DeWitt Clinton High School - Clintonian Yearbook (Bronx, NY)

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uvvily donit you two dry up?H intervened Docu lrwin S. Guernsey. wittiest, wl1o sat in a corner witii ilis ilead in llis liands and wept lnitterly. uplease clonit carry on so, Doc, wllispered Dean Foote. most co- operative, wilipping out liis trusty ilandlierclnel and lielping Doc to wipe iiis moistened orlas. Uvveill lind a way out, someiiowfy HHey, l tllillli live got a planf' Miss Hannaii Ruderman, prettiest. suddenly screamed. 'dust wait,U slle called, stopping to powder ller lace and reset iler iiair, H1-Xnd watcil my perfumed smolae. l'il liave us out ol' llere in no timef' And so saying, slle set out determinedly in time general direction ol time camp commanderis ileadquarters. Poor girl, Weill probably never see tier againf, declared lvlr. Alam- lmm l:eil1uscl1, best matured, siglling sympatlletically. Gee, lmut youire Cl1iCli8Il-llCElI'tBCl,u unisoned time lViessrs. Nlclndoe and Bono, hardest marker and most tests, respectively. 'Just see liow l1ard and ilow cold we can ine. nvve do seef, commented Dr. Henry Davidson, most tnelovect. HAnd wilere does your eiticiency get you? Vvliy . . . H Now, now. gentlemen-no quarrelsf' insisted Mr. israel Sciuxlden- lrei, ltamtsomest. UNO need to l:igl1t and mar our features any sooner tiian necessary. Say, Roland, l wonder it you would do me a liavor. IRI lilce to liave my picture talcen lnetore l die,-you lcnow. a remembrance lor my dear old motiier. Vvoulcl you mind fixing my tie, comlming my liair. setting tile camera, and snapping tile picture?H uVVi1y. no. not at allf' stammered Wir. J. Roland Gallo, most versa- tile. uGlad to satisly tiie closing wislx ol a dying man. ugay, put us in too, called Mr. Artiuur Vvessei and Mrs. Grace Sciiapiro, best dressed man and woman, Uxveire sometlling lor display. All riglit, get in, Mr. Gallo acquiesced. ul donit care. fluiclcly, tile tllree eye-catcllers lined up. Slowly Mr. Gallo got every- tiling ready, adjusted tiie camera and prepared to cliclc time silutter. Hey, l1ey, a familiar. iwigil-pitched voice suddenly simouted. hvvily. it's Miss Rudermanf' iilteen voices cried all at once. uxvliatis imappenedifi , Hvveire all lreei l got us all lreelu HHOW? Vvily? NVlI6Ilr?,, llilteen voices siiouted. stwlliy, it's simple .... V Tim General toole one loole at me, And now, my friends, we att are freeln

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THOSE WE L N f5Ntf ot ttie many new-t-angtect tatmor concentration camps wtiicti ctot anct tend tmeauty to ttie Uproarian coun- trysicte. preparations tor a gata and uptitting sacriticiat rituat were teveristity taking ptace. Everywtiere, stones were tx-ing grounct. axes stmrpenefl, and appetites wtlettect. txlvanwtiite. in ttie center ot ttie party ot ttraitors., catmty awaiting ttle tiour ot' tiquictation, sat Dean Aaron Cotlen. most popular, pen in tianct anct tmootc in tap. Httm not attraict to ctief, tie ctianteft, in a voice touft anct strong enougtl tor all Uproaria to tlear. tim worriect only atmout ttiis momentous volume Wl'liCtl tive just tinistiect anct wtmirtm may tu- cteslroyect atter my cteattrn Amt tie tietct atotlt tiis manuscript, prouctty ctisptaying ttie tittv. HA Treatise on ttie Accoptect tVtanner ot Gaining Friencts amt tfxercising an tnttuence over Peoptefy mtttle ctevit witti your tmootcft ctlorusect Mr. Vvittiam Licti- tenstein anct tvtr. Nt. .t. Betasco. most inctustrious anct trarclest wortzvr. respectively. Htaetgs cto somettiing to get out ot tlereft Amt ttie two captains ot industry rose energetically anct wattiect to ttie watt ot ttie camp, wtiere ttley to spiritedty anct. wittw tl1f'iltft0tiEl tortc and a pin. tae-gan to pectc vigorously at ttie sotict-steel structure. Htctiotsf, murmured Mr. ct. V. Gates, fewest tests. Loot: tiow tiarct ttley wortc. Vvtiere wort: ever get anyone? tw- tatxen it easy always, never giving exams. anct ttm still welt-titiectu HYoutre atmsotutety rigt1t,H eiacutatect txtr. tvtax Stierrin. easiest murtzer. Lite is so easy ttmat wtlenever report carcts are issuect t merely tiand an intc-pact to my squactman anc. tiave trim stamp ttltlff on att ot tllClTl.n

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TISIE TCDWN CRIER Graduates of this realistic day set out in life to the ringing sound of the tocsin materialism We are ever where told that this is a world 'n Wm. Quang iSDftQ6S5fed i.oiw.i of tiowm., mm in .mire owe vw sentimentality and emotion have no place. And the inevitable rest? .ras been to convert our youth into autom- atons who care for nothing but money and the misleading power which it brings. We do not altogether condemn this tendency. Possession ol the ma- terial is beneficial and desirable. But it is desirable not-as too many of us have made it-as an ultimate objective, a happy and crowning end. Rather, it serves its purpose as a begetter of more elusive pleasures, of more lofty achievements. We forget too quiclcly,-or perhaps we never fully realize,-'that there are things in life more important and more gratifying than the material articles of which money and world power are representative. ln our mad rush lor tangible wealth, we put aside too soon the more subtle values, the more satisfying riches. We overlook the fragrance of the rose, the beauty of the 5 Llmer sunset. We see not thc artist drawing life from his palette: nor the quiclmess and precision w. which an architectural masterpiece talces form. Unfortunately, we shall soon learn that the happy man is not always the one who has the most meat on his table, the most bread in his pantry, the most wine in his cellar. Indeed, the world has lcnown men who-though possessing all the riches and power for which human beings have struggled for centuries ,-have never hit upon the real essence of lite, the true spirit of joyous living. And the world has lcnown men who-despite their poverty and want-have reached a happy and fruitful level from which hardship and sulilering could never hope to shalce them. It is after the second of these that we, all manlcind, had best model ourselves. We do not mean to imply that we ought blindly to discard our ma- terial ambitions and to search for a sort of idyllic paradise where want and suffering are non-existent. Nothing is further from our thoughts. what we are trying to implant is a cultural understanding of the world about us, a rediscovery ol the beauty ol nature and of man-made art, a submerging, in short, ol our material aspirations and a reawalcening of our finer and more aesthetic feelings. Lazar Emanuel spin a I f I fem! s