretary and Treasurer President Ackerman appointed the following committee to draw up a program for each meet- ing: Chairman, Evert Anderson, Steven Weiss, Wynant Moorman, and Aldo Sala. Anderson addressed the members, urging them to become better acquainted with each other, and to think over plans and suggestions for making the meetings interesting. Mr. Richards, the sponsor, and a member of the Clifton High School faculty, also addressed the gathering on the purpose of the club. The real purpose of this club is “To create, maintain, and extend throughout the school and community, high standards of Christian Charac- ter.” Its slogan is “Clean living, clean speech, clean sport, and clean scholarship.” It stands for Christian Character, and not creed. Every boy who wants to stand for the best things should join and thus lend his support in the elimination of the worst and cultivation of the best in school and community life.” E. J. Vanecek, June ’28. Sec’y and Treas. THE FRENCH CLUB Due to the difficulties which we have met in setting a definite day for our meetings we have been rather late in organizing our club. The first meeting of the French Club was held on November 21. The purpose of this first meeting was to choose the officers of the club. The officers of the club are the following: Mary Looss............................President Helen Hopkins....................Vice President Anna Grazioso.........................Secretary Hortense Stevens......................Librarian Mary Valenti...........................Musician Plans for the next meeting are being made by the officers of the club. We, members of the club, fully appreciate the work done by our director. Miss Vorratli. Anna Grazioso, June ’28. OUR LATIN CLUB Among the new clubs that have made their appearance in Clifton High School during the past term is the Latin Club, sponsored by Miss Howard. This club was organized on Septem- ber 21, the following officers being elected: Miss Alba Belli, president; John Pivornik, vice presi- dent; Helen Okrent, secretary; Olindu Buf- fone, treasurer. The club meets on the third Wednesday of each month in room 205. page thirty THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 On October 19 the second meeting of the club was held. The members were entertained with a novel presentation of a debate on the proposi- tion. “Resolved: that it is worth while to study Latin in high school.” The debate was won by the affirmative side, who managed to prove their point by means of a playlet. John Kowalsky gave a brief speech for the affirmative side, and proceeded to prove his points with the play, which was under the di- rection of Miss Howard. The characters were Alba Belli, the mother; John Kowalsky, the father; Norma Lindquist, the daughter; and Michael Rappaport, the son. The theme of the play concerned the son who did not wish to study Latin in high school. His father agreed that he would not have to take Latin if he did not eat or use a single thing during that whole day which had a Latin name. The poor son could eat scarcely anything, and he certainly didn’t enjoy himself, for his older sister was continually reminding him about names derived from Latin. At last he gave it up and decided he would take Latin if he could only have a square meal. After this playlet, John Pivornik spoke for the negative side. The members of the club then voted, and the decision was in favor of the affirmative side. Disapproval of this was ex- pressed by groans from the boys. The next meeting of the I.atin Club was held on November 30, with several discussions on Roman life being given by different members. Margaret Ausden Bruch spoke about the gen- eral aspect of Rome; Olinda Buffone talked about Roman streets in general and told of a typical short street; and Mary Coen told of the shops, street shrines, and the fountains. We heard about the street crowds and the cosmopol- itan nature of Rome from Marie Petruschak, and Marie Goetschius pictured the procession attending great nobles. Helen Okrent discussed a multitude of things, while Anna Petrisin ex- plained the danger of being out at night and the discomforts of life in Rome. For the next meeting. Miss Howard suggested that songs be given in I.atin. EI. CIRCULO ESPANOT. El circulo espanol fue organizado en el mes de septiembre. Los siguientes fueron elegidos como ofieiales: presidente, la senorita Giacom- ini; vice presidente, el senor Kelly; secretario, el senor Fain, y tesorero, el senor Boyle. Hay ahora veinte y dos socios. Los impuestos son cinco centavos por cada persona. Adernas, el circulo se reune una vez por mes. A cada reunion se le pide al secretario que lea el acta de la sesion anterior y la presidente pide a los miembros si tienen observaciones. Enton- ces el secretario pasa la lista. Es costumbre responder con un proverbio en lugar de “pre- sente.” F,1 programa siempre abre con el cantar de “America” por los socios y las diversiones siguen. Durante la segunda reunion la president toco un disco de musica espanola. Una representa- cion dramatica fue presentada por los senores Ferseh, Szalay, y Romlein. El senor Fersch hizo el papel de un rico, llamado Desiderio; el senor Szalay como su servidor vivo, llamado Or- lando, y el senor Romlein su servidor perezoso, llamado Prudenciano. Orlando responde tan aprisa que casi todas las veces rompe algo y al contrario Prudenciano responde tan despacio que su amo teme volverse loco. Todos desem- panaron bien sus papeles y los socios gozaron con la pieza. A la proxima reunion se presentaran dos piezas. Una se llama “La Primera Disputa” y la otra El Joven Doctor Infortunado.” Al cuidado de la senorita Kehl, nuestra ma- drina, la pieza anterior ha tenido exito y esper- amos que las siguientes sean lo mismo. Ella hace lo posible para hacer las sesiones interesantes y nosotros le agradecemos mucho por esto. La senorita Giacomini ha tenido la bondad de, dar- nos sugestiones estimables. Reynold Fain, Secretario, June ’28. THE TRIAL OF FIRE On November second we had the pleasure of being entertained by a delightful and scientific play, given under the direction of Mr. Derr and Mr. D. Collester. The purpose of this play was to show the hazards and destructive force of fire. Freshmen students represented different fire hazards, such as, kerosene, rubbish, carelessness (who was the arch criminal), cigarette, match, and defective chimney. Each showed its helplessness in the prevention of fire; and its careless use by many slovenly and indifferent people was over empha- sized. Evert Anderson as the judge, and the court clerk, Mr. Damiano, most effectively created a solemn court atmosphere. The district attorney. Erwin Roedel. worded his accusation in a grave and stern tone that made the poor defendants feel mighty meek and small. The attorney for the defendants, Mr. Reilly, was vociferous and convincing in his plea. The jury was composed of able and judicious seniors. The court officer, with his long swinging ha- ton, gave much reason for fear. Mr. Careless- ness, who calls himself Mr. Pable, drew forth our genuine sympathy. Oh! how every sensi- tive person in that audience craved to save you, Mr. Carelessness, but you cannot deny that you are the direct cause of the loss of many lives and property. Mary Valenti, Feb. ’28. PAGE THIRTY-ONE THE KEF LECTO Fi CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 7he SEWING. DEPARTMENT SEWING DEPARTMENT n DOMESTIC SCIENCE My privilege is to write of the “joys” of learning to sew. Our sewing department is still young, having been organized for only two years. Still, in that time, 255 of us have dis- covered the delight of learning to make our own clothes. Before that time, at the beginning of each season when we passed through the stores and saw the myriads of beautiful fabrics and colors beckoning to us, we felt a pang of regret; here was a door of opportunity, but closed—to us. When the fashion magazines came out each month, how we did wish we might have some of the lovely gowns pictured! Again a door of opportunity, but closed—-to us. Then the sewing department was opened in our high school. Here was a chance to make wishes come true. Two hundred and fifty-five of us grasped our opportunity. We do not yet boast of gowns of “star shine and moon mist” but who knows what lovely things we may be fashioning in a few years to come! Then, too, the sewing itself is a pleasure. The pretty materials and colors are an inspiration to handle. Stitches and seams are not mere mechanical means to garment construction, but are the most fascinating steps in the creation of a lovely costume. Many think that this “creative art” is a par- ticular gift to some people — that there is a “knack” for sewing—that some people never have for learning to sew. It is hardly possible that there is an instinct for sewing. In most cases this “knack” comes about because one has been encouraged to learn while young—be- fore acquiring the fear that sewing is difficult. In olden days with stays and whalebone, and crinoline, sewing was an intricate, tedious, com- plicated process. Today, the art is very much simplified. Any girl with a little patience and a love for pretty things can make a dress as smart as she may wish. We take pride in our sewing. More—we take pride in wearing the dresses that are so truly ours. Lillian Murphy, June ’29. Balanced Diets We all know the old slogan, “An apple a day keeps the doctor away.” It was plain even in early days that bread alone was not the staff of life. Food experts and nutritionists have been making valuable contributions to the solution of the food question. If we have a high priced motor car, we are very careful to use the best of oils and gases, for we know what irreparable damage can be done by the wrong fuels. Human bodies are like the motor cars, in this respect. Give them the right kind of food and you have a splendid, alert, working body, ready for any emergency; give it poor food and you have a body on the par with a cheap, rattling “tin-can” that consumes gas and oil, and every now and then something goes wrong with it. Diabetic.and rheumatic cases are living ex- ponents of excessive sweets. Anaemia and un- derweights on the other hand show a lack of nourishing foods, such as fresh vegetables, cer- eals, fruits and milk. The right kind of food involves a knowledge of balanced diets. The necessity for iron and vitamins in our blood requires us to take at least one fresh or cooked vegetable daily. A quart of milk, any way preferred, cooked or raw, con- tains the lime which is essential to our bodies. We must avoid rich pastries. Sweets and meats must be taken in moderation. In place of sweets and pastries, fruits and plenty of fresh vegeta- bles may be eaten. If we would take more care of our diets this world would be a happier and healthier one. PAGE THIRTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE THIRTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 19 28 The Nobility of Clifton High School King Authority,............................Mr. Nutt King of Hearts,...............Mr. D. Collester Queen of Hearts,..........................Miss Clough King of “Clubs,”.................Mr. Donnelly Queen of “Clubs,”...............Mrs. Stackpole King of “Dumbells,”........................Mr. Claxton Queen of “Dumbells,”............Miss McFarren King of Math,.................Mr. H. Collester Queen Math,.....................Miss Hagmeier Prince Math,...............................Mr. Fenton King of Bookkeepers,.......................Mr. Nichols Queen of Bookkeepers,............Mrs. Hackett Princess of Bookkeepers,..................Miss Smith King of Lines and Spaces...................Mr. Derr Queen of Lines and Spaces,....Miss McQuillen Princess of Lines and Spaces, M iss Gemeinhardt King Democracy,..................Mr. Richards Queen Democracy,..........................Miss Hill Princess Democracy,.............Mrs. Anderegg Queen of Tempting Morsels,................Miss Morse Queen Capital,..................Miss C. Smith Queen Period,.............................Miss Kelly Queen Comma,....................Miss Clarkson Queen Colon,.....................Miss Morrell Queen Interrogative,......................Miss Hoffmeister Queen Sweetness,.................Miss Howard Queen of Thread and Needles,........Miss Beams Queen of Spain,...........................Miss Firman Princess Espanol,...............Miss Hoffman Queen of France,.................Miss Vorrath Princess of Paris,..............Miss Schuster Queen Shorthand,................Miss Renison Princess Shorthand,.............Miss Connolly Princess Arithmetic,............Miss Maberry King Science,..............................Mr. Baker M. G., '80. Who is the most popular teacher on the sec- ond floor? To whom do we go when we want information on Math., athletics, Virgil, the la- test best story, the romances of the gods and goddesses, or any other little bit?