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

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THE HOOT FOR 1924 A Studio next appeared. Seated before an easel, Alice saw her friend, Ethel Lyon. The work-which was almost completed, seemed to Alice the best she had ever seen. The scene switched quickly to Europe's most famous art gallery, and among the five of the world's most famous paintings, two boasted the name, Ethel Lyon. My, wasn't Alice proud of her school mate! . The Hall of Fame in Paris was shown. The King and Queen and all the dignitaries of Europe were gathered there to hear a famous violinist. Alice looked up at the stage, only to see a young man, tall and dark, with a mop of dark hair neatly combed. Alice recognized the features of her old schoolmate, Alfred Kuehn. Alfred had always given promise of becoming a worldfwidefknown musician, but his playing for kings and queens was more than unexpected. The next scene revealed the stage at the Hippodrome. There, the world's famous toe-dancer, in reality a human butterfly, was giving a performance before the largest audience an artist ever boasted of. From the Hippodrome, the scene changed to the stage of the world's most famous theatre for famous artists. There was the same handsome personage acting the role of Cordelia Undoubtedly she was a world's wonder. But who was she? Alice finally rec' ognized her schoolmate. Phyllis Pedersen. What longing Alice had to speak to her. Next appeared the mansion of the most prosperous business man in the country. Alice learned that the man had managed to abolish all the trusts and corporations in America, and consolidated them all under his sway. Soon a Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the handsome building, and who should Alice see alight but Richard Belcher. Ah, thought Alice, Richard's High School training has not been in vain. What a clever man he must be! Thus Alice had seen all her dear friends, but a greater surprise was in store for her. Before she could leave her chair, the beloved High School Building came on the scene. Quite a change had taken place since the days when she attended. There were mossy green lawns neatly trimmed, and everything showed signs of completeness. Then each room was made visible to Alice, and she saw that many new conveniences had been added. There were the manual training rooms, the domestic science rooms, etc. My, but Alice was proud. She got up from her chair and turned back to the magician, her heart full of fond memories and hopes. The magician was asking her if she desired anything else when-DingfafLing! It was seven o'clock in the morning at Alice's home. Awakening with a start, she exclaimed, Oh, what a wonderful dream, Mother! Mother! Page Twenty-nine Q

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THE HOOT FOR 1924 Dierman, flushed with victory at the sight of their perfect machine of perpetual motion. They looked at it with pride, and perhaps looked back on their High School days, when they had been jeered and scorned at by their fellow students at the mere mention of 'such a machine. Alice felt guilty, and wished she could congratulate them, but of course she was invisible to them. The halls of Congress rose into view. There, before 500 representatives was Kathleen O'Brien, delivering a speech on the rights and privileges of women. Her oratorical ability gained in Park Ridge High was now at its height. Alice's heart was filled with joy when she learned that her friend had engaged fervently in politics and had rendered immemorial services to her country. The next scene revealed the president's office. Seated at a desk, Alice recognized her friend, Gladys Weilbacker. Evidently, she was the President's secretary. However, a greater surprise was in store for Alice, for in the Presi- dent, she recognized her old classfmate, Hans Pause. Hans had received a unanimous election because of his services toward making possible the endorsement of the League of Nations. Next Alice saw a Paris beauty parlor. The proprietors were two hand- somely dressed young women, whom Alice hardly recognized. But finally she perceived her old friends, Patricia Maher and Catherine Greisch. Their parlor was sought after the world over, as there and only there, was the fountain of Perpetual Youth, which restored one's youth and beauty. Each one of them had a glittering stone on her finger, which revealed to Alice their approaching fates. Now appeared a royal reception room. Alice was admiring the gor- geous furnishings and tapestries, when a thundering voice startled her. Off with her head, off with their heads, etc. Such were the words of the Queen of Spain. Her royal Highness entered into the recption room, and Alice, in her horror, recognized her friend, Edith Vanderpoel. Alice was not too surprised at the vicious queen, as it was Editlfsrnature to be as wild as a lion one moment, and as mild as a lamb the next. The scene changed to a California bathing beach. What was all the excitement among the many thousands of people? VVhere's the swimming Champion? Where's the human mermaid? were the expressions heard on all sides. The crowd subsided and, facing Alice, was the world's champion swimmer, standing alongside of a silver cup almost as tall as she. Alice's heart leaped with joy on recognizing her friend, Estelle Engle. How she wished she could speak to her as of old. Page Twenty-eight 1 lm

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Tl-IE HOOT FOR 1924 With Apologies to Shakespeare All the school's a stage, And all the students in it merely players: They have their exits and their entrances, And one student, in his time plays many parts, His acts being five ages. At first, the Freshman, Fretting and stewing in his teacher's room, The whining school boy passing with his books And shining boylike face, creeping like a snail Unwillingly to classes: And then the Sophomore, Sighing like the wind, with a woeful tale Qlviade for his teacher's excuse, who, as a soldier Full of hot oaths and determined as a pard, Jealous of the Senior, sudden and quick in sports, Seeking the upperclassmen reputation , Even in the teachers' mouths: and then the Junior, In fair round knowledge with good effort lined, With eyes severe and acts of formal cut, Full of wise cracks and current instancesg And so he plays his part. The fourth age shifts Into the lean and sl'ipper'd Seniorhood, With projects in thought and The Hoot on mind His youthful acts, well said, a world to find For his tall form, and his big manly voice, Turning ever toward manish things, pipes, And ambitions in his sound: last scene of all That ends this strange eventful history, Is final graduation and at last the great diploma. Sans dread, sans fear, sans worry, sans everything. Page Thirty