Elba Central School - Revue Yearbook (Elba, NY)

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av:-my 3-gg Q, f , - ,rv .'wiq Q fi1'pR! ,, ,' .-fatal. a -f' iff? 't if -kk . AJHFA Jar iii: 'Q .i,,6H.,ag I ' q.5iMW gf -gf 4, ,. Q Q. li .1 ilix I Q 2 tif. l' f Q' 'J H lA gm' ' Q 'wwf uf fi .I , 2 -4,. ' W' edwwwvjfu, QXNJQSNQN ' Q 3. 6- . we-Q , ft gqiq7.W 'Pl' LH' U 4 A Kitten Like a soft ball of fur 5 Was this little brown kitten, 5 Like a still picture U When he was sitting. ' U Blinking his eyes Q And swishing his tail: 4, Twitching his whiskers, -M'j M And looking so frail. ,fi-gf Better not tease him, He's quick as a flash. Life ofua Pencil I was new a mere few weeks ago, E Sitting proudly on a counter in a box, When who bought me but Susie's beau, Dark haired joe with the wavy locks. These few mere weeks, Oh! such a-life, Who'd guess a pencil could suffer so? I've been shortened again and again! Life's a strife: I've'been thrown across rooms, nicking ribbon bowm I've drawn cartoons, teachers, and boats: Yet I had nothing about it to say: To girls I've never,seen, I've scribbled love notes. . Life is surely full of dismay. ' I'm bitten and scarred as if I'd been in warg My big new eraser was bitten, then tossed! My limbs from being thrown are sore, My will was bent to another boss. He'll turn right around And give you a scratch. Jean Dickout, Class of '44 In 1941 the consumer had taken atory course in education. On De 1941, his notice of admission in of reality was officially received. In this all-out war against Powers, the citizen of the United a prepar- cember 7, the school the Axis States has Yet I shou1dn't complain, thinking over my past, For me there'l1 never be any more tasks: I hope this handkerchief box refuge lasts. How am I 'sitting pretty?' you may ask? My secret I'1l reveal to you: Remember dashing Joe, my first owner? I've been borrowed by all he knew. Poor beau of Susie! Such a loaner! At last, I I was lent came to Susie herself: to her by her old beau, become a necessary cog. It is his duty to face the facts without flinching. He must also make the best of a serious rubber short- age. He must face higher taxes without grumbling. Soaring food prices should be taken as a matter of fact. He must show char- ity toward Red Cross and all other beneficial organizations, as well as his own government. He must lick his wounds, swallow his pride and flinch from nothing. He must' and will .make it clear to the barbaric hordes that he believes in himself and his countryf With a prayer in his hearf, a fight in his body, and an unbreakable spirit he will say: She kept me--sly as an elf, Now I'm a treasured mementol-from Joe. r Marie Park, Class of '45 THE COLE CIRCUS On November 7,1941 the Student Association- sponsored the sensational fifteen-act james M. Cole Indoor.Circus, featuring jumbo, the four and one-quarter ton elephant of Madison Square Garden fame. A great financial success, the circus net- ted the school around 5110. Much of the credit for making this a success goes to William I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one na- tion, indivisible, with li- berty and justice for all. Howard Hartley, Class of '42 Let's Remember Pearl Harbor Let's'Remember Pearl Harbor In everything we do, Remember the fallen soldiers Who fought for me and you. Letfs remember the slogan: 'Loose talk can cost more liv Because you never know - Where there mayfbe some spies. ES 'Q f!! 5- ' Mary Tassone Class of F46 Allen, general chairman. The whole student body worked with him and with other student leaders to undertaken in student well as in make the greatest activity ever by any council an accompfishment cooperation and participation as financial returns. xx 271- , ThelschooL'supo1ied the Midway which lined the lower corridor from end to end. The concessions were: fortune telling, ring- the-duck, bingo, pitch penny, darts, hand- 5 writing analysis, skeeball, and most out- standing of all, the Gay Nineties Revue, under the direction of Mr. Keith Wilson. Featured among the reviews were beautiful girls, arrayed in the gayest costumes of the Nineties. The stage show consisted of the Bearded Lady, the Wild Man from Borneo, the Strong Man, and a stirring melodrama. . The community wholeheartedly supported the activity and all who attended, both old and young, enjoyed Elba Central School's first attempt to present a circus. - June Zipfel, Classfof '44

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CITRONELLA or THE LITTLE FALSE EYELASH Once upon a time, in the far off country of America, in the small town of New York, there lived a very rich man. This rich man had married twice. His second wife was a widow with two grown daughters who had in- herited all their mother's characteristics and were very mean. Citronella, daughter of his first wife, was sweet and kind and just the opposite of Brenda and Cobina, her step- sisters. Cobina and Brenda consequently made Nellie,as they called their step-sister, do all their errands. She had to do the most menial tasks in the households She had to rush about in the great mansion'and plug in all the electric cords in the morning. Everyone looked down on Citronella. The poor girl had to sleep on the ironing board in the kitchen. This year Nellie's stepmother was at Nice and her father was in Alaska, training dog teams, and so Brenda and