—You’ve guessed it! Mr. Collester, Sr. H. B. Hopkins. Miss Hill in 108 Never, never forgets her dates W’hether they are ancient or up-to-date. She teaches History She also teaches Democracy And she makes those Seniors stop to see If they really are so mighty. M. Goetschii's, June ’80. Did you ever see or hear Of a teacher to all so dear As Miss Howard in 205? Whenever you’re passing by, There’s always a smile so wide On the face of the teacher in 205. It’s Latin she does teach She makes it oh, so sweet To learn from that teacher in 205 ! Mr. Collester in 308 Teaches us Biology He teaches us so thoroughly That we don’t need any one else you see To teach us our Biology. M. Goetschius, June ’30. WHO? WHO? Who are very commendable? Our Junior Police. Who send us walking? Our Junior Police. And when in a hurry, The wrong way we turn Who sends us right back again And tells us to learn To just be more careful And watch where we go? This will bring order In passing we know So now I suggest Some long, loud cheers For our Junior Police Now, and in future years. M. JORLETT, ’28. PAGE THIRTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 THE A. B. C. OF C. H. S. A. For Mrs. Anderegg in 114, Who describes to us Historic scenes. B. For Mr. Baker, always reliant, When it comes to explanations of Science. C. For Miss Clarkson in 304, Who aids us in carrying on the Gram- mar war. D. For Mrs. Dowd in 208, Who tells us how our sentences to make. E. For the Eats, With which Miss Morse often treats. F. For Mr. Fenton in 207, Who teaches us our proposition 9 to 11. G. For Dot Greeves of the Cheering Squad, Who cheers and makes the fellows fight hard. H. For Miss Hagmeier in 213, Who teaches us what figures mean. I. For the marvelous Idyls read But which the English Students dread. J. For Marie Jorlett of the Senior Set, Who wields her “clubs” with heaps of pep. K. For Miss Kelly from No. 10, Who knows those Freshies from end to end. L. For Miss Lane in 113, Who teaches us the Bookkeeping scheme. M. For our Librarian, Miss Morrell, Who teaches how to correctly spell. N. For Mr. Nutt, Who wants law and order and nothing else but. O. For Mr. Olynik, Who plays with skill in the orchestra pit. P. For the Pupils of C. H. S., Of which there are over 1,000 left. Q. For the Questions asked on emams., Which frightened pupils read again and again. R. For Reflector, Our school news detector. S. For Miss Spinella in 203, Who teaches Latin to scholars “at sea.” T. F'or Kathleen Trecartin who attends every game, Whether the weather be sunshine or rain. U. For the Unruly who always regret, Wrhen the laws of their school they seem to forget. V. For Miss Vorrath, a teacher of French, Who has never been lacking in good taste or good sense. W. For Miss Weiss a Geometry Shark,” Who has never been caught in the dark net of doubt. X. For Xmas to all so dear, For it gives us the longest holiday in the whole year. Y. For “yellor”—a characteristic known, Never in Clifton High to roam. Z. For Mr. Zainblarshi, who back to school did trot, When he found there for him a better lot. M. Goetschius, June ’30. WHO’S WHO She teaches gym W’ith never a whim From anyone. For throughout the day She is always gay To everyone. All work is all play The livelong day For everyone. And she never shirks From doing her work For anyone. She is the type We all do like— Miss McFarren. M. G., ’30 OUR CHEERLEADERS Of course you know them; have certainly seen them—in the halls, the assemblies, and (I hope) at the games. Don’t they look as though they were just brimming over with school spirit in those snappy maroon and grey sweaters? And aren’t they? Haven’t they loyally tried to get good loud yells from the handful of rooters at every game? And now one more question. Don’t you think they deserve a lot of credit? Sure you do—I knew you would. So come on, everybody! Hats off! Let’s give three rousing cheers for the cheerleaders—Dot Greeves, Anna Van Leeuen, Edwin Boyle, and Adrian Heerschap. And what’s almost better, let’s go to the games and cheer them up. H. B. Hopkins. Who is that boy in maroon and grey? Who cheers our school on Saturday; His voice uprises in the crowd,— “Come on, now, and make it loud!” He who cheers so loud and long, Modestly withdraws when all do clap; The height of which school spirit throngs, It is our hero—A. Heerschap. Marie Benkendorf, June ’30. Who’s the teacher that nods her head so en- couragingly when, after much floundering and beating around the bush, we manage to strike the desired information? Think hard. Good! You have it! I knew you wouldn’s “miss that nice little point.” Miss Hill, of course. PAGE THIRTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE THIRTY-SIX the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 FOOTBALL 1927 The Maroon and Gray football eleven fin- ished a rough and stormy as well as a hard schedule, with its colors flapping mournfully. The team started off with an inexperienced squad. The first game promised great things for the Maroon and Gray eleven, but alas! our bubble of joy was prieked and our banner al- lowed to flap. The schedule follows: Opponents Clifton 7 West New York 19 0 Dover 0 7 Eastside (Paterson) 0 2 Garfield 0 19 Battin 6 24 Union Hill 0 2 Central (Paterson) 0 13 Passaic 0 C Belleville 0 80 25 The letter men are as follows: Captain Joe” Seader, George Hughes, “Don” Berry, “Vic” M istove. “Ahe” Feltman, “Dave” Reilly, “Beef” Anderson, “Turk” Birkland, “Steve” Weiss, “Johnny” Fenwick, Aldo Sala, Captain- elect “Sam” Seador, “Hank” Varvaro, “Sub” Surgent, “Lou” Farr, “Red” Riccobono, “Jimmy” Dunn, and Manager Ackerman. There are many men on the second team and a few from the first team who will be left for next season. J. E. Dunn, Feb. ’28. BASKETBALL 1927-1928 A long hard schedule has been arranged by Manager Ackerman. It is as follows: Dec. 21 West New York ..... Home 3:45 Jan. ( Bayonne ........... Away 3:80 Jan. 10 Battin ............ Home 8:80 Jan. 13 Dover ............. Home 8:30 Jan. 17 Lincoln ........... Home 3:30 Jan. 20 Open .............. Open Open Jan. 25 Ridgewood ........ Away 3:30 Jan. 27 Eastside (Pat.) .. Home 3:30 Feb. 1 Garfield ............ Away 8:30 Feb. 3 Passaic ............ Away 3:30 Feb. 7 Battin .............. Away 3:30 Feb. 10 Bayonne ............ Home 8:30 Feb. 15 Dickinson ........ Away 8:30 Feb. 17 Eastside (Pat.) ... Away 3:30 Feb. 21 West New York ..... Away 8-30 Feb. 24 Englewood ........ Home 3:30 Feb. 28 Passaic ........... Home 3:80 Mar. 2 Pat. State Normal .... Home 8:30 Mar. 0 Garfield ............ Home 8:30 League Games. The squad is as follows: Ed. Bednareik, Sala, Diana, Surgent, Mistove, Fromkin, Moor- man, Reilly, Weiss, Poles, Hughes, Faillace, Jaffe, Donaldson, Rubinstein, Nordstrom, Simkin. There will be no regular first team, but a squad of seventeen men. The letter men that are left from last year will probably compose the nucleus of the team. These men are: Bednareik, Sala, Hughes, Sur- gent. Under the supervision of our new coach, Mr. Claxton, practice goes forward with a snap. In this squad we have a team that will fight from the first whistle to the last one. J. E. Dunn, Feb. ’28. PAGE THIRTY-SEVEN THE KEF LECTOR CLIFTON HI«II SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 WHAT OUR TEAM LOOKS LIKE Lt't'x't ' r i-L. .Ll- r =rTS:j- r T r w- c±t � ,■; j pr±i TZZ =rtr x ir: ( _i n± l J L Li Li Li ! 1 1 1 T. T WHAT OUR LINE FEELS LIKE Sam Seader made the: FIRST SCORE OF THE REASON WITH A SEVENTY FIVE YARD Run for a touchdown WHEN IT COMES TO FORWARDS OR kicking George Hughes is in the spotlight IMI I JMJ rVlSTOVE rates as one OF OUR BEST LINE PLUNGERS Hft.RobENFELDIS AN INTERESTED spectator at all practice ano games — Captain Joe Seader DEMONSTRATES HIS Ou N PRIVATE METHOD OF TACKLING f L S ALA CAUGHT A FORWARD IN THE BATTIN GAME AND Smashed his wav 45 yards FOR A TOUCHDOWN. _______________ P.Ossi- q PAGE THIRTY-EIGHT the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 BASEBALL 1927 The baseball scores completed are as follows: Clifton Opponents 1 Passaic 2 13 Eastside (Paterson) 3 1 Hackensack 5 Rain Garfield 7 East Rutherford 8 9 Union Hill 2 We had a hard schedule to plav. , but with the loval support of the school, the team won over fifty per cent of the games and made a very good showing in general. As a result of last June’s graduation we lost Emil Bednarcik, Mayo, Captain Brunt, Fedor- chak and Piaget. We have from last season, E. Bednarcik, Nordstrom, Sidor, Weiss, Surgent, Grob, and Hughes. There is a lot of good and promising material in the school for next year’s team. Any fellow who likes baseball and has any ability at all ought to come out for the team. If all the “promising material” in school came out, we would surely have one of the best base- ball teams in this section. H.Kelley, June ’28. GYM ACTIVITIES Coach Donellv now has a very able and effi- cient assistant, Mr. Claxton. He is well liked by all the fellows, and gym work progresses very rapidly and snappily under the combined supervision of Coaches Donelly and Claxton. Now that the football season is over, class basketball teams are being formed. Prizes have been set up to be awarded the winner. All the fellows take a great interest in this activity and there is promise of keen competition for the championship of the school. H. Kelly, June ’28. OUR MEGAPHONES The 4-1 ’s and their megaphones Tliats all we used to hear Somehow I haven’t heard of late The merry slogan up to date “A megaphone a megaphone Come help the class along” The football season’s over We’ll have to sell them all There’s quite a number of them yet But basketball do not forget. Cecilia McNamara, ’28. THE FOOTBALL SQUAD PAGE THIRTY-NINE Tnn KEF I. ECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 5 SOME PLAVlNG- - y I HEfNRV 1 WASSUN G- L ' W „ OUR CUEEELEAOERS a — worked cf=t= a few . POUNDS-- HERE ARE EDWIN BoVLE - twPOMV GRIEVES - ANNA VAN LEEWEN i AND AW?!AN HEERSCHAP... OLD 3oL- PROVIDED sowe ‘5NAPPV WEATN0C wNo'S TdAr li 5 timw SEEMED TO BP THE STAfc PLACER 1W TNE GWAE.... ---(_ TNeRE ABE MORE TRE BACK? P6NC? ■POHEBTV'S THAN ARE IN SWISS (2H BLAB ABEL eAAMPtoN WATER Bom - Don ST|?AN 2 Uias PRESENT-- SMOYiN . TAE LARC.EST BRIAR PIPE iN SAPTlVfW—a BRETTS ? V ANOTHER FELLOCU UiHO PLANED well WAS SAM (ALL OUR rA plane as WANTED WAS A Goofe SOCK AT NUMBER 32. OF EASTSlPEi ALL IN All - tlIe BcNS MADE IT A hot Came fo£ -nU opposition ANP r THEM’RE WAITING. L TO SET Back at, 2 'Em NEXT year1 Ki i ER8e(? leneffef- AT Doi ik UjE! S? hr rwe tarot'-DtftflhF WP BSCHEFFEL PAGE FORTY the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 After a few weeks of diligent rehearsing, the all-member-cast of the Alumni Association staged “The