Red Bank High School - Log Yearbook (Red Bank, NJ)

Text from Pages 1 - 32 of the 1924 volume:

Tbe IRounfc tTablc Published by the Pubils of the Red Bank High School, Red Bank, N. J. Volume 6 NOVEMBER, 1924 No. 1 ROUND TABLE STAFF E di tors-in-chief: KATE BUCKLIN, '25 ROGER CONANT, '25 Ass’t Editors-! n-Chief: DOROTHY MORRIS, '25 Class Editors: HELEN BREVOORT, '25 WILLIAM COLIO, ’25 ACHSA ELY. ’26 WILLIAM BARRETT, '26 VERA NORCROSS. ’27 BIDDLE GARRISON, ’27 JOSEPH O’BRIEN, '26 Literary Editor: HELEN TUTHILL, '25 Exchange Editor: EMILY STRYKER, '25 Alumni Editors: LOIS HESSE, '25 EVERETT BURDGE, '25 Humor Editor: EDITH FORGUS '26 Athletic Editors: ISADORE CARDON, ’25 ESTELLE YANKO, '27 Business Managers: CLARENCE GRAY, ’25 MILTON HELLER, '26 EDWARD LEDDY, '27 Art Editors: RUTH SMITH. '25 RUSSEL TETLEY. '25 Circulation Managers: CHARLES OAKERSON, ’25 EDWIN McDERMOTT, ’26 Typists: JANETTE SMOCK, '25 CHARLES OAKERSON, '25 Faculty Advisors: MR. E. C. GILLAND MISS SARAH G. STANGER TABLE OF CONTENTS Poem: By-the-Way ............................................. 2 EDITORIALS: Getting Out a Paper ..................................... 3 The 1924 Football Field ................................. 3 Our Orchestra ........................................... 4 Half-Hour Chapel ........................................ 4 LITERARY: Une Ecole Francaise ..................................... 5 The Mender of Broken Dreams ............................. 6 Prince ................................................ 8 Our Gymnasium ........................................... 9 Clovis the Great ....................................... 10 Spanish Essay .......................................... 12 The Zepplin ............................................ 13 Alumni Notes ................................................ 14 Class Notes ................................................. 15 Exchanges ................................................ 16 Sports ...................................................... 17 Jokes ....................................................... 21 2 THE ROUND TABLE BY-THE-WAY A little bit of sunshine How it helps to bear a load; A little bit of mercy How it smooths a rugged road; A little bit of tenderness When a weary day has closed. May pave a way to happiness And lead to calm repose. For the World has need of sunshine As we pass along the way. And our lives are filled with duties We must shoulder day by day. Then it is, the sunshine Has its place to lessen care And to make a duty, pleasure. There’s no burden, then, to bear. S. G. S. THE ROUND TABLE 3 GETTING OUT A PAPER THE 1924 FOOTBALL FIELD Getting out a paper is no picnic. If we print jokes, folks say we are silly. If we don’t they say we are too serious. If we publish original matter, they say we lack variety. If we publish things from other papers, we are too lazy to write. If we stay on the job, we ought to be out rustling news. If we are rustling news, we are not attending to the business in our own department. If we don’t print contributions, we don’t show proper appreciation. If we do print them, the paper is filled with junk. Like as not some fellow will say we swiped this from an exchange—we did. We, the Pupils of Red Bank High School, have accepted, apparently, as a matter of course, a gift that we should greatly appreciate and that should at least have mention in The Round Table. You will remember with what con- sternation the news of the sale of the Oriole Ball Field was received. That Field had been where we had cheered for Red Bank High and, naturally, it was dear to each of us. Therefore, it was hard for us to reconcile ourselves to the thought that Oriole Field would no longer be the scene of games played by our teams. It is the writer’s understanding that months were devoted by those inter- ested, in procuring another athletic field for us and it was not because their work had been anything other than hard, conscientious, and tireless 4 THE ROUND TABLE that we came back to school this Fall with no knowledge of whether a field had been procured or where it would be located. We first learned, and needless to say we were delighted, that the use of a field at the corner of Ridge Road and Cambridge Avenue had been donated for Red Bank High School Football games for 1924, when the fact was published as a news item