Hillside High School - Epoch Yearbook (Hillside, NJ)

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THE PHARUS OF NINETEEN TWENTY-FOUR We waited until the last one had come before we sat down for the feast. “A toast, a toast,” murmured Eddie. We loked over toward Burnetta. “You're used to it Burnetta,” I suggested. “I’ve just been reading about your address at the annual meeting of the Federation of Women’s Clubs.” And so we laughed and joked away the minutes. It’s Marion’s turn now,” somebody said. And Marion, just as shy as when a Senior in High School, answered in her low, muscial voice, “I’ve been traveling most of the time, but it's certainly good to get back with the bunch again. Alice, do you remember the time we met each other in that tiny little curio shop in Peking?” Do I! You were the first person from home that I had seen in three months.” “Anna, you must have missed her a lot, that winter,” Gertrude exclaimed. “I certainly did.” Anna answered. “But it was my first year teaching and my dear children kept me so busy that I didn’t have time to mourn her—I was too busy grieving over myself.” “Thank goodness, I’m not teaching. I prefer keeping house,” remarked Gertrude. And so we chatted on, telling each other of ourselves. I looked about the table, saw the happy faces and felt the spirit of comradeship that existed throughout the Class. Someone suggested that we sing. Our voices rose joyfully and before we realized it dinner was over. Then we adjourned to “Ye Olde Gyme” to dance, just as in days gone by. The night was over all too soon. But we all agreed that our Reunion had been a splendid one, though indeed it had brought back a certain heartache for those school days of 1924. Unanimously we decided to meet again—One year from that night- —Edna Sherman. Last Will and Testament We. the members of the Class of 1924 of the Hillside High School, being of sound mind, and heedful of our approaching departure from this beloved school, declare this to he our last will and testament, and do hereby devise and bequeath the following first: To the faculty, our sincere appreciation for their earnest attempts to correct our erring ways and to instruct us in the fundamentals of education. Second: To the coming Senior Class, our reputation as “those terrible Seniors.” provided they maintain the standard set by us. Ihird: To Miss Stevens, the joys of being Senior Faculty Adviser with our hopes that she can suggest some means of raising money other than by candy selling. Fourth: To the Juniors, our handsomely monogrammed. rose-colored gym. bags. When in need of funds we suggest that they auction these to the highest bidder. All museums will appreciate an opportunity to buy. Fifth: To the younger generation, the places left vacant by Seniors on the various Varsity teams. We wish them the greatest success in the coming season and hope they may obtain the desired title of “county champs.” Sixth: To the Class of 1925, with the aid of the Sophs., we leave the task of attempting to induce the grim keej)er of the gym. to ] ermit dancing during the noon hour. 26

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THE PH ARU S OF NINETEEN TWENTY-FOUR Here comes the owner of Linn’s Slow Lunch, cried Doug. Karl blushed, a bright bcetlike color and embarrassedly retorted with the familiar Aw hey!” Then a brilliant thought struck him. “It pays better than being Manager of the Production Department for Colgate’s Tooth Paste.” Of course it was Doug's turn to blush but he brushed the subject aside hurriedly with, ‘‘Goodnight, the girls are late.” “Isn’t that Betty's giggle?” I asked. There was a period of laughter, greetings and noisy chatter. We learned that Betty was following in her mother’s footsteps and was becoming quite a popular politician; Mary Mac was winning Speed Contests for the Underwood Typewriter Company; Minerva and Mabel, still the two inseparables, were members of the faculty in Hillside High, the former teaching Trig.” and the latter, “Social Problems. Whitey chuckled softly and winked. Remember, in 'Pharus', our ‘We Wonder Why' column.” Everyone smiled and looked self-conscious. Whitey added whimsically, “We wonder why Nervie elected ‘Trig.’ in the first place.” Wo all laughed and grew reminiscent. A little later Joe Rosenblum, considered an authority on “Parliamentary Pro-ceedure,” since editing his book “Rosenblum's Rules of Order,” appeared on the scene accompanied by Anton, whose massive frame made us stare in awe. Tom, putting on a splendid show of bravery, cried. “We’re afraid of Anton,” and all of us answered promptly, “That’s a lot of bunk.” Anton had won the Inter-Collegiate Pugilistic Championship. We were getting ready to sit down to dinner when Lill and Paul came,—late, just for a change. Paul admitted that he was doing remarkably well in the real estate business and Betty asked, “What are you doing, Lill ?’’ I -ill's laugh rang out merrily, “I’m still doing something similar to the job I had in my Senior Year. She waited for the effect and then, slowly, “I’ve opened a Kandy Kitchen.” Janet appeared bedecked with numerous medals won in the Olympic Meets for Women. “Goodness gracious, how do you get them all?’’ questioned Mary Mac. “Fate, Fate,” mocked Joe. Accompanying Janet were Lena, Marguerite, Frances and our ever-busv Clara. Lena and Marguerite graduated from N. Y. U. last year and have been with the Guaranty Trust Company ever since. Clara told us of her experiences as Secretary to one of the big officials in the Pennsylvania Railroad System, but Frances, quiet as always, had to be coaxed into saying where she was. It was Marguerite who finally found out and made her admit, “Yes, Bristol-Myers is near at home, and it’s a mighty nice place to work in.” “But what do you do?” we questioned. “Oh I’m just Secretary to the Vice-President.” And Clara laughed Notice the ‘just,’ do you? “Where’s Miss Jones with the old Tin Liz?” someone asked. Betty sitting by the window jumped up excitedly, “Oh look! Speaking of angels, they are sure to appear!” We all rushed to see. Sure enough, there she was, and walking up the street just in back of her were Hubie, Jane and Jimmie. We discovered that Jane was teaching and that Jimmie owned the largest pharmacy in Newark. Hubie has become a very successful surgical dentist—he confessed to having been as much surprised at discovering his ability in this profession as we were. 25