New Poor,” a three act comedy by Cosmo Hamilton, at the High School audito- rium, on Friday evening, November 4, before an appreciative audience. Each member of the cast worked hard and handled his role to per- fection, which made it one of the best plays ever presented by the organization. The action of the play was swift, the repartee clever and the entire atmosphere of the play highly entertaining. Added to that was the ex- cellent choice of the players by Miss Edna Vor- rath, sponsor, who gave her valuable time and experience toward raising additional funds for the dwindling treasury. Her expert direction of the play must be complimented right here and now. Arthur Hardt had the leading role, that of “Grand Duke Borovitch, and no one seemed more suited for the characterization as it re- quired a difficult Russian accent and manner. Charles Hilton, as “Amos Wellbv,” was a close second for honors while Mildred Gren- fell, as “Princess Irena,” was completely cap- tivating. Irma Peters, as “Marv Maudsley,” was the cause of prolonged laughter while Dor- othy Howard, as the mother, Mrs. Wellby,” gave a true portrayal. The “three disgraces,” in other words, the three flapper daughters of “Mrs. Wellby,” were delightfully acted by Alma Tomai, Betty Lamberson and Marie Vanderee, who played “Betty, Alice and Connie,” respectively. Paul Erber, as “Prince Ivan,” made a great hit with such a talented young thespian as Wil- liam Riteher playing opposite him. Mr. Ritcher portrayed “Prince Vladimer.” I.ewis Jacobs ac- curately portrayed “Detective John O’Farrell.” Another fine characterization was that of “Gut- teridge,” the villain, by Maurice Genthon. After the performance, dancing was enjoyed in the gymnasium. Music was furnished by Billy Richter’s Romancers. The Christmas re-union dance held by the Alumni, on Friday evening, December 23, was one of the most outstanding social functions held at the High School the past season. Real Christmas spirit was felt by all those who at- tended the affair. It was the suggestion of Miss Vorrath, sponsor of the Alumni, to have all former graduating classes gather here and enjoy themselves, renewing acquaintances and making many new ones. The decorations were elaborate and one of the features of the evening was the revue, pro- duced and staged by William Ritcher and Her- bert Scheffel. The floor show consisted of several talented singers and specialty dancers who were heartily applauded. The hard-working committee was composed of William Ritcher, Elsie Kallen, Helen Grun- stra, Evelyn Brunt, Robert Train, Jacob Van- der Schaaf and Frank Reilly. Herbert Scheffel, Publicity Manager. STICKING TO THE ISSUE A question was brought up in my mind by an incident which happened recently. On arising from ray chair in Geology recitation the other day, I experienced some resistance from the di- rection of the. seat of my trousers. On investi- gating more closely, I found that a piece of chewing gum, the most adhesive and gummy specimen that I had ever come in contact with, had made connections between the chair and my trousers. Now why do people chew gum? This question has been causing me many sleepless nights of late and the mystery of it has made such inroads upon my health that I am but a shadow of my once robust self. So you see dear public that it isn’t a matter of idle curiosity but a question of stupendous impor- tance which prompts me to launch in to writ- ing. PAGE FORTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH S C H O O L FEBRUARY 1928 I have often wondered “what a whale of a difference a few cents make,” “What’s Become of Sally,” “what’s become of ear laps, Charlie Ray, red flannels,” “that school girl complex- ion,” “Cone,” and “Peaches.” Again I have wondered why we have cow queens, why “your best friend won’t tell you,” why the Prince of Wales don’t buy a hobby horse, why the best dressed man always wears “Arrow” collars, why sailors can’t swim, why we have a head- ache the morning after, “why you’d walk a mile for a camel,” and when am I going to be dipped in Mirror Lake. There are many other things that I have been wont to ponder over hut nothing has caused me such anxiety as why people chew gum. Beech- nut gum, they say, is always refreshing and Mr. Wrigley says that his gum has that lasting fla- vor and I beg to differ with him. I have tried it time and time again and the Spearment will not keep its flavor on the bed-post overnight. If the wads of second-hand gum were resur- rected from bedroom walls, from under pianos, from under chairs, from under soup plates, and a few other places to which discarded gum finds its way, and all these were piled into the Pacific Ocean, the water displaced by it would prob- ably submerge the whole U. S. to a considerable depth. “Such popularity must be deserved,” but still I do not know why people chew gum. David Nadell, ’25. [ i AlUMfJuS VSiTsgj P euFTorV HlCJ) ToDA'7 I umtfcE ARE THE OLO (Sieco? C(?0tiN05 ©ONvt(?fEP INTO AN ATHLETIC F£U — Olt TiIlH TEACrte ! 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The Kelly and I rolled on. for a Firman issuing Howells of pro- test and forgetting his Grammar entirely, was running after us. We went down the Miller’s Lane to the Smith’s Clough. The Smith Rosen- feld a tree to show Clarkson a Nutt on it. I paused a moment hut started again for my Kel- ly had kept on going. I nearly caught my Kelly when it hegan to go round and round the “May- berry Bush.” My Schustered, hut my feet stood still, for there in the Fen, tons of hops grew. I could not get them, but I thought the Smith could. So I got him. We were telling each other about the great fortune in that old Hag’s Meier and what fortunes we would make. But the first step brought the mud up to our chins. We cried frantically for help and were saved by a Dowd farmer’s youth who pulled us out. I didn’t get the hops; I didn’t get my Kelly; but I got all wet. The Morrell is: Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched. M. Goetschius, ’30. A Good Reason Question: “George, are you going to the Hal- loween Dance?” Hughes: “Naw.” Question: “Why not?” Hughes: “Aw! In the first plaee I’ve got no money, in the second place there’s no gas in the car, and in the third place, I don’t want to go in the first place. Religions? So we have “Grace” with our “Beef.” Names Ackerman pounding away on typewriter: Girl: “Are you done?” Ackerman: I’m not Dunn, I’m Ackerman!” English 4-2 Miss C. Smith: “Ackerman, tell us some- thing about Bacon.” Ackerman: “Bacon — Bacon — well — Bacon—” Miss C. Smith: “Well, it's the other half of eggs isn’t it?”’ History Room 302 Men of the Middle Stone Age had ivory nee- dles with which now man could have his skin from the animals he killed attached close to his body. To what did Cyrus owe his power? Bv his army. They were mostly composed of archer who overthrew the enemy at a long distance. In the Spanish Class Teacher: (dictating Spanish) The friend— masculine. E. DeMattia: • (very much disturbed) Which one. Miss Hoffmann? Miss Clarkson: A pupil told me that in her home, while they were listening to one of Lind- bergh's speeches, the door knob turned, and the door opened, but no one entered. Now here is a mystery topic for a composition. Who do you suppose opened the door ? Student: Spirit of St. Louis. PAGE FORTY-FOUR THE REELECT O R CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 mr.fenton: what is a polygon? frqsh : A polygon is a four SIDED TRIRN LE, SIR. o SSI WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IN 201 If Checkley failed History? If Leibowitz didn’t bring home any books? If Marchese was “broke”? If Barthelemew had money? If Quinlan walked fast? If Major associated with others? If Bednarz didn’t clean the boards? If Husselrath was late? If Wasserstrum didn’t say, “I mean it”? If Dunnev was early? If Okonowsky didn’t talk football? If Miller grew six feet tall? If Roso wasn’t hiding someone’s books? If Marchioni didn’t wear a black tic? If Conserva wasn’t talking about Spanish? If Boblick sat still? vJunt To do won ue.eiuvVf'-y? N •SuCt E-VUON TO ms. GaAttttMi——• wftKT 8 UJOmjtdFUL fcnev UOST NAVE. M is placed E m phasis Mr. l)err: “In preparing your next lesson put emphasis on the match.” Miss S.: “Gee! You’ll light it!” Agriculture or Music? M iss McQuillen: “When we start to sing, I’m the only “ho.” THE NEW CLIFTON RACE TRACK (ACCORDING TO STOOENT AUTO DRIVERS,) P. Acer CHEWING GUM The teacher first begins to scowl, And then a boy begins to growl. She points her finger at the lad As though he had been awfully bad. She asks him, “Have you?” loud and clear, He grumbles, No” close to her ear. The teacher then begins to say That she will catch someone, someday. 1 wonder what she means ! The boys today began to smile And gave me junk that stretched a mile. I put it in my mouth to chew. But, gee! the stuff was just like glue She looked at me and said, “Have you Something inside your mouth to chew?” “Yes,” was all that I could say So I had to come again that day. I wonder what she means! Oh ! I.et me warn you everyone, To never chew, that chewing gum. It always makes the teacher scowl. It always makes the students growl, It always makes the teacher say “I want you back again today.” It may be fun, it may be nice, It may taste like a juicy spice. But still, I wonder? Anne Jeffs, June ’29. PAGE FORTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 0 2 8 STUOFNT: AW, Ml'b HOFF MF15TCR • YOU'RE THE ONLY TEACHER GIV WG- US HOMEWORK. MISS HOFFMEl TER: IS'NT THAT NICE 1 NOW You'll HAVE ONLY ONE «OBJECT FOR TOMORROW. RLSO T� RGE - BLA- OLR - In 2-2 Geometri Class laughs at some fellow serenading one of our students outside of window. Mr. Howells: “Weil, I don’t see anything so funny about that. If you never heard an automobile horn before—? Miss McFerran: (during Home Hygiene) “Where else can the temperature be taken be- sides in the mouth? Pupil: “In the doctor’s office. ------------—__________________ -Q3M • ©ME- 0.11.5. AG0NY QUARTE-TT CCRTRINlY DOES NOT LIVE UP TO ITS NAMF. AS ANY STUDENT KNOWS Sparks From 2-2 Commercial English “Please send me a dozen white men’s hand- kerchiefs. Just what was Madeline thinking of? “Your letter of the first has been received hut the check for $20.00 we find missing. Do you often money that way Miss Hakinm? WELL, IF HOLLANDER THERE WOULD STOP HIS TREKING-........... . . • YOU WOULDN'T) FEEL A DRAFT fTFEEL A 0 RAFT , MR. HOWELLS Fords Student (translating Caesar): “And Caesar made a ford—’ Bright Student: “Miss Howard, I didn’t know they had Fords in those days. Gee, those Homans must have been pretty modern. Miss Howard: “Oh, yes. Fords are very old. Haven’t you heard about Elijah who went up on high ? HISS KEHLt THAT’S THt AN ACCENT MARK? AobiANI o VES niSSKEHu: THEN HAKC IT look ukh. one: PAGE FORTY-SIX the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192« RELICS WE LL NE’ER FORGET Poor Fish ! (Washington Trip) Those canes and walking sticks! What “aristocrats” we made!! Compacts bought by our boys for their mothers and grandmothers? How up-to-date! “Pajamas.” “She” who turned out to be a “He.” And can Costanza imitate! Bob!! In “Philly” Someone: “Look at the crack in the Liberty Bell!” Carmella: “Oh, who broke it?” ■Jovr o € 0 tub puhnV Scenes ikitfcilT 4«C0ftN5UiT-- HSM'J non, Me . O TftieP Tfc TWK'C tH£ Fotp our FfU N TUe u np‘. hu navet i iCnr ge Cewa im eci v«v UAiea (Wcoa am d (N to a MT«r EP TO AI - a NHe«i ««u, A ®0I F KA ftffNJ _ THfS caojaow OWlV EOUCA-neNAC sot atWANOerc- At one table two girls ordered fish. Waiter: “Here’s one fish, where's the other?” E. C.: “Here I am.” Cairo Hotel E. Nadell: “May we play the piano in the red room?” J. Rentzsch: “Oh, perhaps that’s part of the art collection too!” Bus Driver: “On the right you see the Phila- delphia reservoir.” C. Stern (gazing at a puddle, also at the right): “Gee! The Philadelphians don’t need much w ater!” PACE FORTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE FORTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 EXCHANGE I)EPARTMENT Once more we are resuming our exchange de- partment. What is its purpose? Well—-By the exchange of the Reflector with other school papers there is established an exchange of ideas old and new. This helps improve the effieience of the staff, affords inspiration, and establishes mutual interests with other schools. “Every knock is a boost!” “The Echo”—Oneonta High School. One- onta, N. Y. Your literary department is ex- ceptionally good, but why abridge it so? We surely enjoy your poems but missed the car- toons. They tend to make a paper more lively. “The Arguenot”—Norwood High School, Norwood, Mass. We readily saw the good qual- ity of your stories. The idea of specializing in history, and foreign language departments is quite original. What happened to the exchange department, cartoons and cuts? “The Blue Letter”—Metuchen High School. Metuchen, N. J. Your subject matter is well arranged. Do try to make that good literary department of yours T.onger! Your Diary must surely keep you busy. “The Racquet”—Portland High School, Port- land, Me. Exchange department is splendid. A few more cuts would break the monotony of print. “Romeo Goes in the Movies” ought to have a fair chance at Hollywood! “Senior Mirror”—Eastside High School, Pat- erson, N. J. A fine, well written class book. The prophecy written in code is great, but where are the names of the owners of some of the lovely faces? Skucit —Schenectady High School, Sche- nectady, N. Y. The discovery of the origin of your name was quite a delightful surprise. No forgery in this case! Fine stories. Your car- toons are apt! “The Scroll”—Garfield High School. Gar- field, N. J. May success be yours upon the venture of establishing a school paper! An at- tractive cover would add greatly to the ap- pearance of your paper. Why not try to avoid placing your ads on the same page with your copy? Your material promises a fine school paper. Keep it up ! We have also exchanged with the following papers: “The Crisp”—Caesar Rodney High School. “Curtis Monthly—Staten Island, N. Y. “Commerce Caravel—N. Y. C. “The Owl”—Wadleigh High, N. Y. C. “The Chronicle”—Hartford, Conn. “The Flambeau”—Cliffside Park, Grant- wood, N. J. “The Pivot”—Newark, N. J. “The Criterion”—Eastside High School, Pat- erson, N. J. “The Spectator”—Central High School, Pat- erson, N. J. “The Clarion”—Grover Cleveland High School. Caldwell, N. J. PAGE FORTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 HISTORY OF THE CLASS OF FEBRUARY 1928 When I was told to write the Class History somehow I was sorrv. Yes, sorry because I was not a great poet or composer to tell about this bright gleam of life that had passed all too quickly. I would have written it in blank verse, triumphant and gay; or I would have made it into a beautiful song with some soft, low notes in between the high thrilling ones. Yes, it would have been beautiful, for history is life, some- thing inexplicably marvelous. The first two years were not very important. At first we were organized and Calvin Nealy became our class president. However at the end of our first term, we were broken up, to await reorganization in our third year. Mean- while we were getting quite well acquainted with the school, and by the time we were Sopho- mores we led our teachers a gay time. When we were 2-2’s we were transported to the new High; our Sophomore wildness gradually wore off and we sedately entered our third year. Then our school activities began going. With Miss F irman and Miss Spinella as our sponsors, we became organized. Since many of our group had graduated with the two year commercials, our number was sadly depleted; nevertheless, we were a jolly crowd. We chose Wynant Moorman for our president (our presidents were all good-looking, by the way) ; in our 3-2 term, we had another election; Evert Anderson took the chief office, which he has held ever since, and very competently, too. Then came one of the high spots in our high school life. We gave our Prom! It was an enjoyable affair which had been carefully planned and executed; and, wonder of wonders, we actually made a little profit on it. As another money-making venture, we sold Christmas candy. In our Senior year came the best time of all. After that, all the events came toppling over each other. I’ve often heard people say that in the fourth year there is hardly any work; but this idea is an entirely mistaken one. We started concentrat- ing all our efforts toward making a reality of that long-desired goal, the Washington trip. We had to select a play, sell candy, cards and everything possible. We picked the “Whole Town’s Talking” and Miss Firman took charge. The cast worked hard, and it was well worth the work. We gave two evening and one after- noon performances. The play was a success; we had made enough money to take us all to Washington. And the trip, itself. I have no words to describe it! Suffice it to say that we’ll never forget what a good time we had. Soon we’ll be leaving and we’re a bit sad about it, but as Tennyson says and may there be no moaning of the bar” and so forth. Now that wc are finished all we can do for our Alma Mater is to try to show in our after-life all the good we have received in our dear old school. Mary Faillace, Feb. ’28. CLASS PROPHECY In the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred forty-five, we, having concluded our work as reporters for the National Geographic Maga- zine, started on our earth-bound voyage from Mars on board the largest and most magnificent dirigible, IUS (odorous memories) which was owned by the Ackerman-Costanza Universal Aircraft Company, of Clifton, New Jersey. Our luggage was taken on board by one of our former classmates, Michael Roskos, who had decided to become a steward on the airship. PAGE FIFTY the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 His doctor had advised him to take several trips through the Milkv Way, as it might help to cure him of the habit of drinking too much milk. After riding three hours at the rate of one thousand per, luncheon was served. We enjoyed the meal very much, especially the chicken a la king. The chief chef, Peter Demcliak, a former student of Clifton High, ought certainly to be commended for his ability in the household arts. Soon after lunch we listened in and by means of radio-vision, saw the great pianist, Mary Valenti. She rendered an old-fashioned selec- tion, “Tell Her Everything Under the Sun When You Get Her Under the Moon.” As we looked at the screen that unforgettable talent of hers reminded us of the Senior Play in which she proved her ability as the beautiful actress, Letty Lythe. In the interim, a woman had been taken ill, but the ship’s doctor, Evert Anderson, A. B., A. M., Pli. I)., M. D., assured us that the patient was merely suffering from an epilep- tic fit. We visited the gravitation room next. Here were the gravitators whose duty it was to see that the dirigible was not attracted by another planet. The head gravitator (not agitator) was Abe Feltman, who had given up the taxi business because it was not quite attractive enough to satisfy his great ambition. He was very skillful in controlling the gravitation shut- ters and selected a good position at which the dirigible might remain while we admired the nearer planets. The outstanding feature of Abe was his Van Dyke beard. It was indeed a re- lief to us to see this new change of facial char- acteristic, for his beard of high school days had always been of no little import to his classmates. Leaving him and his shutters, we strolled down the corridor leading to the engine rooms when all of a sudden we collided with a man who seemed to be in a great hurry. “I beg your pardon,” he began, “but, as you see, I am in a great hurry and—He left his explanation un- finished for he recognized us. We were not much surprised to learn that the excited indivi- dual was Erwin Roedel. He told us that he and his delightful little assistant, Lillian Kaack, were hurriedly making preparations to photograph some phenomena thru which the dirigible was about to pass. It was urgent that they obtain the pictures for the United States Government. It was indeed a surprise for us to learn that these former Clif- ton High students were scientists and photo- graphers for great skill is required to develop pictures (?) in a dark room. They, however, proved themselves worthy of the task. Upon leaving Erwin and his assistant, we proceeded to the engine room. There we saw Chester Veldran, the chief mechanic, who was describing the different parts of the engine to two attentive listeners whose faces seemed fam- iliar to us. They proved to be Jeannette Rentzsch, head of the I.atin department, and Cecelia Stern, teacher of Democracy, both of Clifton High. Later we met the great chemist and discov- erer of one of the unknown elements, Mary Fail- lace. We had quite a chat with her and she told us that Minnie Reid and Marie Dickey were making a remarkable success in the cinema world and were likely to become even as popular as Gloria Swanson and Mary Pickford. The Captain’s cabin was our next stopping place. There Captain James Dunn was content- edly chewing, and reading a letter, probably from Marie Dickey. In high school he used to chew the rag about nothing, but he seemed to have changed his style by this time. It was nearly time for supper so we did not stay long. Our hunger having been satisfied, we went to the music room where an amateur entertainment was being given. Edith Nadell, who was really a celebrated botanist, sang a song, “Seven Days W'ithout Food Makes One Week.” She had made the journey to Mars in hope of getting a rare magnolia plant for her collection, but was un- successful. The next number on the program was a trio consisting of the following: Elsie Fleischer, a public school teacher but who at the present time was designing costumes for the new mus- ical comedy, “Follies of Nineteen Forty-six”; the former Carmela Jenco, a surprisingly econ- omical housewife; and Mary Hobko, an artist who had nearly completed her frieze for the Mars Art Museum. Some of the amateurs were very good, espec- ially Sydney Donaldson, an energetic chap who impersonated an old man while playing solitaire. Somehow we always though Syd possessed some latent talent and our thoughts were verified by his performance. The closing number was a selection from Bi- get’s opera “Carmen,” sung by Martha Scaccia- ferro. This renowned singer had been sent to Mars by the Metropolitan Opera Company to learn something of its history of music. At the conclusion of the concert everyone was startled by the exclamations of a young woman who came bursting into the room, crying at the top of her wee voice, “I’ve found it! I’ve found it at last!” In her right hand was a book entitled “The Fight in the Dark.” “Do you know I’ve been looking for this book since nine- teen twenty-eight and have just discovered it in the ship’s library. We were astounded at Es- telle Czaplicki’s actions and wondered if the Senior Play, way back in nineteen twenty-seven, had anything to do with them, or maybe the Washington trip (?). After bidding many good nights, we went to our rooms. W’hile discussing the events of the PAGE FIFTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 day, we were interrupted by a husky voice in the adjoining room saying “Forty-four, fifty- two, hip, and at the word “hip” the ball was passed and we made thirty yards for a touch- down. Yes, sir, Clifton High certainly did have some team when I was captain in good old nineteen twenty-seven. We were eager to learn