in one of our local papers. Why was the news accepted so calmly? Why wasn’t the student body of Red Bank High School on their feet immediately with a “Lo- comotive for the Ridge Road Field? Undoubtedly, this was an oversight on our part, for each of us is grateful for the field. However, it is not too late for the Pupils of Red Bank High School to express their appreciation. A real practical way to show our appreciation is to turn out 100% strong to every game played on the Ridge Road Field and cheer ourselves hoarse for Red Bank High. H. N. T., 25. -------o------- OUR ORCHESTRA How many of us ever stop to think about the Red Bank High School Orchestra and the work it does for us? There is no question but that it has been and is a great success under the able direction of Miss La Fetra. It plays for all chapel exercises and school entertainments. At present a Junior orchestra is being contemplated. There is practice every Tuesday af- ternoon. In this way, the music de- partment places before all students who are interested an opportunity to advance in their special line of study. The members receive one half a point a term. At the end of the year they are given the school letters. The students who play in the orches- tra are as follows: John Noonan Cornet George Wells Trombone William Elliott Clarinet Robert Goode E flat alto sax. Charles Pannaci First violin Vito Mar ascio First violin Sydney Meistrich First violin Frances Blaisdell Flute Francis Branin Soprano sax. Gerald Baldwin C melody sax Blaisdell Hackstaff Drums Margaret Manna Piano o— K. B.. 25. HALF HOUR CHAPEL This issue of the Round Table would be incomplete if no mention were made of the increase in our Chapel Period for the 1924-1925 term, from fifteen to thirty minutes. First it gives the Junior Class fifteen more minutes to drape themselves over the chairs and assume an attitude as of knowing what it is all about, (a Senior’s comment). Second: it provides fifteen more minutes for the Seniors to mount the platform and “speechify (a Junior’s comment). Third: the School Orchestra takes advantage of the extra time to get in a few extra notes. NOTE, the entrance and exit of the girls, consuming fifteen minutes, if you wish to add to your knowledge of up- to-the-minute dance steps. As the year progresses we expect to learn more, in our Half-Hour Chapel Period, of The Senior Class, The Junior Class, The Athletic Association, The Debating Society, The Round Table, and all other departments of Red Bank High School. THE ROUND TABLE 5 UNE ECOLE FRANCAISE II y a peu de difference entre les ecoles francaises et americaines mais y espere que vous voulez suivre pendant une journee une fille dans un lycee francais. En France 1’ education est donnee dans les lycees de garcons et de filles, les professeurs des lycees et ant des hommes, et dans les lycees de filles les professeurs sont des femmes et des hommes. Prenons par example une fille de quatorze ans qui s’ appelle Jeanne. Elie se leve de bonne heure et arrive a V ecole vers huit heures et demie du matin. Elie n’ arrive pas seule; la mere, le pere ou un domestique l’accompagne jusqua’ 1’ age de dix- huit ans parceque les filles de France ne circulent librement dans les rues. Tous les cours qu’ ils suivent a cet age sont obligatoires et consist- ent en; cinq heures de francais, comprenant la litterature et la gram- maire, par semaine; trois heures d’ anglais; d allemand ou d’ espagnol; deux heures d’ Jaistoire ou geogra- phic. II y a aussi, comme ehez nous, les mathematiques, le dessin, la couture et la gymnastique. Tont ee qui donne a peu pres six heures de travail par jour avec 1’ exception des jendis et les dimanches qui sont entierement libres. Jeanne s' occupe heaucoup aussi chez elle parcequ’elle etudie son piano une heure par jour et a en outre plusieures heures de travail et d’ etude a la maison on dans la salle d’ etude a Y ecole. En France on ne permet pas que les filles aillent au teatre comme aux Etats-Unis. Les filles ont pen de liberte pendant leur jeunesse. Soyez Heureux, mes amis, que vous demeurez aux Etats-Unis, que vous avez les avantages dy une edu- cation liberale, et que vous avez 1’ opportunity de devenir de bons citoyens de ce pays. Aimez beau- coup la France mais aimez mieux les Etats Unis. Soyez fideles a votre ecole et a vos amis. Leonora