Cobina, freaks that they were, 'could torment and punish Nellie as much as they wanted to. ' Come morning, up she would hop from her plugging in cords: the coffee-maker, ironing board and start the orange-juice squeezer, the toaster, the electric shaver for the but- ler, the cake-mixer, the hot pad for the ca- nary, which was used to living in a warmer climate, Then she would scamper up the long, sisters' a- There she telephones, portables, hair dryers and sundry other de- vices. The two sisters would spend half the morning, putting their faces on straight. This evening the sisters were going to a charity ball in honor of Destitute and Broken- down Panhandlers, a very worthy cause. Freddy Ickaroo and his band of cats were go- ing to play. Brenda and Cobina were a-quiver with anticipation. They even had new teeth made for the occasion. The step-sisters tor- mented Nellie, by telling her how wonderful the ball was to be and how sorry they were that she could not go.- Indeed, the poor girl was wishing very hard that she could 'swing out to the music of Freddy Ickaroo, the handsomest bachelor in show business. When the two sisters were finally ready, they took the elevator to the first floor, got into the family limousine and purred off to the ball. ' That night as Citronella sat on her ironing board, she heard the wail of a hot trumpet and there in frontfof her stood a strange person. 'I am your fairy God-mother,' said this beautiful visitor. 'I know that you want to go to the ball, and I'm just the one you -must be winding flight of stairs to her partments on the second floor. would run about, plugging in to fix you up. But remember, , H, home before twelve o'clock as. all myw magic will vanish.' Thereupon, she touched Nellie's rags and they ,became a' beautiful dress of gold and scarlet, encrusted with jewels. A cucumber in, the pantry changed into a super-streamlined car. 'But, oh,F-said 'the fairy godmother, 'you must have something to make you distinc- tiqe.' Thereupon, to Nellie 'she handed a pair of pure gold eyelashes- Nellie thanked her godmother and put on the eyelashes. Off Nellie rode to the ball, and burst upon cafe society as a new celebrity,4 making her wand to ' iff' . p ,,!'f5,. ly ,M Qloria Vanderbuilt turn green 'with envy. Having danced and dined the evening- away, completely capturing Freddy's heart in the meanwhile, she obediently started home at eleven forty-five. She stood in the door- way, waiting, for the door to open, and she heard the clock strike twelve. Her clothes immediately became rags and her car changed into a cucumber which lay.at her feet. 1 The next morning as Nellie was helping- her step-sisters, they told her all about the beautiful debutante who had 'crashedr'.the charity ball. They told her how. she had made the band leader fall in love with her by the way she fluttered her golden eye- lashes. ' - ' The next night a charity ball was to be given for the benefit of Chill-Blained Robins which had stayed too long up North. I Brenda and Cobina primped all day in preparation for the ball, and in her sweet, unselfish way, Nellie helped them. That eve- ning, after Brenda and Cobina had left,Citron ella's godmother came again and turned her rags into a still more beautiful dressf Citronella stood in the doorway,waiting to go out and step into her super-streamlined auto when her godmother said to her: 'Here are your gold eyelashes, and don't forget to arrive home by twelve, or all: my magic will vanish.' ' ' That evening as Citronella danced, she entirely forgot the warning,and only when the clock started to strike twelve did she real- ize the time. Freddy tried to follow her as she fled, but all he saw was a raggedu girl running down the street. The next day the papers were full of the disappearance of the beautiful deb and of Freddy's.frantic search for her. Freddy would get up early at twelve o'clock every day and set out in search of his beloved. All over the city of New York, he went. To Brenda and Cobina's house, he came with the gdlden eyelash that Citronella had dropped in her flight. , The girls tried on the eyelash, but it didn't fit either one. Nellie skipped into the room just as Freddy ,was about to go- Finally she asked if ,she copld try on the eyelash. Brenda slapped her across the room, but up Nellie rose, came back to Freddy, snatched the eyelash out of his hand and tried it on. It fitted perhectly and triumph antly she took the other one out of her pocki et and clapped it on her other eye. just then she heard the wail of a hot trgmpetfand there'stood-Nellie's godmother, who changed Nellie's rags into a beautiful dress. 'Freddy immediately recognized her as the debutante at the ball and so did the two step-sisters. lFreddyvIckaroo and mediately married and after. Citronella were im- lived happily ever -' Bernice Peters, Class of '43 . ' N .:.,.,s.f.-..-- ' '2syq,.. -',fr7y, N ' ,LGT-if wi S. ' H B -piti- lx. I Y ' 't' ii . vb I 1-, 'W' 3, gg ,wid , . 'A , . 1' ' - ' .- 7 . ' 73,5 .'--Q 1 fbi t ' U' -Q 3 ' ' -z Vit- - ' .rf Mfw fi? QW him 3?HEif ,lube-hrfl O , 35.1.-.af