who this person was, who was talking about our school. Accordingly, we went to the room from whence the voice came and whom should we see but Joseph Seador, commonly called “Farm- er,” describing the famous game with West New York in October, nineteen twenty-seven, to one of the stewards. After reviving our old friend- ship we learned that he was head coach of the City of Mars’ football team. The next morning, after a late breakfast, we went into the lounging room to read. The first thing that caught our eyes was an account in the latest movie magazine. It began “All Hol- lywood is rejoicing and all theater-goers will shortly, for we have discovered a second Ru- dolph Valentino in the person of Wynant Moor- man, of Clifton. New Jersey.” A very quiet gentleman was sitting in a cor- ner deeply engrossed in a book entitled, “How to Keep a Lizzie on Four Wheels,” but our ex- clamations arrested his attention. Imagine our surprise when we recognized him as none other than John Woodford. We weren’t a bit sur- prised when he said he was a teacher in a school for the deaf-and-dumb. That evening on the observation platform we came upon two individuals seemingly gazing at the stars. They seemed to be very much inter- ested in them (?) They happened to be the two remaining classmates, Coramay Tanis, elo- cutionist and teacher, and Arthur Husselrath, owner of a woman’s novelty shop. The rest of our journey was uneventful and when we spotted Mother Earth, we were surely glad. When we all set foot on terra firma once more, we parted rather regretfully and went our different ways, planning to meet at some future time. CLASS WILL We, the February Class of 1928, of the town- ship of Clifton, county of Passaic, and state of New Jersey; being sound in body and in full possession of our faculties and generous disposi- tions, do hereby write and declare this to be our last will and testament until such time as we shall deem necessary and proper to make public a new one. To Mr. Nutt and the members of the faculty we leave our sincere thanks for all they have done for us. To every homeroom: Oriental incense, to be burned between 8 AO and lunch period, to coun- teract the atmosphere of the odoriferous lunches. On Mr. Howells, Evert Anderson very gen- erously bestows the secret of growing hair, to- gether with two free samples of “Zanol Hair Grower.” We also wish to make some special bequests to the individuals of the next graduating class who. we hope, w’ill use them to their best advan- tage and take them without prejudice. Moorman, wishing to help out those who have need of his manly beauty, leaves his good looks and ability to play basketball to Vanicek and Egarian. Roedel, our inoffensive clown and funmaker, bequeaths that extraordinary and worthwhile talent to make people laugh to Hudak, Romlein and Spangenberg. What a Senior Play you’ll have! Howard and Cross are receivers of Hussal- rath’s quietness and lack of interest in school activities. Ackerman leaves his business acumen and love of argument to Battel and Helms. Now no one will be able to beat them! Anderson leaves his ability to get dates to Weiss; his football prowess to Fenwick, and his forwardness to Fain. His ways and manners of speaking, Joe Cos- tansa leaves to Jacqua and Ratzer; not forget- ting that hair-comb for Fersch. What talking sheeps we’ll have next term! Can you imagine Jacqua? Roskos bequeaths his ability to make more original excuses and to dodge work to Kelly and Szalay. No more work for you boys. Woodford, Clifton’s elongated speed demon, very cheerfully gives a bit of his stature to Van Hine; his ability to cut classes and get away with it, to Lykles and Slomimoski; and the art of dodging Mr. Nutt, in the halls, to Farr and Damiano. Boyle and Hammersma, the two noisemakers, are the recipients of Chet Veldran’s quiet man- ners and dignity. Now that the arms confer- ence is over let’s hope for peace. Jimmie Dunn, our business manager, be- queaths his knowledge of the “Sweets” and how to sell them to Anderson and Smolensky. What Price Candy ! To Diani, Heerch and Alexander, Kaplan cheerfully gives his stock of notorious wise cracks. Heerchap sure needs ’em. Alexander and Diani will never be lacking when asked to tell a story. Seader bequeathes his ability to grow a beard to Graham; his great knowledge of Spanish to PAGE FIFTY-TWO the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Riley and his advanced methods of copying homework to Birkland. Now we’re sure, “Turk,” that you’ll be good next term. Kulik, Czaplicki, are the happy recipients of the art of soda jerking through the courtesy of Cy Donaldson, while De Rose should be able to go a long way with the bright ties and handsome figure which lie is to receive from our Cy. Demschak, our big butcher from the Eastside. very cheerfully leaves his ability to do algebra to Lee, Verhagen and Fornelius; and his great knowledge of Spanish to whomsoever may need it. To Hildur Swanstrum and Eunice Berkland, Estelle Czaplicki leaves her quiet manner; to Elsa I.ind and Pauline Sershin her sunny dis- position. Martha Scacciaferro graciously bequeaths her ability to discuss matters in class to Anna Breeman, Ruth Giesen and Anna Graham. Cormay Tanis leaves her ability to recite to Evelyn Erler, Helen McGill and Claire McEn- roe. Edythe Nadell bestows her knack of cracking jokes upon Margaret Bender, Anna Zochak and Margaret Sturm. Let’s hope they’ll turn out to be real comediennes. Cecilia Stern leaves her cheerfulness to Helen Morkish and Eva Jackson ; and to Grace Atkins, Adeline Mair, and Marie Jorlett her ability to ask questions during class meetings. What queries you’ll have now! To Betty Vogler and Virginia Seibert, Lillian Kaack leaves her cuteness, and to Dot McAleer and Margaret Strainiello her gentle manner. What changes ! To those studious pupils, Ruth Hornby, Dor- othy Smith, Helen Hopkins and Vera Smith, Minnie Reid leaves her love of noise, and to Ruth Abel, Mabel Hanson and Inez Belli her cheering ability. Elsie Fleisher kindly leaves her dignified manner to Cecilia McNamara and Mary Pe- truska. Marie Dickey bequeaths her loquaciousness to Hazel Pulis and Ruth Sacco, her way with the “hes” to Margaret Sala, Barbara Ordos and Clara Vischia. Jeannette Renztsch bequeaths her sweet and loving manner to Laura Klein and Sylvia Weiss; and her excellent scholarship to Florence Mueth and Mary Looss. Let’s hope they will be the (prize) winners of many scholarships. Mary Hobko graciously adds her broad and cheerful smile to the one Emily De Mattia and Mildred Kahn already have. Now their smiles will brighten their classes in a foggy day. To Emily Visotsky and Bertha Singer, Mary Eaillace leaves her laughter, and her liveliness to Eleanor Draper, May Cluff, and Alice Rhine- hardt. Mary Valenti leaves her flashing black eyes to Eleanor Pederson, Myrtle Ainscough and El- len Merner, her vivid (dramaticness) to Flor- ence Anderson, Theresa Pareti and Marie Smith. Having thus disposed of all we are able to bequeath, we, the undersigned do hereby set our hand and seal to this document this twenty-first day of February, 1928. The February Class of 1928. WASHINGTON TRIP There was plenty of rain, Rut all the same, Rain or shine. We were all on time! It was about 7:15 A. M. on Thursday, De- cember 8, when we, the noble seniors of Clifton High School, left on our long anticipated trip to our beloved capitol, Washington. A bus con- veyed us to Elizabeth, where we boarded the train, our first stop being Philadelphia. After touring “the city of brotherly love,” we readily enjoyed a repast at the B. O. station. We then happily proceeded on our wav to Washington. The Blue Line buses were always at our com- mand ! The Cairo Hotel afforded a very gratify- ing sight to us all. After being assigned to our respective rooms, and having attended to our toilette, we went down to dinner. That evening the beauty of the Congressional Library was a revelation to us. It was about 8:30 the next morning that we entered the buses, ready to make a tour of Washington and survey many of its points of interest, including the White House, Pan-Amer- ican Union, Museum of Natural History, and the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, where the wonderful machinery that manufactures money and stamps was demonstrated to us. We visited the capitol, in front of which we had our class picture taken. We, the most famished seniors, were all pre- pared for lunch, after which we viewed the business and residential sections of Washington. Arlington Cemetery, Zoological Gardens, Wash- ington Monument and Lincoln Memorial. That evening was enjoyed at the Fox Theatre. We saw Pajamas” and five vaudeville acts. The following morning we traveled through Virginia. Stopping at Alexandria we inspected Christ Church, where Washington attended ser- vices. From Carlyle House where Braddock had lived, we proceeded to Mount Vernon. The afternoon was left under our own man- agement. We packed and got ready for our trip back home. A few minutes of dancing closed our stay at the Cairo Hotel. At 5 o’clock we left Washington on the B. O. A delicious meal was served shortly after we boarded the train. PAGE FIFTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PACE FIFTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 From Elizabeth to Clifton most of us dozed off. At last—Clifton. We were all so happy! It was a wonderful trip! Edythf. Nadell, Feb. ’28. THE WHOLE TOWN’S TALKING After much discussion and deliberation, the graduating class of February 1928 decided to present The Whole Town’s Talking.” a farce in three acts. The play deals mainly with a plan to get Ethel to marry an ill-bred and unceremonious bookkeeper by the name of Chester Binney. The carrying out of this plan plunged Mr. Simmons, the girl’s father, into all sorts of complications, but with marvelous alertness he wriggled out of the mess he had put himself into. Evert Anderson as Mr. Simmons, the rich paint manufacturer, found himself confronting many embarrassing situations, but ask Andy where he got that power of quick thought which helped to keep his family intact. Mary Faillace as Mrs. Simmons was quick to suspect whether Mr. Simmons had a business appointment for the evening. James Dunn as Donald Swift developed such a jealous temperament that Chester Binney was actually afraid of him. Ethel, known among us as Marie Dickey, por- trayed realistically the up-to-date girl both in manner and thought. Her ideas of marriage certainly caused a lot of trouble for Chester Binney and Mr. Simmons. Chester Binney, a slovenly, ill-bred and un- ceremonious bookkeeper, was effectively por- trayed by Erwin Roedel. His genuine idiocy kept the audience constantly in a joyful mood. Mary Valenti as Lctty Lythe portrayed ar- tistically the eccentric temperament of an act- ress. Roger Shields, played by Chester Veldran in true professional manner, was the opposite of Chester Binney. Coramy Tanis as Annie, the giddy maid, gave much reason for gales of laughter. Her dress and manner of speaking were very true to life. Edvthe Nadell as Sadie Bloom played her part very well. Sally Otis and Lila Wilson, played respectively by Elsie Marshall and Estelle Czaplieki, were the mouthpieces through which the false reports concerning Chester Binney and Letty Lythe got all over town. Abie Feltraan as the taxi driver, was poorly recompensed by Mrs. Simmons for bringing that infernal bag to the Simmons home. Abie made a typical taxi driver. For the success of the play, we extend our manifold thanks to Miss Firman, our sponsor, whose excellent directorship deserves a great deal of appreciation. To Miss Spinella we wish to express our gratitude for having taken care so systematically of the financial side of the play. The hardy cooperation received from Mr. Nutt deserves commendation. We appreciate greatly the interest taken by him. Mary Valenti, Feb. ’28. 