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THE PHARUS OF NINETEEN T WENTY-FOUR Seventh: The Senior Mirror, such a necessity to girls and occas- ionally used by hoys, to the future inhabitants of our Senior room. Eighth: To the other Class of 1924 of Hillside—those graduating from the Grammar School—we bequeath the privilege of selecting as their class colors, purple and gold, and wish them success throughout their coming years in the High School. Ninth: Poor Wilbur—we can leave him nothing more than sweet memories of Mary, to encourage him throughout his Senior year. 1 enth: Since Elizalieth Ackerman’s school days are over, she has finally consented to leave her giggles to anyone who may care to have them (preferably a Sophomore). Eleventh: lo Lavere Beck, the vast number of cigarette stubs once owned by Paul I homas. Maybe you’ll save a few cents, Lavere. Iwelfth: lo Eugene and Big Boy, George X. wills his varied col- lection of razors. Ihirteenth: To the first applicant who can prove his need thereof, the good opinion that Marcel has of himself. As a Freshie in college he realizes he will have little chance to retain it after this year. Fourteenth: Tom Murphy bequeaths his line to Bill Goeller, be- cause he has finally lieen convinced of the latter’s need of such a line. bifteenth: Betzie’s good nature to some—we won’t mention names— who are sadly in need of it. Sixteenth: George X.’s skill in cutting classess, and Babe's and Mar’s record of study-hall cuts, to the three best bets of 1925. Seventeenth: The terrors of passing Problems to the coming generations—may they profit bv our experience. Eighteenth: To Mr. Morton and Miss McKeever, peace and quiet from their two ] ests, Whitey and Betzie. Nineteenth: To Franklin Reinhard, Murphy’s Manual on “How to Reduce,” on condition that he promises to abide faithfully by its instructions. Twentieth: To the forwards of 1925, Doug’s ability to shoot baskets. 1 wentv-first: Miss Jones’ “Tin Lizzie” to the memories of us all. Twenty-second: A copy of “Jim the Penman” to Ye Class of ’25 and ’26, lest in their innocence they know not the possibilities of report card signing. I wenty-third: To the Faculty, a speedy recovery from their sorrow at our departure. As consolation for their grief at losing us (—?), a peaceful and quiet vear after June twenty-fifth. And lastly: To the Class of 1925, our trots. We hope that these may set them going. And as further inspiration, our copies of “L’Allegro.” With such assistance, and the memory of our illustrious example, we sadly leave them to fill the places left vacant by ourselves. Step on it. 1925 ! You’ll have to! In conclusion we do appoint the present Junior Class to be executors of this, our last Will and Testament. We do hereby affix our signatures in the year of our Lord, nineteen hundred and twenty-four. CLASS OF 1924 OF THE HILLSIDE HIGH SCHOOL. Mabel Broderick, Class Lawyer. 27