Hodgdon, 6 TITE ROUND TABLE THE MENDER OF BROKEN DREAMS “Dear Neil, Yes it is all over! I feel that I cannot marry a man who is selfish— and your refusal to help that poor fel- low the other day shows that you are just that. You couldn’t spare the time, you say. No, because you didn’t want to—it would have made you late for the game at the club. I thought I cared for you, Neil—I rather guess I did—but this is goodbye. Ruth.” For an eternity it seemed, Neil sat with the note in his hand—the note that had brought all his air castles tumbling about his feet. Ruth—good- bye—selfish! Was he? Yes— he ad- mitted it with a groan. Why—oh— why, had he been so thoughtless?— for he was that rather than selfish. He laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes wearily, but still the thoughts would come, and in despair he picked up his violin and began to play. What soul-inspiring melodies can be brought forth when sorrow is in the heart! He played on, unmind- ful of the hour—forgetful of all save the music—trying to shut out a face that was constantly before him. At last from sheer exhaustion he sank down in a chair and rested his chin on his hand. How long he sat there he did not know, but suddenly he be- came aware of another presence and he looked up, startled to see a youth before him—a youth with sad eyes and a dejected droop to his shoulders—a youth trying to choke back unhidden tears. ‘T heard,” he whispered brokenly, “it was beautiful. Just like what Dad used to play and, thinking of him, I couldn’t do it Here, take it before I am tempted. He ruined me, but I can’t do it.” He dropped a glittering object at Neil’s feet and hurried out into the night. Coming from his daze with a shock, Neil looked down—a gun. Then the boy had intended to kill someone! And he—what had he done? He had pre- vented it. “Selfish—thoughtless! ” A new purpose had come to his mind, and before the night was over he knew what course to take. First, to forget her. And since forgetting one comes from thinking of others this would be easy. Then he must sell his business—that was it—sell his busi- ness, and go on the road, with the great blue sky for a roof and his violin for a companion! Two weeks later found Neil on the road—quite happy now, except for one thing—wandering from place to place, doing a kind deed here, bestow- ing a friendly word there, and as time went on and people came to know him, this strange, kind fellow with the violin under his arm, they grew to love him. How many families he re- united! How often he could replace tears with smiles. The children called him “The Prince of Happiness,” but, it was a poet—a young fellow whom Neil had saved from disgrace, who gave him the title which rightly fitted him — “The Mender of Broken Dreams.” And then he met Robin. Robin was a cripple—a poor fellow with a mind as distorted as his poor body. In his eyes everyone was an enemy ready to ridicule him, or to cast stones at him. But Neil with his violin won over the confidence of Robin, who followed him around like a faithful dog. “Neil,” Robin would say, “why are THE ROUND TABLE 7 you so good to me? Everyone else laughs.” “Why should I laugh, Robin, boy?” asked Neil, “you are my pay—you’ll never leave me, will you?” With pitiable tenderness the boy seized Neil’s hand and raised it to his lips, and when he raised his face there were tears in his eyes. “Here, here, let’s have a tune!” cried Neil—and lifting the bow to the strings he played for Robin. And so the friendship grew, until Neil with the hunchback by his side became a common sight. No one really knows how it hap- pened, but there came a day when memories came flooding back to his mind—memories of one whom he thought had been forgotten. He had thought it safe to pass through her town, but he had not counted on see- ing her. It unnerved him, and for the first time “The Mender of Broken Dreams” spoke an unkind word to Robin. Poor boy! He could not under- stand the change. “Neil,” he said, touching the bowed head, “Neil, you’re not ill?” “Leave me alone, I told you or 1 11” —he raised his arm. Horror stricken, Robin cringed and with a cry of pain, ran away, as swiftly as his poor limbs could carry him. In a flash, realization came to Neil, and he gave a cry of remorse—what had he done! “Robin, come back, Robin boy, I didn’t mean it.” He dashed