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-guru-e:a:: '- -'L- -N 'Q'-'-H 5' IET L. ' , -1 ,TA , is-,, Y . ' . ' . xg, ' s iiiggl' . 1 ,I 7 GLAMOUR Bu-r-r-r-r ........ .a mad scramble: arms, legs, brush cuts, blood-red fingernails, groans, shouts and pokes! The Sophs are be- ing dismissed for the day. Ginny walked quickly out the school en- trance, oblivious to the calls of the 'gang', and into the wet slush of a March thaw. Today was the big day and it had to be foggy, and yes, it was raining slightly. 'I-oops .... gosh, I almost fell, and with this carload of books. Who invented homework anyway?' she grumbled to herself. fGinny had an armful of books which she took home every night, should have studied, but never did.j 'I don't see how teachers expect a per- son to study every night: I've gotta give myself a manicure and ......... I'll bet that new tar cream I sent for came today.' Splat .... a wet pig tail in the eye, Pig tails were one of Ginny's most recent pro- jects. 'Ugh! I think I'll change my hair-do too. Either the boys practically pull them '?T 'l F?' Snipg snip, kerchoo ...... 'Oh dear, now there's a big chunk shorter than the rest.' 'I'll just have to it's sort of ragged in cut the sides shorten the back anyway. I can't see so well in this mirror. This cer- tainly is a tiresome job. I must have worked twenty minutes and my hair still isn't even. I can't cut off any more, it's up to my ears now. What a mess at school tomorrow and the neighbors' tonight.' 'Oh, yes, I'll wear a chiffon turban like Marlene Dietrich and cover it up 'till it grows out again. I'll look much older and more sophisticated.' 'It's lucky Mothe cream on the dresserg have spilled on it a nothing to be sneezed a r put my jar of tar the nail polish might nd 53.50 for cream is t ...... kerchoo ...... or is it? I just can't come down with a cold, not tonight.' 'Say, this cream i s awfully gooey around my ears, smells like rubber cement too. Well, anything for the sake o f beauty. I'll put a little extra on for good measure.' 'There's Mother. What'll she say when she sees my hair? Gues on long enough. At any hair cut will be enough with this black smeared 'This water's hot, of soap. I wonder why Mother'll fix it.' WMother,'Tcalled G s I've had this cream rate, the shock of my ,without her seeing me all over me.' and I'm using plgnty it wonft come off? inny. off, or they get blown winds.' off in these March 'The new neighbors are moving in today, the Brewsters. fSigh.j jerry the other night. Mrs. Brewster spoke of He is seventeen.' 'Of course, Jerry is a boy,' she thought. fMrs. Brewster hadn't stated there was any doubt in distinctly, but when such matters, Ginny never even considered girls.j The cold slush spattered her legs, and her saddle shoes were wet too. 'Maybe I should have put boots on this morning, but since there wasn't more'n a foot Qf snow, I...Oh fudge! Who wears boots these days? It isn't the style.' 'Jerry.V ..... ...I wonder if he's handsome? Oh well, it doesn't matter much if he's a good athlete. Broad shoulders, and the Brew- sters have plenty of money, so he'll probably have his own car.' 'I wish I'd ridden home with the gang. I'm hungry. I'll bet 'Mush' would have bought a Fudge Sundae for me,but one has to be alone with one's thoughts sometimes.' 'Ginny ran up the back steps, put her books on the kitchen table and was headed for the ice box,when a note pad,plainly exhibited reminded her that she was on a diet and on the path to glamour.. 'Oh, well, it's nearly five o'clock. Mother ought to be home from the Red Cross Meeting. Golly, I'll have to hurry to cut my hair before she gets here.' VHaving thrown her on a chair, she dashed We can easily see wet kerchief and coat upstairs. which room she entered by following the wet tracks, and even if they weren't visible, we could hear. Kerchoo! Crash! That sneeze caused the downfall of a bottle of nail polish and dis- aster to Mama's new throw rug. 'Well, I guess it'll just have to be dry cleaned2'v surmised Ginny, 'and I'll have to get' glamorized to meet jerry tonight. These scissors ought to be just right. I wonder how short I should cut it?' ' Mother came up and found Ginny in an at- tack of sneezes, overcome by a tar cream pack and immediately came to the rescue. But alas, here comes Mother to Ginny's room about two hours later. 'Dear,' said Mother, 'jerry Brewster is downstairs and she has the most beautiful red hair. I'm sure you and she will get along just splendidly.' Ginny gasped, 'Mother, did you say She had red hair? A girl?' 'All my glamorizing, my starvation diet my hair practically cut off, this black gooey cream that won't come off, and Jerry's a I girl! Shirley Say, Class of '44 On Daydreaming The most useless pastime in the world is probably the most indulged in. It is day- dreaming. Daydreams are called idleness by the ambitious. They are called fruitless by the successful. ' However, daydreams have been worthwhile. Surely, Edison must have been a dreamer. His dreams have brought forth great inventions such as the electric light, and the phono- graph. If it had not been for daydreams, there would never have been such great men as Einstein, Isaac Newton, and Ben Franklin. Hayden, Beethoven, Bach, and Wagner must have heard the melodies of their greatest compositions in their daydreams. When men relax, as surely they must, their minds are always active--daydreaming. As with all pursuits, there is a time and a place for everything. So, must day- dreaming be kept out of classrooms, business offices and places of labor, to be reserved only for the privacy and solitude of one s home-life. G Marian Saile, Class qf'42