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

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.THE HOOT FOR 1924 whoa, Spark Plug. I was surprised to see Spark Plug a few minutes later, linger a while and sittin' in a corner, just as little jack Horner did. Sparky looked at Barney Google, just as much as to say, Barney, don't tweat me sa wufff' I next noticed Josephine talking to little jessie james. Josephine was saying, In the evening I'm going south to that Old gang of Mine because I'm always sittin' in a corner and I aint got nobody to make a fuss over me. Little Jesse james then said, Dumb Dora, you're the kind of a girl that men forget. Josephine wept and said, Oh gee, oh gosh, oh golly, what do they mean by love? Little Jessie James replied, Open the gates of your heart and be like a little butterfly no: like an old time waltz. . I next spied Louisville Lou speaking to Suzette. She was saying, Such is life, my sweetie went away last night after the storm. He certainly is an Uaggregavatin' papa. Louisville Lou said, Where is he going? Suzette' said, He is going to an orange grove in Califomia' or to his home town in Kansas. What will I do?, she asked. Louisville Lou replied, Come on let's step, step around and forget about him. I next saw Maggie sucking a lollypop and talking to Hula Loo who seemed to be very much interested in Dapper Dan who was singing Papa loves mama. All of a sudden I heard someone saying Oh baby and upon looking to my right I saw Ma playing Mah Jong with Loving Sam, Maizee' and Steamboat Sal. Soon I heard someone singing So this is Venice, Me no speaka good English and When it's nighttime in Italy and was surprised to find that the singers were Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Shean' who should have been singing on the back porch or all by themselves. Tootftootftootsie next was heard singing Take, oh take those lips away. Loving Sam next chimed in by telling her to learn to do the strut. She told him to go about minding his business to which he re- plied, Say it with a ukelelef' Does the spearmint lose its flavor on the bed-post over night and What does the pussy cat mean were then sung by Dumb Dora ac' companied by Sadie, who would much rather sung,, Hot roasted pea' nuts, Dream Daddy or State Street Blues. All of a sudden I awoke and found to my disappointment that I had only been dreaming. I couldn't believe it but still when I looked in on the parlor floor I saw that the sheets of music were in the same position as I had left them. Thus ended a happy dream. Page Twenty-four

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Class Initials THE HOOT FOR 1924 With ladies fine and gentlemen gallant It called for Senior's able talent. And so to all we think we've proven That through the years, with spirit unmoved, We've certainly made for ourselves a name, Sure to be copied, honored and praised. Because by effort it was raised. And now to you, our dear old High We fondly bid a sad goodfbye. R. G. B. Real Good Bluffer Misses Lost Darling Made Ethel Her Friend M. L. D. M. E. H. E. M. D. H. My dear Heart P. A. P. Pert, Alert, Proud E. L. Ever Lonely? K. O. B. Kisses Only Boys E. M. V. Enjoys Maidenly Virtures A. G. K. Always Gels Katherine W. H. D. Whom He Desires? C. J. G. Corking jolly Girl E. A. E. Ever At Entertaining E. E. T. Ever Expects Thrills j. H. S. josephine's Hopeful Slave L. R. B. Likes Real Basketball E. W. P, Everybody's Willing Pal H. E. P. He's Ever Perfect C. J. D. Constand Joy Demands W. G. H., What Good Humor! G. E. W. Getting Extra Wild I. F. Ideal Friend P. A. M. Pursues All Men Richard Belcher Mildred Dixon Mildred Forbes Marion Hansen Phyllis Pedersen Ethel Lyon Katheen O'Brien Edith Venderpoel Alfred Kuehn William Dunn Catherine Griesch Estelle Engle Edwin Tieman jesse Saunders Louis Bartalot Eleanor Pause Hans Pause Clarence Dierman Walter Holgerson Gladys Weilbacker Isadora Frosini Patricia Maher A Musical Dream One day as I was looking over some sheet music on the parlor floor, my mother called me to do something. When I returned to the parlor I heard low tones as of whispering. I looked and to my surprise saw the different sheets of music speaking to each other. I hid behind the portierres and listened to their conversation. Who should I see first but Barney Boogie, running wild, calling Page 'l'zut'n!y-three

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THE HOOT iFOR'21'924 Class Prophecy QALICE IN WONDERLANDQ Go to bed at eight o'clock! I think that's outrageous. As if I were still a baby! I promised the girls I'd go to see that picture tonight, and it will be very disappointing if I don't! Through the balmy spring air, these words of a fretty school girl float' ed out. Almost instantly the words of a provoked mother were heard. I realized that it is disappointing, but if you want to go to the prom tomorrow night, you must go to bed now. If not, go to the movies tonight, and stay home from the Prom tomorrow night. However, if you want to take mother's advice, go to bed and have pleasant dreams, which make you happier than a movie show ever could. A dissatisfied mumble was heard from Alice, and a sharp slam of a door. Almost instantly her room was flooded with soft golden light. It wasn't long before the light went out, and the angry girl was in the land of Nod. At the early age of twenty, Alice found herself President of Mt. Hol' yoke College. That had been her ambition from childhood, and her wish had been early fulfilled. This position proved quite strenuous. In order to re' lieve her nerves, every afternoon after classes, she would take a walk down a beautiful wooded slope. One afternoon, she came into a cave-like opening, and proceeded to walk into it and explore. Soon it seemed as if she were flying downward, into GoodnessfKnowsfWl1ere. Maybe she'd land in China, but wherever the place she could not get back into the open, for the slope had turned out to go perpendicularly downward. Down, down, and still down, miles it seemed, through darkness, when Lo! she landed on firm ground. How strange everything was! Surely, thought Alice, I'm in another world! Everything there was minute. Little people who hardly came to her knees looked at her in surprise and fear, but did not speak. Alice walked on greatly fearing that she would trample some of them. She was quite puzzled as to the nature of these odd people. She tried to recall her Geog- raphy, but all she could remember were the pygmies of Africa. Surely I'm not in pygmy Land, said Alice to herself, for pygmies are dark and live in a savage part of the world, while these people are fair and fairylike, and live in a regular fairylandf' The whole place was like a garden, Page Twenty-five