after him, vainly calling, but Robin would not hear. Neil had hurt him. Neil, the one he loved! On he sped until his aching limbs could carry him no farther, with Neil close on his heels. With a cry of pain. Robin flung himself to the ground, just as a big car dashed around the corner. This was the easiest way to die—to leave forever the one whom he had loved and who had failed him. But the machine did not hit its in- tended victim. Quick as a flash Neil was at his side, and catching him, literally flung him out of the way. A cry—a crash—then darkness! “He’s had a hard time of it, but I guess he’ll pull through.” Neil opened his eyes and wondered why it pained him to do so. Then he remembered, and a little cry escaped his lips. “What is it?” the nurse bent anxi- ously over him. “Robin—my friend—” “Oh, he’s safe,” she replied. “He’s been asking for you every day.” He gave a sigh of relief and closed his eyes. “You are a brave fellow,” she added. “No,” wearily, “just selfish.” “Delirious again,” she remarked to the doctor. The seventh day a note came—a note that brought the sunshine back to Neil, and this is what it said: “Neil dear, I begged so hard to see you but they wouldn’t let me, so this note must do. Can you ever forgive me for calling you selfish? The story of your noble sacrifice has reached the farthest parts of the state. It was splendid of you! And now. Oh “Men- der of Broken Dreams” do hurry up and get well. I have something awfully important to tell you. Will you hear it? Ruth.” And here my tale ends, for the “Mender of Broken Dreams” has found an able assistant. E.V.H.,’25 8 THE ROUND TABLE PRINCE Prince was one of four bird dog puppies. At first he looked very little like a prince, and there was nothing to distinguish him from the other puppies. They were chubby little balls of fur with square little noses and very wabbly legs. It is at this age that a puppy becomes curious. From the first Prince was the most adven- turous. There was a small runway which led up to the kennel, and several times his master was awakened by a feeble wailing in the middle of the night. Upon investigating he found that Prince had come down the runway, but his puny legs were not strong enough to enable him to climb back. There he sat, with his little nose point- ed straight up at the sky, and howled. As the puppies grew it became ap- parent that Prince was the largest and most intelligent one. When they were six months old his master, John Hun- ter, sold the other pups. A few weeks later Prince’s mother went also. Prince was the only one that his master kept. That fall Prince accompanied his master many times into the fields. He learned to point, charge, heel, retrieve, and come to the whistle. As Prince grew up he developed into a magnificent specimen of English Setter. He was truly a Prince of dogs. He was of a creamy white color with a few quite large black spots and many “ticks.” His face was black with a narrow strip of white down the middle, and over his eyes arched a brown eyebrow. His legs and tail were heavily “feathered.” Prince was very dignified, and he had a habit of sitting upon his haunch- es with a most solemn expression, and gravely offering his paw to shake hands. He was also very fond of his master, and was never so happy as when allowed to accompany his master in ranging through the fields. In the evening he liked very much to lie in front of the open fire with his head upon his paws and his eyes upon the face of his master who sat smoking and looking at the fire, or reading. Next to his master in Prince’s affec- tions was Tommy. Tommy was nearly five years old. Prince realized that it was his duty to stand still and gravely endure the most disrespectful treat- ment at the hands of Tommy. He must have his ears or tail pulled, or else be used as a saddle horse. There came a time when things did not go well with John Hunter. The mortgage upon his little house was due and he did not have enough money to pay it. A dog as good as Prince brings a high price, and when Mr. Hunter was offered $400 by a man named Smith, he consented, much against his will, to sell Prince. Mr. Smith was to come for him in a month. The days slipped swiftly away. Prince noticed a change in his master, for whenever his master spoke to him there was a note of sadness or regret in his voice. One