Clifton High School - Rotunda Yearbook (Clifton, NJ)

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THE REFLEC TOR 11- ii-. .1 bane one 'them crazy fellers.' 'Never mind thet,' Brownie hollered at him, all excited-like. 'Get that shark.' Ole looked at him like he war really crazy. 'Wa' fo' yo' want thet sharkP' he says. 'Yo' got whole boat shark'. But Brownie only gets more excited-like and says, 'Yeh, but thet's the only shark in the seven seas what is got my toe in 'is jawrsl' Wall, they got the shark aboard. Brownie's foot war bleedin' turrible, so Ole goes down the forehatch and gets a handful of cobwebs an' sticks them on whar the toe uster was, only ain't. He bandaged it up slick's a whistle, and they waited for a breeze. Ef'n Ole hadn't jumped ter conclusions like he thought Brownie war crazy, maybe he'd be havin' 'is toe today. After the old fisherman had finished his tale, he sat silently as if reminis- cing. The young man looked at him scornfully. Do you expect me to believe that? he asked. I'm not askin' yer, I'm tellin' yer. l've still got thet shark stuffed with thet toe between his teeth slick's a whistle, and he looked around at the rest of the group. They nodded wisely. U Well, I've got to End a mechanic for that motor, aiiswered the young man, rising from his seat. Probably cost me plenty. Thar ye go, jumpin' ter conclusions again. Ef'n ye'd put some gasoline inter thet motor instead of stuff from thet kerosene jug I seen ye fussin' with, maybe it'd go. Rain Alberta Oosterhout, june '36 Rain-silvery drops on my window pane, Beautiful, silvery drops: Angels' tears are falling down to earth. Flowers lift their faces to be cleansedg Trees and bushes wave their hands and bend. All grows calm-creation is renewed, And angels' tears have ceased to fall. Hope ' By Barbara Trojan, Post-graduate The air is sweet, and the dew sprinkled grass glistens in the glory of the sunrise. The sunrise-the beginning of a new day. One which may bring happiness, sorrow, death. What if sorrow? But, O friend! there is always a sunset, and a new sunrise that ushers in another day. 13

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THE REFLEC TOR grunted an' rolled over on his stummik. Arter a while Ole found a newspaper wrapped around the salt pork bait and commenced readin' 'loud. It seems thet people had been a' goin' crazy with histeriks around thet part o' Florida from stayin' out in the hot sun too long. Ole found a piece in the paper thet told all about it and read it through to Brownie. When he was finished, he told Brownie, 'Yo' better not lay in thet sun. Yo' go crazy like them peepulf Twarn't no use, though. Brownie jus' grunted an' shifted his back square inter the blazin' sun. From then on Ole read his paper to himself. On an' on he read, an' the sun got hotter an' hotter. just as Ole was dozin' off, Brownie gave a yell and started jumpin' up an' down around the deck. Ole war pretty near scared out o' his pants. 'Yo' see,' he says, 'now wha' I tell yoP' But Brownie's only answer wuz another screech what wuz turrible to hear, an' with the bay teemin' with sharks, he dived overboard and disappeared. Ole ran to the rail, but 'e could see nuther hide nor hair o' him. Arter a while, Brownie came ter the top an' struck out fer the boat. Ole grabbed a boat- hook and was goin' ter pull him in, but when Brownie busted out lallin' like he war a' goin' ter bust, Ole changed his mind an' held him off with it. Brownie took one look at them big fins circlin' closer an' let out another yell what shook the timbers an' nigh scared the sharks. Ole ducked 'im with the boat-hook to cool 'im off. 'Twaren't no use, though. Fin'ly Brownie got .x enough wind ter holler at Ole, 'Lemme aboard ye ---- fool. Are ye crazyP' 'Naw, oi no bane crazy,' he jaws back. 'Yo bane crazy, but I no got scared.' No, Ole war'n't scared all right. 5 X Him with a oak deck unner 'is feet an' J? K' a six foot by two pole in 'is hands. fi gi ,fisw , 's-- Naw, he war'n't scared. X lf yi il I l . . , . :Brownie managed ter say suthin f ' R-my 'bout a pack o' matches what had ablazed up in 'is pocket, an' then he yelled that the shark had got 'im by ' the foot. Ole quick started pullin' him x E - in with the hook, but thet war too slow fer Brownie. He started shinny'n up the pole with thet shark ahangin' on- V?Tf f E rf! X-- ter ,IS foot. The extry weight war too fx N ,Q . - Ya: much fer Ole, an' he let go. Brownie K i an' the shark went in again with a x 'pf , splash, but he'd grabbed fer th' rail, 3 -17 Q , , , 7? S, and when e did thet he pushed th A, boathook down the shark's throat and y W A 'uf nigh out 'is tail. iff! 'Pnfyr X .fWall, somehow Brownie got disat- Z! If lfli--.N tached from the shark in the water an' ,f,,,l,,,mllf fva tg' Ole got him aboard. 'Oi thought you H' i i:': B X 12

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THE REFLEC TOR l The Innocence of Children By Norman Leland, june '36 Children, contrary to popular belief, are not as innocent as they sometimes appear. I have seen 1nany who look like little cherubim, but who are, in reality, little demons. For instance, there was Freddie. Freddie lived with his mother and father in a small, quiet New England town. Now Freddie's mother had a habit of sending little Freddie down to the corner store for various supplies, for these, she invariably ran a charge account. Freddie, who had his share of intelligence, soon recognised the simplicity of going into the store and getting what was needed by asking for a slip , One day little Freddie, with several of his allies, decided to make pies and cakes. They started out, innocently enough, by diluting some brown earth with water until a proper degree of adhesiveness had been reached. After a time they became tired of such unconvincing results. Their cakes did not even slightly resemble anything that they had seen at home, furthermore, the results looked anything but palatable. This situation was thoughtfully remedied by Freddie. He had seen his mother use eggs in her cakes. Xvith wicked cleverness, Freddie remembered the corner store. Into the store he went, first admonishing his companions to wait outside or Mr. Clark might think something amiss. ln as short a time as it takes to tell about it, Freddie was out again with two dozen of Mr. Clark's best strictly fresh eggs and a slip . Back to the scene of the first experiments they trooped. After fifteen minutes or so of more advanced research with the soil and water mixture, but with the added ingredient of nine eggs, a very sticky, yellowish-brown batter ensued. They even went as far as to heat the mixture on an old sheet of metal until dryg still, none of them wished to take advantage of the calories and vitamins in the concoction. In that respect, Mr. Clark's eggs were dissipated. However, it was great sport to make things with real eggs, which Freddie generously supplied. As children will, after indulging several times they wearied of the diversion, but this fact did not prevent them from finding new and bet- ter advantages in the use of eggs. Freddie proved himself to be an inventive genius on the subject by revealing to his compatriots that they make very satisfactory projectiles to be employed against the other progeny in the neigh- borhood. This discovery was enthusiastically received by Freddie's friends, and it was through this enthusiasm that Freddie's down-fall occurred and the source of the eggs was cut off. Barbara-jane, one of the little girls in the vicinity, was out for a walk with her doll carriage. She strolled blissfully along, completely unaware of the foul plot Freddie was conceiving. vVithout warning, a barrage of the fragile missiles burst on and about the young lady's person, with disastrous effects to both young lady and perambu- lator. The sequel to the bombardment of tl1e young Miss took place early in the 14