College High School - La Campanilla Yearbook (Upper Montclair, NJ)

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Have Met Anii Passed Class History As sophomores we were some of the first people to ride on the new nerve-racking specials which swung along the rails at the terrific speed of twenty miles per hour. By this time we had graduated to the upper hall where no end of good things abound. Our fourth year at C.H.S. offered many new problems such as the choice of class rings and our first school dance presentation. Under the guidance of our English teacher, Mr. Lawrence Conrad, we had the distinction of being the first class to join the Teen-Age Book Club. Each month we ordered and received pocket book editions of well-known books. Our greatest achievements in this course were the dramatizations of the plots. Then, too, there were our little rambles in the woods directed by our biology teacher, Mrs. Ramsden. Tick-tree-foil was collected by all on skirts and pants while even some of the more fortunate caught cold and thus avoided the next outing. Diesel-electrics now began to take the place of the more expensive smokers. Compressed air horns blared warnings to pedes- trians as our train rolled in to deposit us for our junior year. By now we were well schooled in the art of presenting a school dance, which was revealed when The Snow Shoe Shuffle proved to be a great success. Other activities included a trip to the New York Museum of Natural History where we viewed the atomic energy exhibit, and the junior-senior picnic at Lake Hopatcong. Among the new activities offered to the class was the publication of the College High Crier, which kept the staff busy meeting deadlines. No longer is there the chug chug of the Diesel but just the steady throb of the electric locomotives. The Erie has advanced as far as it will go for some time, but the class progresses as the sands of time run on. As seniors we had traditions to live up to, so we threw our- selves into our work. Our first activity was the senior carnival, the Corn Stalk, which was formally announced via a variety show. The class participated in another trip to Wall Street where they spent the morning visiting the New York Stock Exchange and the National City Bank. The afternoon was spent at the Radio City Music Hall where we saw Words and Music and a fine stage show. The class enjoyed the traditional junior-senior picnic, being on the receiving end at last. Our spring senior bridge was presented, and our senior play was produced with astonishing results. And so we boarded our Pullman coach and with much regret moved off to new horizons. xO . ' V i

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These Station Stops llong The Way Class History It is interesting to notice the comparisons between our class and the Erie Railroad. Both are still in the process of modernization. For comparison let us suppose that the Erie had just laid its tracks when the class entered the school in ' 43. As the wood-burning Rocket pulled away from the Montclair Heights station, it left a somewhat scared and sooty crowd of new seventh graders. This day was memorable in that it was the first day of six school years which were to follow. It would be hard to list all the activities in which we as a class participated in that first and rather harrowing year. One of the never-to-be-forgotten incidences was the gift presentaton of a flowering shrub to the library. Mrs. Winchester was thunderstruck when one of the older students inquired why she was keeping poison ivy on her desk. The year ' s climax was the trip to High Point where the class spent the night. At this time a certain bottle was planted containing matter written by the class members. Too bad the bottle was dug up the next year. Of course, it must be mentioned here that one of the hydrogen balloons sent up under the instruction of Miss Ransom was returned by a certain Mr. Scerb of Connecticut. The first coal burners were making their appearance as we made ours in preparation for our second year at College High. Spurred on by the strains of a flute, our class produced the play, A Package for Ponsenby, which went over with a bang. Funny though, a page in the script was left out in one of the later performances and was never missed. Later in the year the boys took a trip to Wall Street where they were conducted through the National City Bank. The day was climaxed when they saw the production Ten Little Indians. The year of the closed coach, free from soot and smoke, found us contemplating our freshman year. Our Western Culture course was begun with observations on the conditions in South America. To conclude the project a mock trial was presented before the Parent- Teacher Association. In the trial the student jury ruled that Argentina was guilty of the charge under consideration. But a monkey wrench was thrown into the gears of justice when the parent jury voted unani- mously for a verdict of not guilty. During the year we started and completed the mural which now graces the wall of room thirteen. The mural, bringing out our artistic talent, was perhaps the greatest achievement of the class for the year.

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And ThesE Lie FurlhEr Class Prophecy The year: 2000 A.D. The place: along the Erie tracks twelve miles from New York. The action: a jet-train wreck has just taken place and a reporter irom the New York Sun is conversing with a man in his hundreds. Reporter: You say, Mr. Bohn, that the alumnus of the class of ' 49 were killed in the wreck? Mr. Bohn: The proper word is alumni, young man! As I was saying before, they were all oing to a class reunion when ... At this point the bent old man broke into tears. Reporter: Could you please try to pull yourself together and give me some information for the obituary column. Mr. Bohn: I ' ll try, but it ' s such a tragedy that the world should lose so many famous people in one blow. Cam Allen was very undecided when he graduated, so he became a member of the feared Northwest Mounted Police, accumulated a pile of money and scalps of men brought back deader than alive, and retired early to raise polar bears. You ' ve probably heard of his brother Jamie ' Jet ' Allen, who designed a plane with such phenomenal speed that you could leave New York at five o ' clock a. m. and arrive in San Francisco for your yesterday ' s supper. Bobby-Zene Arnold realized her ambition of becoming a housewife soon after graduation from Centenary College. She is famous for her book entitled How (o Become a Housewi e in Ten Easy Lessons. I suppose your wife has spoken to you about a new dress from Kathryn Bayer ' s salon of fine wearing apparel. Her plain pipe racks rival those of the famous Robert Hall. Still undecided after graduation from Princeton, Pete Bennett worked as a mattress tester at Simmons. After this he starred as Rip Van Winkle in a play which thereupon ran for twenty years. Of course, you know of the medical firm which Dave Berry and John Tomec started after graduating from Penn State. As tree surgeons they estab- lished a name known ' round the world with their eye drops for weeping willows. If you ' ve ever watched television, young man, you ' ve probably seen Joan Blumberg, who starred in the great serial program ' John ' s Other Cousin ' s Aunt ' s Wife. ' After training under the great voice teachers of France, Germany, and Italy, Mary Clay returned to the U. S. to work in the Brown Derby as a torch singer. Sheila deVries was billed with the finest stars of yesteryear. Her first play was that passionate production, ' The Loves of Lassie. ' During her tours of the U. S., Margie Eastwick preached the doctrine of socialized medicine. She was converted by a wealthy specialist whom she later married. Ever visit the art museum, young man? Then you ' ve probably seen some of the surrealistic art of Miriam Gittleman. Her paintings have made the works of Dali look like printed diagrams. After completing her secretarial course, Betty Jane Hendershot found herself on a slow boat to China working for an Indian Fakir. Learning Yogi, she was the first woman to stand on her head for twenty-four hours abso- lutely silent. If you ' ve ever been to College High, you ' ve probably seen Jayne Knowlton teaching the finer points of physical education to embryonic teachers.