evening as he was reading before the fire John Hunter spoke abruptly. “To-morrow Mr. Smith comes to pay me and take Prince away. You know, I half wish that I hadn’t consented to sell him. But what else can I do?” “Nothing,” answered his wife. A few moments later he spoke again. “I think it will be a good idea to keep Tommy in the house to- morrow,” he said, “I see that a large rattle snake has escaped from the cir- cus and is supposed to be somewhere TILE ROUND TABLE 9 around here.” The next day Tommy was kept in the house, but toward noon he man- aged to slip out the back door un- noticed by his mother. Prince knew that Tommy was not supposed to leave the house. Running up and catching him by the sweater he pulled in the direction of the house and tried to get him to go back, but it was of no use. Tommy’s eye had been caught by a bright butterfly, and he started out in hot pursuit towards the woods behind the house, with Prince following him. Diamond Back, the old rattler, had slept all night in the little woods be- hind the Hunter house. Now that the sun had become hot, he uncoiled his seven feet of glistening length and started to push his blunt, ugly head through the underbrush and grass to- wards an open space where he intend- ed to sun himself. He was interrupted by a crash in the underbrush. Instantly he coiled and as a small child emerged in front of him his venemous eyes fairly blazed, and he drew back his head to strike. At that instant there was a rush and Prince was upon him, sixty pounds of solid muscle with snarling jaws and gleaming teth. Diamond Back struck. Before he could strike again Prince had him by the back of the neck. Tommy’s mother who had missed him and had come in search of him, arrived just in time to see the whole incident. She snatched up Tommy, who had remained unharmed, and rushed into the house. As swiftly as possible she telephoned for a veterinary, for she knew that Prince had been bitten. It was several hours later. “So you think that he may pull through, doc- tor?” asked John Hunter. “Yes,” replied the doctor, “with good nursing he will come around al- right.” “I certainly am thankful—excuse me a moment, doctor, there’s the door- bell.” When he opened the door, John Hunter encountered Mr. Smith. “Good afternoon,” said he. “I am sorry, Mr. Smith,” said John Hunter, “but I’ve reconsidered my de- cision. You couldn’t buy that dog for a million dollars.” W. M. T., ’25. -------o------- OUR GYMNASIUM To the Board of Education of Red Bank, N. J., which we are proud to call “Our Board of Education,” who in their work conceived the idea,—to the tax payers in Red Bank, N. J., who by their vote made possible the carrying out of that idea, to our Faculty who we feel assisted with constructive criti- cism,—and to the engineers and crafts- men who are making the idea a real- ity, the pupils of Red Bank High School wish to express their apprecia- tion for the gymnasium now under construction. The need of a gymnasium in the Red Bank High School has been great for years. With advanced education, athletics under proper supervision, has stood out more and more as indespen- sible. While other municipalities have provided well equipped gymnasiums. Red Bank has, until now, been without one. To our instructors great credit is due for the place Red Bank High has attained in Athletics, but it is reasonable to assume that our position would have been impregnable had we had better and more equipment. IO TUE ROUND TAKLE It is true that the problem of hous- ing Red Bank Students has demanded the attention of Our Board of Education; therefore, they are to be especially complimented upon their execution of a plan at this time that provides more class rooms as well as a gymnasium. We understand the gymnasium will be ready for use February 1, 1925. The Class of 1925, although apprecia- tive of the benefits they will receive, regret that they will have but five months to enjoy the new gymnasium, but they and all who follow the Class of 1925 wish to thank those who made it possible for Red Bank High to have a gymnasium. H. N. T., ’25. -------o-------- CLOVIS THE GREAT It was a dull, dreary day in Septem- ber. The rain was coming down in torrents, and a biting wind added to the general discomfort of it all. Such a day had Mr. Clovis Loso chosen to sail for Europe to