1Ht«W fTV (rOO[) MAN- mbbes y A Oir E fit (I vouti yi Ecsie MARStfAU as s� i y OT� 9' ween. 'SAP.E BLOorA rmV FAILLACE - AS MRS SIMMONS1 MARIE . C?lCKeV AS 'SSU IjOK A4-(.ETr ekimn reorfa « C®E , •ewesniR. -QiC MiT Rosee ««idstJ i •f?8eftT-SiiteMse i — £ k JAMES . . ■. � iAU St AS ■j C Mk___7 menav SinnqnV PAGE FIFTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 ANDEKSON, EVEHT—“Beer “What a man!” “Beef” is the class orator and chief lady killer. Judging from his past and present per- formances, in regard to class work, he will be very successful. He is also one of our foot- ball players. “Beef” was sure some “fixer” in the senior play. U K XT .SC H, J E A X KTT K Clubs-—Dramatics; French; Debating; Cur- rent Events; Chorus; Reflections Editor; Bio- graphy. Jeanette is one of our serious girls. Business before pleasure. “Eh Jeanette” Montclair Normal School. ACK ER M AN WII.BCR—“Acky” “Our big reporter” “Acky” doesn't say much but he puts it all in the paper and gets it circulated that way. He is headed for a very adventurous life as has decided his job will he interviewing ail the leading actresses. V El .DR A N, CHEST E R “Chet” “Where’s Myrt” “Chet” is also one of the members of the Police Force and a very hard worker for the class. I'm still wondering why he always parks his car at the end of the line. He sure knew his French in the Senior play as he took Spanish. PAGE FIFTY-SIX the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192� 'GC-H-SjjU D( N A LDSON, SYDN E'Y“Syd” K A PI .AN, AH R A H A M—44 Abe” “Not so quiet ns he would appear.” “Abe surprises us all once in a while by giving a very witty speech but I think all our hopes are lost because he wrote an Essay for Miss C. Smith on “Bachelors.” FLEISCHER, ELSIE—“Els” Clubs—Dramatics; French; Chor- us; Current Events; Biography. Elsie is one of our quiet giris But “you rant never tell” Montclair Normal School CZAPLICKI, ESTELLE—“Stel” Clubs—Spanish; Current Events; Chorus; Senior Play; Dramatics; Biography. “Oh! that artificial lisp” Montclair Normal School. MOORMAN, WYANT—'“Wynie” “Quiet—but Oh My!” “Wynie” is a very quiet chap hut he sure knows his onions when it comes to picking women. Judging by his stationery in Washington he must have quite a string. He sure can sling a pillow. lie also is one of our basketball men. He was the stage manager of our senior play and does he know when to put out the lights. F EI r M A N, A B R A H A M “Abe” “Taxi! Taxi!” “Abe” is also one of our actors besides being a football player. “Abe must be tough to have played on the football team and to he a taxi driver. He also knows his oats when it comes to handling candy. FA ILL ACE, MARY “Mary. Mary, Quite Contrary” Clubs—French; Current Events; Debating; Literary Editor; Senior Play; Dramatics; Chorus. Mary's always happy, Mary's always gay, It's natural for Mary To be that way. Barnard College WOODFORD, JOHN “Jack” PAGE FIFTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 VALENTI, MARY—“Len” Clubs—French; C ho r 11 s; Glee Club; Debating; Dramatics; School News Editor; Senior Play. Light and Airy That’s our Mary. Barnard College SCACCIFERRE, MARTHA— “Mart Clubs—French; Current Events; Chorus; Dramatics; Biography. So petite and temperamental! Barnard College HABKO, MARY Clubs—Chorus; Dramatics. Mary’s fond of music. That accounts for her knowledge of the latest hits. Business College SEA DOR, JOSEPH—“Farmer” LI PA WITZ, ALEX—“AT “Quiet, sometimes” “Al” is very quiet hut gets along very well with his teachers as he is their “taxi.” “Al” is another of our women haters? ? ? He’s not brilliant but gets there just the same. TAN IS, COR AM AY—“Cor” Clubs—Spanish; Chorus; Senior Play; Dramatics. “Cor” surely can recite. With one of her witty dialogues She’ll make you laugh alright. Paterson Normal ODDIE, LILLIAN—“Lil” Clubs — Biography; Current Events; Glee Club; Chorus. Lil’s always obliging. Business COSTANZA, JOSEPH—“Joe” “Let’s give a yell” Who always makes the noise in the section room? This question is easily answered as “Joe” is well known as the class salesman, cheer leader, and chief auctioneer, having a line which everyone swallows. He is also very helpful in giving inside pointers on all the teams. PAGE FIFTY-EIGHT the reflector CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 QC-H-SJk NADKLI„ EDYTH E—“Eddie” Clubs Biography; French; Cur- rent Events; Chorus; Exchange Editor; Senior Play; Dramatics. Eddie 8 winning ways and smile Sure make some hit! Paterson Normal School DUNN, JAMES—“Jimmy” “Rear Orchestra only. “Jimmy” is one of the fellows who always arrives at school one time? ? He is one of our football players and is well liked by all. He sure was tough in the senior play but must have received his training at the Capitol Theatre. He is Cos- tanza's only rival when it comes to making excuses. CAVERLY, FRED—“Ted” JENCO, CARMELA—“Milly” Clubs Chorus; Debating; Current Events; Dramatics. Milly's our surprise girl She certainly springs some great ones. Business MARSHALL, ELSIE—“Els” Clubs—Senior Play; Glee Club; Orchestra; Chorus. Of all the dark and winsome girls, There's none like our own Elsie. Montclair Normal School D E M SC H A K, P ET E R—“ Pete” “Did you do your law homework?” “Pete” always has his troubles about homework because he isn't in school long enough or often enough to find out. “Pete” sure is some butcher as anyone can see by scars and sore thumbs he has. KAACK, LILLIAN—“Lil” Clubs—Chorus; Dramatics. Lil is short and sweet Hut “O i My! Montclair Normal School STERN, CECILIA—“Ceil” Clubs—Debating; French; Current Events; Chorus; Dramatics. Ceil likes this Ceil likes that Hut Ceill sure hates being stared at. Normal School CC-H-SUk PAGE FIFTY NINE TWO-YEAR COMMERCIAL GRADUATES THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 RAGE SIXTY r H K REFLECTOR CLIFTON H I G H SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 FAREWELL, CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL Four years ago, oh Clifton High, we ap- proached your portals in a fanciful state of mind bordering on awe; with trepidation we made our way through your corridors and those of time. And now after four years have elapsed we must say farewell; farewell to the home of pleasant companionship, the abode of wonderful memories, the institution of successful expe- riences which can never be effaced from our minds. Oh, Clifton High, we have cherished your seeming dignity, your voice of ever wel- come, your staff of instructors, and now we leave to step into the future, with a deep realiz- ation, with appreciation, that here we have spent the preparatory hours of our lives. Always shall we harbor thoughts of you as we make our progress. To our principal, our teachers, our friends and classmates of Clifton High, we extend our hand in all friendship, with thanks on our lips and say “Farewell, farewell, oh Clifton High!” Evert Anderson, Feb. ’28. PACE SIXTY-ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE SIXTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 INDEX OF ADVERTISERS Ackerman Barber Shop Ackerman Pharmacy AI — Our Grocer Albion Place Pharmacy Alert Garage ... Alexander, Wm. Ailing-Waters Rubber Co. Barthold, Albert Haywood Press Bellenson, S. Boone Sons ... Brower St Co. 92 90 9f, 90 90 94 86 91 67 97 99 96 Calligaro, Frank .............................. 88 Calligaro, Daniel ................................. 93 Cannon, James ..................................... 89 Capital Music Store 95 Cadorin, Perini 94 Celentano, John 81 Clare, Mrs. 94 Clearing House of Associated Banks 75 Clifton Dairy Co. 83 Clifton Hand Laundry.. 91 Clifton Motor Co. ................................. 81 Clifton National Bank 76 Clifton Paper Mills 84 Clifton Pharmacy 87 Clifton Sport Shop 92 Clifton Trust Co................................... 68 CliftOD Wet Wash 90 Cole Electric Co. 99 Conrad Hosiery Co. 73 Criterion Shop .................................. 97 Culmone Bros. ..................................... 85 Dayton Barber Shop..... 89 Delawanna Service Garage .......................... 97 De Mattia Bros. 70 Drake Business School ............................. 66 Doherty Silk Co. 68 Edythe Vanity Shoppe Egatz Auto Exchange 90 99 Farbanish Electric Co. .......................... 96 Faust’s Market .... 99 Felix’s Market 96 First National Bank of Clifton 83 Florence Avenue Bldg. Loan Association 74 Forstmann Corporation 65 Fox, Rubin 95 Fourth Ward Building St Loan Association 91 Friend, A ................................... 92. 99 Friend Israel .... 83 Friend De Rose ................................ 93 Gaal, Stephan ................................ 97 Gentile, Gus ................................... 93 Gould, Henry R. ................................. Grimshaw, Florist 94 Guarantee Mortgage Co....... 88 Halupka ...................................... 73 Hauserman, G. A. ................................ 86 Heck Chas. M. 89 Hilbert Co....................................... 78 Hilton Son . 97 Holland American Bakery ........................ 97 Home Bakery 92 International Coal Co. Iseldyke, M. .............. 86 91 Jacques Wolf Co. 64 Jaffe Coal Co...................................... 84 Jule’s Beauty Salon ............................... 89 Jenco Bros. 78 Kahm St Lucas ................................. 97 K.u . r s Hotel $$ Knapp, Peter 99 Kolk Ternigrin .... 100 Kramer Lumber Corporation 77 Labor Bank ..................................... 84 Larkey Co. ....................................... 74 Madison Park Auto. Etc........................... 85 Main Barber Shop .. 97 Main Street Confectionery 77 Mansfield Plumbing Heating Co.................. 84 Martin Dairy Co. ................................ 91 Meyer, John Millington Sweet Shoppe 94 Meier. Emil 96 McFerran David 96 Moscati’s Music House 80 Nash Passaic Co.................................. 94 New Jersey Law School 71 New Jersey leather Co. 92 Olldorf Son 88 Parian, J. A. ....................................... 93 Parker Service Station 88 Passaic Rubber Co.......... 88 Paterson Blue Print Co...... 80 Paterson Preparatory School 71 Paterson Savings Institution 80 Pfister, Dr. A. ..................................... 70 Phil’s Delicatessen ................................. 96 Piper’s Market ...................................... 92 Plog’s Garage ....................................... 79 Poles Louis .... 93 Portable Machinery Co. ..... 76 Post’s Garage ..................................... 91 Praia Alois 96 Quinlan Funeral Home ........................ 89 Radimer Hardware Co....... 95 Rain or Shine Lunch 86 Reenstra St Co. 80 Risser, Henry .... 94 Rutherford Co.................................. 85 Sanitary Cleaning St Dyeing Co. Schoonmaker Co. Schubert Garage Schubert Service Station 81 Seabert’s 92 Service Radiator Co. Serven, Isaac A. 87 Sisco Dairy ................................... 85 Silverstein’s Department Store 92 Sunlight Bakery 93 Telishak, N. A. ................................. 94 Thomas Coal 95 Thorburn St Robinson 90 Ulbright, Edw.......... Van Beveren, C. Vardee Motor Sales Co. Vidale, S. ............ Van Banchante Bros. Welsh Sons, Wm. J. Westside Market ....... Westdyke, N. White Laundry ..... Wicker Shop . Winkler’s Sugar Bowl Zschak, Paul .........