Park Ridge High School - Hoot Yearbook (Park Ridge, NJ)

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THE-1922 4: gg-in The next bubb'e revealed a sen: 'n Russia. This time I saw a Russian dancer, whom I recognized as Margaret Loring. I had heard several rumors that she had written a book on Modern History and that she had many love affairs in addition to her great success on the stage. I then saw a comfortable living room. There was none other than Roger ter Kuile sitting at home with his pretty blond wife and two chil- dren. I have little doubt but that this house was in New Citv. Will these surprises never cease? No. there is Arno Pause. professor of Latin and Greek at Yale University. He had already translated fnani' famous American books into Latin and Greek in order that the college students might have something to do which was worthv of their efforts Who can that woman be who is walking into the professor's study? Yes it is Margaret Opperman, the great reformer. She has come to request that the girls be compelled to stop rolling their stockings in Professor Pause's classes. The scene changed and I beheld a race track where Reinolcl ter Kuile had some of his prize-winning horses entered in the race. just think! Reinold is now a multi-millionaire and he has made his fortune from his race horses. I glanced at one of these wonderful horses and immediately recognized the jockey. There. in a flaming scarlet sweater and cap which just matched her hair, sat Margaret O'Brien. I was very much surprised for Margaret had always been very staid and quiet. loss, they held a hazing party and concentrated all their efforts on one Another loud report! A ball near my side had brok'n. Before me appeared the Universal Movie Star, Hazel Hayden. Her director was furious because she would not do the scene correctly. I thought I recog- nized the voice of the director and sure enough, there was Jennie Duncan. waving her arms and making many gestures to persuade Hazel to put more action into her work. Again a Fame nearlv blinds me and I see Ruth Sneden driving along a country road in a beautiful Stutz. As quick as a flash a masked man iuniped before the car and calmly asked Ruth to hand over her jewels. Sly little Ruth walked up to him with the jewels in her hand and quickly pulled the mask from his face. She recoiled in horror for she recognized as the bandit her old class-mate Alan Kyle. This scene faded and I saw that the bubbles had all burst. I sat pondering on the career of my classmates when my thoughts were brought back to my surroundings by the merry calls of the girls who ended my meditations. 22

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TH: - iszz ,lihuw Class Prophecy On a hot summer's night, as I was reading in the shade of an old oak tree, my interest waned and I glanced around to find something else to occupy my time. Suddenly, before me, I beheld a large ball of Haming fire, which as I gazed burst into twenty-two small balls. Each of these balls burst in succession and revealed everyone of my dear old Park Ridge High School classmates. The first one I beheld was the previously small and dainty Myrtle Stark, now a great attraction in Barnum and Bailey's Circus as the largest woman in the world. She was chatting with the human skeleton, whom I seemed to recognize. Yes, it was Henry Piscano, shocking to see. Before I could meditate on the startling scene another ball burst. What was all this noise? As things became clearer I saw Bessie Boardman, now the fastest typist in the world. who wrote no less than 250 words a minute. Her only rival was James Tatem, who, due to the influence of his typewriting teaching in Park Ridge High School, had become one of the fastest typists in the United States. He was unable to practice sufficiently to keep up his speed as he played full-back on the champion pro football team. Then to my unmeasured surprise I saw Ruth Baillie operating a tractor on a great western ranch. In the distance I heard the rattle of a Hivver and up drove the foreman of her ranch who was none other than Russell Anstey, an old friend of hers. Horrors! There were the Heavenly Twins , Lillian Engle and Elsie Holgrin, doing the funniest act I have ever seen. Who would have believed that they would become vaudeville actresses. I heard a loud report. The next ball burst. There was Owen Clarke, the coach of Yale College Football Team. He was demonstrating tackle. drop kicks, taking out, and falling on the ball. Then the picture faded and immediately another burst into Hame. Ah! now I saw a physical training instructor who was noted for his wonderful poses and his gracefulness. There stood WilliamMullan, now world-famous. While I was still gazing upon one of Bill's graceful poses the gym scene vanished as quickly as it came and another ball burst. Then I was in Russia where I saw Helen Odell trying to steal some official papers from the desk of a Russian officers. She is employed by the Secret Service of the United States. Alas, she is caught by her old friend Dorothy Ihnen who is working for Lenine of the Russian government. Dorothy looked charming but vicious in her elaborate uniform. 2l

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V , e,4i7.'i 1 2,-r - 'Q ' r V TH: - 1922 ,INMJW Class History One bright September morning in 1918, forty-two boys and girls, with forty-two hearts beating with importance and enthusiasm, gathered from the countryside far and wide at the famous Park Ridge High School. As each approached that formidable building, he lost some of his importance. A little more of his confident air was lost when he saw the upper-classmen who passed look upon him with a condescending glance such as thev might bestow upon a stray dog. These freshmen began to tremble as thev ap- proached Mr. Reddick's office, one bv one. All alone, in the presence of the principal of the Park Ridge High School. each wrote out with the greatest of care his program Suddenly a bell began to clang in a most terrifying manner! What was happening? Was the world coming to an end? Or was it only a fire alarm? Why did all those maiestic upper- classmen, although they ran about, look so calm? Someone spoke of chancf- ing classes. Oh yes! the program! He too must change. Then he found himself searching in vain for Room I or Room III. Many were the rooms entered in vain before the gleeful faces of the students. Would that day never end? It did end, however, and forty-two grateful boys and girls returned to their homes. When thev returned to that calm haven of rest after such harrowing experiences, they found that they had never really appreciated those homes. The next morning thev again started forth. a sadder and wiser class. The second day was a repetition of the first, but it was a little morermoder- ate. Gradually, they gained what natural senses thev had. and began to feel that it wasn't quite such a cruel world after all. if only lessons were excepted. Finally they organized, choosing Arno Pause as president of the Freshman Class. One night full of excitement, they gave the Freshmen Spread, and were undisturbed by the varied determined efforts of the Soph- omores. Even when they turned out the lights, the Freshmen found a way to amuse themselves. ln June, they were again released, but they no longer rushed from the institution of learning as if they were escaping from a lion's den. When they returned as Sophomores the next year, they found Darwin's theory, which all dreaded to study, working out in their Own class Tliose who did return came back with an Entirely new air, and why not? for they were Sophomores! No longer did they fear the upper-classmeng they even disregarded the satirical and sarcastic remarks of those students in regard to the conceit , 2 3 .