secure material for a story. He had always been unlucky with everything he had attempted, having served as taxi-driver, detective, carpenter, mail-man, policeman, and what not, especially the “not.” But now fame had come to him. His poem “To a Dickie Bird” had been bought by THE FAIR HAVEN CHAT for seventy-five cents, and so, with his wife and small son he was sailing for Europe. He was dressed as befits an author—dark suit, flowing tie, and horn-rimmed glasses. He didn’t need glasses and they hurt his eyes, but he solved the problem by removing the lenses. “Have you everything, Ruth?” he asked. “Yes, I guess so.” “Then come,” and he took Junior by the hand and walked up the gang plank of the steamer awaiting his arrival. “Clovis!” With a slight frown, he turned, “What is it?” “The water,” she gasped, “did you turn it off in the kitchen?” “Why—why, I tho’t you did that,” he said. “Oh dear, what a man! My floor will be ruined. You go right back and turn it off.” Meekly he obeyed. When he open- ed the door of the apartment he was greeted by a flood of water that darted swiftly past him and cascaded down the stairs, carrying several articles of furniture with it. By climbing from chair to chair he finally reached the sink and shut off the water. Then fishing out the telephone, and hanging the kitchen table on the chandelier to dry, he made his way back to the ship. Alas:—he was greeted by the fran- tic waving of two pairs of arms and a cry of “Clovis—the boat is pulling out! ” What to do? Oh, he had it. He would take a run, a jump, and land gracefully on deck. He stepped back, made a dash forward, and landed— where? I blush to tell it. As he leaped, he missed, and fell—but on his downward trend a projecting nail caught him by the region of his trous- ers used for sitting purposes and he hung poised between sky and sea. “Let me go,” he yelled, kicking wildly. A mighty rip repaid his efforts and he went into the water. A life line was thrown, and in a few minutes he was on deck, surrounded by a group of glowering mortals, somewhat like dragons about to TITE ROUND TABLE 11 pounce on a frail and timid elf. Elf— height 6 ft. 2 in., weight 185 lbs.! Well, anyway, they surrounded him. “What’s the idea of the Annette Kellerman stunt?” one demanded. “I missed the boat,” he stammered. “I’ll say you did, by about five feet. You’re a fine one.” Mr. Loso drew himself up proudly, “Do you know who I am, sir?” he demanded. “No, but I’ll bet you’re not the Prince of Wales.” “I—” with a look meant to be over- whelmingly superior, “am the great poet, Clovis Loso.” “What do you write? Mother goose rhymes.” They laughed and walked away. Angrily he stormed to the state- room. “I’ll show them,” he cried, “When I become famous.” The second day out found our hero holding up the railing of the ship. “No,” he had told his friends, “I never get seasick.” “Clovis,” said his wife, “has the Count Arkaffske come yet?” “Good night,” he gasped, “did I have that for lunch, too?” “No, silly,” she replied, “he’s that nice man we met yesterday.” “Oh! yes, got blue hair and blonde eyes and a funny-------” “Clovis, what ails you anyway? You talk so funny, and why ever are you hanging over the railing like that?” He groaned, “Oh just watching the fish play hide and seek!” ¥ 9 ¥ ¥ ¥ One day she came into the state- room to find him with pencil in hand and a far away look in his eyes. “Clovis”! He put his finger to his lips and motioned her aside. “What’s the matter?” she asked anxiously. He came to with a start. “Oh,” he said importantly, “I’m doing it.” “Doing what?” “Well,” here he removed his lense- less glasses and wiped them with a great air of importance, “I’m starting my novel. It is to be a Russian trag- edy. The hero, a Swedish Count, Pierre Conet goes to Florence to join the Soviet forces—” “But,” she interrupted, “Florence is in Italy and Pierre Conet is French, not Swedish.” He flashed her a look of pained sur- prise. “What difference? This is art. My readers will not question it.” “Good—this is funny.” “As I was saying,” he continued, “Conet joins the Soviet forces and while in the army he meets Countess Hotdogski, whom he once knew in Kindergarden. Here the love theme enters. He is about to ask for her hand when the villian, Bydarnski, draws him to one side and tells him that the countess is his