— 89 91 This Page Is Contributed By SECTIONS 108, 111, 112 PAGE SIXTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 cr 2 V With Congratulations and Best Wishes to the Graduates Jacques Wolf Co. Manufacturing Chemists and Importers PASSAIC. N. eJ. PAGE SIXTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 DRAKE STUDENTS ARE TRAINED to assume responsibility in business — they acquire sound conceptions of the theory and practice of: —Bookkeeping, Accounting and Mathematical Problems; —Business English and Correspondence; —Shorthand and Typewriting; —Secretarial Science; —Office Methods. With this thorough basis of specific training, Drake Graduates win recognition—they find a constant market for their services. Send — today — for a copy of the new Drake Year Book which will supply you with helpful information. DRAKE BUSINESS SCHOOL l’ASSAIC Telephone New Jersey PASSAIC TWO Efficient School xRegmblem PAGE SIXTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE SIXTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of HENRY DOHERTY SILK COMPANY Clifton, New Jersey SPECIALIZE ON PLAIN GOODS Snappy John: They tell me rubber tires. Bill: “That’s why it stretches.” Clifton Now Has One of the Finest Banking Rooms in Passaic County You are cordially invited to inspect the CLIFTON TRUST CO. RESOURCES, $5,000,000 PAGE SIXTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE SIXTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of DR. ALFRED PFISTER Topping “Hello, Old Top, new car?” “No, old car, new top. Compliments of DE MATTIA BROTHERS Inc. PAGE SEVENTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1921 fi NEW JERSEY LAW SCHOOL PRR-LEGAL DEPARTMENT Offers you an opportunity beginning February 1st, 1928 to obtain a standard two-year course of Pre-legal college work by June 1929. Students completing this course will be eligible for admission to the Law School in September 1929. Graduates of this course satisfy the entrance requirements for Law School or may transfer their credits to other institutions granting academic degrees. For Catalog, address: NEW JERSEY LAW SCHOOL Pre-legal Department RECTOR AND OGDEN STREETS, NEWARK, N. J. Freshy: “I’m doing my best to get ahead.” Prof: “You eertainlv need one.” PATERSON PREPARATORY SCHOOL Day or Evening. Our courses prepare students for the New Jersey State Examinations. Hundreds of our graduates are now attending the leading colleges and professional schools. Tutoring in all subjects for retarded students. Modem labor- atory equipment. Send for bulletin. HTGH SCHOOL COMPLETE IN TWO YEARS 175 MARKET STREET Paterson, New Jersey Telephone: Sherwood 1180 3ft PAGE SEVENTY ONE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 303 Teacher: “In order to make this story a suc- cess it needs a detective in it.” Student: “A detective! Why?” Teacher: “To find the plot.” V Compliments of SECTION ROOM 312 PAGE SEVENTY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Telephone 5778 Passaic Have Your Photo Taken By HALUPKA 706 MAIN AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. CONRAD HOSIERY COMPANY. y fem u a cturtfr-i t ' “CONRADS’ 51 FULL FASHIONED HOSIERY eihes7 GA.UG -: rzw the u v teh states WELLINGTON AND GETTY AVENUES CLIFTON, N. J. - PAGE SEVENTY-THREE TUT REFLECTOR CLIFTON II ! C. H SCHOOL F F. R R U A R Y 1928 LARKEY’S CLOTHES HAVE THE SMART COLLEGE MANNER —AND HOW! You can’t just say that a suit has style and get away with it. The youth of today is a pretty keen judge of what is and what isn’t style. Because iie buys for appearance sake he makes sure that the looks are more than skin deep. That is why our collegiate models are so popular. They have swank and smartness, and because they are made in our own shops we are very particular that they have quality, too. Our new selection of two and three buttons is now ready and we would like you to pass judg- ment on them. You know, of course, that Larkey prices are always reasonable. Our furnishing depart- ment is showing a great line of college neckwear. THE LARKEY CO. 18-20 Lexington Avenue, Passaic, N. J. FLORENCE AVENUE BUILDING LOAN ASSOCIATION of CLIFTON, N. J. New Series Always Open — Start An Account Now Applications For Mortgage Loans Acted Upon Promptly PAGE SEVENTY-FOUR Compliments of THE CLEARING HOUSE OF THE ASSOCIATED BANKS OF PASSAIC AND VICINITY Compliments of BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 101 Compliments of BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 103 Compliments of GIRLS OF SECTION ROOM 104 THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE SEVENTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Telephone Sherwood 5543 MAIN STREET CONFECTIONERY CO. James P. Mault, Prop. WHOLESALE CONFECTIONERY 514 MAIN STREET, PATERSON, N. J. “Are you the barber that cut my hair the last time?” “No, I’ve only worked here a year.” Phones 5300 - 5301 Passaic KRAMER LUMBER CORP. Hyman Kramer, President LUMBER AND MASONS’ MATERIALS CENTRAL AND RUSSELL STREETS, CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE SEVENTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HKiH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192 HILBERT GO. Insurance In All Its Branches COR. CLIFTON FLORENCE AVES. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY JENCO BROS. 54 MARKET STREET PATERSON, NEW JERSEY We mat be little but—we’re there” when Reflector Ads are taken. SECTION ROOM 105 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 106 Glad To Meet You! BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 107 PAGE SEVENTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 313 like Stalled Motorist: “Know anything about cars mine r Wise One: “Yes. About 1,000 jokes.” Day Phone 5827-R Nipht Phone 4956-R Compliments of PLOG’S GARAGE SECTION ROOM Cars Bought and Sold 314 PARTS FOR ALL MAKES OF CARS 235 PIAGET AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE SEVENTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HI OH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Passaic 5345 C. J. Moscati, Mgr. MOSG ATI’S MUSIC HOUSE Pianos, Player Pianos Phonographs Records, Music Rolls, Saxophones, Clarinets and All Kind of String Instruments 225 PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Mortgage Loans NO BONUS NO RENEWAL FEE The PATERSON SAVINGS INSTITUTION Resources $28,()()(),000.00 Savings and Checking Accounts MAIN AND MARKET STREETS PATERSON, NEW JERSEY PATERSON BLUE PRINT AND SUPPLY CO. PAGE EIGHTY THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Passaic 1642 CLIFTON MOTOR CO. Day and Nigh' Towing Service Auto Supplies and General Repairing P. TRAMONTIN, Prop. 511-513 LEXINGTON AVENUE Phone Passaic 2346 WHITE LAUNDRY 20 VAN WINKLE AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of JOHN A. CELENTANO Phone Passaic 6475 C. VANDERZWALM A. KELLER SCHUBERT’S SERVICE STATION Gas, Oil and Accessories FISK TIRES TUBES 478 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY m PAGE EIGHTY-ONE Compliments of CIRLS OF SECTION ROOM 204 Compliments of BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 207 I)o you all realize that Burk almost doubled his contribution to Reflector Ads; Never mind! We’re mighty glad you made the grade, 213, even if Elmer did come in on “high.” Compliments of 2 -1 GIRLS OF SECTION ROOM 212 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 211 7 - Ans:—On Miss Merry s Door PAGE EIGHTY-TWO T HE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 f ■■■ ■■■ = FIRST Compliments of NATIONAL BANK OF CLIFTON PASSAIC RUBBER CO. Grow with a Growing Bank CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PARKER AVE. and CENTER ST. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of GIRLS OF SECTION ROOM 206 Phone Passaic 2330 Compliments of | CLIFTON DAIRY CO. ISRAEL FRIEND Hy-Grade “A” Raw Milk A ttorney-at-Law “Try Our Baby Milk” CLASS OF FEBRUARY, 1921 « CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL % ' ■ ■ K PAGE EIGHTY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1918 Phone Passaic 87 MANSFIELD PLUMBING AND HEATING GO. 208 WASHINGTON PLACE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 5600 JAFFE GOAL CO. Pittston GOAL Scranton RIVER ROAD N. Y. S. W. R. R. EAST PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of CLIFTON PAPER MILLS THE LABOR BANK A National Bank With All Modern Bank Facilities 125 BROADWAY PATERSON, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY-FOUR THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Passaic 1938 GULMONE BROS. Distributors Peerless Motor Cars AUTOMOBILE BODY BUILDING AND REPAIRING Dents Straightened 956 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 5520 MADISON PARK AUTO SUPPLY STORE Atwater Kent Radio RADIOS, TIRES, TUBES AND ACCESSORIES Louis Socofsky 850-852 MAIN STREET, NEAR MADISON AVENUE PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of SISCO DAIRY CO. Grade “A” Milk PHONE PASSAIC 5414 o u l-H p r , — — QC M H D a X — s a. DRAWING MATERIALS LEVELS and TRANSITS PATERSON, N. J. Phone Sherwood 5799 3ft PAGE EIGHTY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Sherwood 2831 RAIN OR SHINE BOX LUNCH Sandwiches For All Occasions J. VANDENBROECK, Prop. Let Us Estimate We Strive To Please No Order Too Small — No Order Too Large 57 VREELAND AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 1565 G. A. HAUSERMAN, O. D. Optometrist Specialist in the Examination of Eyes for Glasses Passaic National Bank Building ROOMS 301-302-303 PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 1301 SPORTING GOODS of Quality RUBBER FOOT WEAR, SLICKERS, SWEATERS, ETC. THE ALLING-WATERS RUBBER CO. 131 MAIN STREET PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 9491 INTERNATIONAL COAL CO. V. Jenco, Prop. Res. 102 Lanza Avenue, Garfield, N. J. SECOND STREET Near Plauderville Station SADDLE RIVER TOWNSHIP, N. J. PAGE EIGHTY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Sherwood 5480 ISAAC A. SERVEN Lawyer Lakeview Building 125 CROOKS AVENUE LAKEVIEW, PATERSON, N. J. Phone Passaic 2050 C. 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 Passaic 1342 CLIFTON PHARMACY JOHN E. McHENRY. Ph. G. Prescriptions A Specialty We Deliver Try Us 709 MAIN AVENUE Cor. Clifton Avenue CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY SCHOOL SPIRIT W ho has seen School Spirit? Who has heard School Spirit? Neither I nor you. Neither I nor you. But when we see each new Reflector, But when we hear the cheers go up, Wv know School Spirit’s passing through. We know School Spirit’s passing through. Marie Goetschius, ’30 Compliments of Section Room 114 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 201 Compliments of SECTION ROOM 202 PAGE EIGHTY-SEVEN THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 192 Sfiarton Electric Radio Fada Radio OLLDORF SON Phone Passaic 4172 SERVICE RADIATOR COMPANY AUTO BODY AND RADIATOR WORKS Painting, Metal and Coach Work, U pholstering Radiators Fenders, Bodies Branch of The SERVICE RADIATOR CO. OF PATERSON 456 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 4995 S. VIDALE Tile and Marble Contractor Satisfaction Guaranteed 40 MAHAR AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PARKER SERVICE STATION AUTO GLAZING — SPEEDOMETER REPAIRING Tires, Tubes, Accessories, Oils and Greases E. WEISSMANN COR. PARKER ACKERMAN AVES. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of FRANK CALLIGARO Phone Passaic 1812 The Guarantee Mortgage and Title Insurance Company FIRST MORTGAGE INVESTMENTS Title Insurance NEWS BUILDING PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY PAGE EIGHTY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of CHAS. M. HECK Butcher 117 MADELINE AVENUE 1130 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of EDW. G. ULBRIGHT Phone Passaic 3002 Compliments of QUINLAN FUNERAL HOME P. Quinlan 30 HARDING AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of JAMES J. GANNON Attorney at Law 125 CROOKS AVENUE PATERSON, NEW JERSEY DAYTON BARBER SHOP DOMENIC CHIPOLONI, Prop. 220 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY JULES BEAUTY SALON MARCELLE PERMANENT WAVING $10.00 425 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY A FRIEND PAGE EIGHTY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Passaic 5890 WEST SIDE MARKET Where Quality Rules HENRY BEETZ Prime Meats, Fruits and Vegetables 522 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 6819 ALERT GARAGE SERVICE STATION ACCESSORIES — AUTO REPAIRING Greases, Gas and Oils, Tires and Tubes Free Crank Case Service 759-765 CLIFTON AVENUE ATHENIA, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7 Thorburn Robinson, Inc. All Kinds of Insurance COR. MAIN CLIFTON AVES. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY ACKERMAN PHARMACY SPERLING HALUPKA, Props. Purity — Accuracy 136 ACKERMAN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of CLINIC GIRLS Phone Passaic 7029 Clifton Wet Wash and Laundry Service, Inc. 855 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Lambert 3052 “The Neighborhood Drug Store Prescriptions, Toilet Articles, Cigars, Candy ALBION PLACE PHARMACY GEORGE J. EVANS, Reg. Phar. FENNER AVE. and VALLEY ROAD CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 7138 THE EDYTHE VANITY SHOPPE Permanent Waving and Expert Service in All Branches of Beauty Culture 1146 MAIN STREET Near Crooks Ave. PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7541 Sanitary Cleaning and Dyeing Co. JOSEPH BOSK A, Prop. TAILORING OF EVERY DESCRIPTION Expert on DRY CLEANING AND DYEING OF FANCY GARMENTS Goods Called For and Delivered 51 HARDING AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE NINETY T IIE REFLECTOR CLIFTON H G H SCHOOL FEBRUARY 19 2 8 $ t . — - - ■ Phone Passaic 5862 FOURTH WARD POST’S GARAGE BUILDING LOAN WALTER POST, Prop. ASSOCIATION General Auto Repairing CITY TRUST CO. BLDG. Studebaker and Buick Specialist Service Station PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY 630 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 3175 MARTIN DAIRY COMPANY Compliments of Grade “A” Milk PAUL ZSCHACK WESTERVELT AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 88 VARDEE MOTOR Phone Passaic 1545 SALES, Inc. ALBERT P. BARTHOLD General Repairing Coal and Wood HUPMOBILE SALES AND SERVICE 465 RIVER ROAD 233-237 RANDOLPH AVENUE GARFIELD, NEW JERSEY CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 2111 CLIFTON HAND LAUNDRY M. ISELDYKE MRS. F. KROENER, Prop. WET WASH and MANGLE WORK Decorator Also Work Done By Hand 11 SECOND STREET « CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY ■■■-- m m - -A- 1 % fi ■ v- -.V ■ = PAGE NINETY-ONE • THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1 9 2 S Phone for Food Passaic 6071 Compliments of SEABERT’S Delicatessen and Grocery Dependable Goods, Reasonable Prices Prompt Delivery 740 MAIN AVENl'E CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of THE HOME BAKERY 298 CROOKS AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 8284 PIPER S MARKET Prime Meats, Provisions Vegetables, Fish, Oysters and Clams 390 CROOKS AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 2327 CLIFTON SPORT SHOP BONDINELLI BROS. 266 PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY , Compliments of BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 113 ACKERMAN BARBER SHOP NICHOLS PENSATO, Prop. ACKERMAN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of SILVERSTEIN’S DEP T STORE 257 PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY NEW JERSEY LEATHER CO. JAMES JENCO 267 MONROE STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A FRIEND H. V. D. PAGE NINETY-TWO THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 fr- -—: ■ - - ■ ■ ■ - ■ ■ - ■ f X jj Compliments of FRIEND DE ROSE DANIEL CALLIGARO Dry Goods LADIES AND GENTS FURNISHINGS 286 PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 8699 SUNLIGHT BAKERY Orders Taken for Weddings, Birthday or Christenings 121 KNAPP AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of FRANK KAISER’S HOTEL 385 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 3718 J. A. PARIAN Jeweler and Optician Eyes Examined by Registered Optometrist 258 DAYTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 1136 Moderate Rates Compliments of GUS D. GENTILE Portrait Art Photo Studio The Best in Photography—Studio and Home Portrait, Wedding Group, Enlarging, Coloring and Commercial Work 46 ACKERMAN AVENUE Corner Parker Ave. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of LOUIS POLES CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 2979 SCHUBERT’S GARAGE Chrysler Sales and Service JAMES HEALD Res. Phone Lambert 6600-R 476 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY A - =- v v -r _ _ -nr = i K PACE NINETY-THREE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Sherwood 9553 WM. E. ALEXANDER Real Estate and Insurance Mortgage Loans Notary 411 TRENTON AVENUE PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 6019 N. A. TELISCHAK GROCERIES AND MEAT MARKET 72 MAHAR AVENUE CLIFTON. NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 1996-M MRS. M. CLARE Groceries and Delicatessen Sandwiches and Candy Soft Drinks and Ice Cream 127 PIAGET AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of PERINI CADORIN Compliments of BOYS OF SECTION ROOM 205 Phone Sherwood 7537 CRIMSHAW FLORIST “Say It With Flowers; But Say It With Ours Cut Flowers Plants Floral Designs 972 MAIN STREET PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Phones Passaic 5997-5998 NASH PASSAIC CO. Nash Leads the World in Motor Car Value SHOW ROOM: 71-73 Lexington Ave., Passaic, N. J. SERVICE STATION: 359 Lexington Ave., Clifton, N. J. Compliments of MILLINGTON SWEET SHOPPE 1- ■:■= Are you in need of a perfect PIANO TUNER, or expert repair man of any kind of musical instruments, such as SAXA- PHON, VIOLIN with BOW or any kind of wind or string instruments, Drum, etc., call a man who specializes in this line, and DOES HIS OWN REPAIR WORK. Special low prices for school girls and boys. Dip- loma from U. S. A. and Europe. Phone Sherwood 8573 HENRY RISSER 242 E. SEVENTH ST., CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE NINETY-FOUR TH R REFLECTOR CLIFTON H I C. H SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1929 THE WICKER SHOP Reed, Willow and Fibre Furniture If Its Wicker, We Make It 759 MAIN AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 4111 THOMAS COAL CO. Scranton COAL Pittston COLFAX AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A I. Our Grocerman A. P. TEA CO. 654 MAIN STREET CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone 5051-W C. Linzalone CAPITAL MUSIC STORE Fverything in Music Repairing A Specialty 314 MONROE STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY m For Real Fstate, A Home or A Home Site SEE JOHN MEYER Phone Passaic 9224 335 VAN HOUTEN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of RUBIN FOX Phene Passaic 2305 RADIMER HARDWARE CO. 261 PASSAIC STREET PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY WM. J. WELSH SONS Wholesale and Retail Dairy Products Grade “A” Milk From Tested Cows 187 PENNSYLVANIA AVENUE PATERSON, NEW JERSEY 3ft PACE NINETY-FIVE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 5 • J v — FELIX’S MARKET Prime Meats and Groceries 224 CENTRAL AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Save Do Everything Time Money Electrically QUALITY FARBANISH ELECTRIC CO. Washing Machines, Fixtures, Radios, Electric Irons, House Wiring, Motor Repairing, Etc. 85 CENTER STREET 0 Phone Passaic 8728 CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Sherwood 1388 Established 1835 Wilson S. Brower Co., Inc. Successors to Muzzy Brothers “Everything for Lawn and Carden” Fall Bulbs Tulips, Hyacinth, Narrcissus 143 MAIN STREET PATERSON, NEW JERSEY QUALITY Compliments of H PHIL’S DELICATESSEN “Passaic’s Leading Food Shop” 23 LEXINGTON AVENUE U Phone Passaic 644 PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Compliments of jj ROOM “B” BOYS EMIL J. MEIER Bread, Cake, Pie, Rolls The Best For All Occasions 387 CROOKS AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY DAVID G. McFERRAN Surgeon Dentist 922 MAIN STREET IJ PATERSON, NEW JERSEY ft Compliments of N. WESTYKE Phone Sherwood 7331 A ALOIS PRAIS Fresh Killed Poultry Prime Seasoned Beef—Smoked Meats and JJ Provisions of the Finest Quality ft Reasonable Prices Personal Attention Where Quality Reigns 300 CROOKS AVENUE LAKEYTEW HEIGHTS, CLIFTON, N. J. PAGE NINETY-SIX THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Phone Nutley 212 DELAWANNA SERVICE GARAGE MARTIN LACHNER. Prop. General Auto Repair Shop MAIN AVENl'E DELAWANNA, NEW JERSEY HOLLAND AMERICAN BAKERY JAMES J. SUH, Prop. MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phones Passaic 4180—2046-W J. H. HILTON SON Real Estate and Insurance Res. 38 Luddington Ave. 841 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY CRITERION SHOPPE Cigars, Stationery, Toys, Ice Cream, Soda Special Prices to Parties M. KELLY, Prop. 311 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7323 MAIN BARBER SHOP BEAUTY PARLOR JOE OBERLIK and FREI) I)AMMAN Finest Sanitary Shop in the City 672 MAIN AVENUE Near Madison Ave. CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY FOR (iOOD PAINTS SEE STEPHAN GAAL Glass, Varnish and Paint Supplies 239 PARKER AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 1718 “REMEMBER THE NAME” KAHM LUCAS Auto Electric Specialists Ignition Starters and Generators Repaired Radio Batteries Charged and Repaired GOULD BATTERIES 312-14 CLIFTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of S. BELLENSON Drugs 676 MAIN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY pac;e ninety-seven THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 PAGE NINETY-EIGHT THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of FAUST’S MARKET Meats, Vegetables, Poultry 324 BLOOMFIELD AVENUE PASSAIC, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 7165 Res. 2946-W EGATZ AUTO EXCHANGE, Inc. Repossessed Cars ROMAN EGATZ, Pres. 486-488 LEXINGTON AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 5466 COTE ELECTRIC CO. Electrical Contractors Light Power Wiring—Lighting Fixtures RADIO and SUPPLIES 243 LAKEVIEW AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PETER KNAPP Real Estate 655 VAN HOUTEN AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY VAN BANCHANTE BROS. Dealers in Natural Ice and Carting 368 BUFFALO AVENUE PATERSON, NEW JERSEY Phone Passaic 5248 WINKLERS SUGAR BOWL JOHN G. WINKLER. Prop. Soda, Candy, Cigars Magazines — Stationery 94 LAKEVIEW AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY Compliments of A FRIEND Phone Sherwood 2618 W. BOONE SONS Dairy Milk 79 DUNDEE AVENUE CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY PAGE NINETY-NINE THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HI OH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 HANDSOMELY TAILORED SUITS Leaders in Style and Value — Distinctive Patterns A SPECIAL PRICE OF $35.00 LOOK THEM OVER AND COMPARE They are exceptional suits and measure up to the Schoonmaker standard in every detail. The materials are—Fine Quality Blue Cheviots, Serges and Unfinished Worsteds. Snappy Young Men’s Models And one of the greatest Suit values we have ever offered. REGAL Imported — Grain Leather Oxfords, $6.60 STETSON Hats of the Latest Models, $8, $10, $12 and $15 Passaic 4506-J SCHOONMAKER GO. 225-233 Main St., Paterson, N. J. Passaic (5797-M KOLK TERNIGAN PAINTERS AND DECORATORS Specializing in Graftex and Textone Suggestions given for all kinds of Decorating and Color Schemes for Theatres, Churches and Private Residents Estimates Cheerfullv Given Office: 398 HIGHLAND AVENUE, PASSAIC, N. J. PAGE ONE HUNDRED THE REFLECTOR CLIFTON HIGH SCHOOL FEBRUARY 1928 Compliments of HENRY R. GOULD PRINTER ™CLIFTON, NEW JERSEY THE “ REFLECTOR ” IS A SAMPLE OF OUR WORK TELEPHONE PASSAIC 3909 PAGE ONE HUNDRED ONE ; i '£ - . - ' J ‘ rvV r - . v cC S ' '■ - • -'� : • % • ' ’ ' • ' _ — . - - ..’ j® • ; .• ' - • -. _ •. .■ ■ ... -_ a • . w •''- . 4 -w