wife. Over- come by grief. Conet cuts his throat with a safety razor. As he is about to die, the Countess comes in. He tells her what he has heard and in tears she tells him it is false. He dies in her arms. Overcome by remorse she swal- lows his sword and chokes to death. It is to be a play, and the last scene will show the villain with his foot on the two bodies. Just as the curtain falls a cry rings out: “Die, Bydarn- ski ! ” and he falls over his victims and perspires—I mean expires.” “But all your characters die,” she said. “Naturally,” he replied, “they always do in Russian tragedies—that’s 12 THE ROUND TABLE “If that be art, then give me Dar- win’s theory of Evolution,” and with that she walked out. “Ruth,” he confided to her one day, “this play will take a long time and I must have atmosphere.” “There’s plenty of it on deck,” she put in, “It’s blowing a forty mile gale.” He flashed her a look of scorn. “How stupid you women are! No brains whatever!” “Brains!” she said, “If brains were ink you wouldn’t be able to make a period!” He gave up in despair. “Well, any- way,” he rejoined, “I won’t write until I get to Russia. Just now I’m devot- ing my time to poetry. Will you hear my latest brain-child?” “Brain child? H’m—must be an orphan.” Ignoring her, he took a paper from his pocket and began to read: “MY DREAM LADY” My dream lady comes when I’m asleep. Her loving watch to keep. Her hair is black as saphires bright. And shine so strangely in the light. She brings me pleasant visions— (“I can’t find anything to ryme with that,” he added, “so I’ll make it blank verse.”) He con- tinued— To make the night endurable. Her teeth—ah they gleam like pearls. That twine about her raven curls. So white and even, glistening bright. They always fill me with delight. But she only comes when I’m asleep So to her I cannot speak. Woe is me. “Very impressive ending, eh?” he said, “I’m going to hand it to Brandon Jeffries, the publisher. He’s on this ship.” A few days later Mrs. Loso came in to find him staring dejectedly at the floor. “What’s the matter, now?” she asked. “Read—” he could not speak, but handed her a paper. This is what she read— Mr. Clovis Loso: Dear sir: My friend, Mr. Jeffries, handed me your poem which he regrets being unable to use. However, I should like to buy it if you will sell it to me. I will pay you well. I am the publicity agent for Colgate Co., and I think it would make a clever little add. Like this:— My lady’s teeth—they gleam like pearls That twine about her raven curls. So white and even glistening bright. They always fill me with delight. The reason that they shine and gleam She uses Colgate’s Dental Cream. Very sincerely, Thos. H. Sanders. “Well I must say—” began Mrs. Loso —but she never said it, for just then a cry of “Land ho!” went up and they all rushed to the deck, to view in the distance the hazy shores of England. Further adventures of our hero will be told in my next account, entitled, “CLOVIS AT THE COURT OF KING GEORGE.” For now—Farewell. E. V. H., ’25. --------o------- SPANISH ESSAY 1 podia acordarse de que habia llorado para poder asistir a la es- cuela, mas viva era la memoria de las lagrimas que habia derramado para poder quedarse en casa.” ! Que diferencia entre seis y diez THE ROUND TABLE 13 y seis anos! Yo conozco a una muchachita de seis anos y al pre- guntarle un dia “Porque no va Ud. a la escuela hoy ?”, ella respondio “Hoy es sabado y siento muchis- imo.” Se muy bien que si les hiciera a Uds., los estudiantes, la niisma pre- gunta, la respuesta seria “Hoy es sabado y me alegro muchisimo.” ! Que diferencia entre seis y diez y seis anos! Y, me pregunto “porque esta diferencia? Que hacemos nosotros los prof esores que cause este cam- bio de sentimiento? Tenemos nos- otros la culpa?” Tal vez Uds. quieren decirme “asistir a la escuela es una cosa nueva para la pequena y el encanto de lo neuvo no durara mucho tiempo.” Uds tienen razon. La muchachita no sabe que de tareas tiene la vida del estudiante. ! Que de lecciones, que de examenes, que de vocabtilarios! y mis lectores pueden anadir tareas sin numero. El trabajo de un alumno de la escuela superior no es de ninguna manera ligero, Una papina en latin, cinco en f ranees, un tema que escribir y yo no se con cuantas difi- cultades Uds. se encuentran en las matematicas. Es verdad que los sehores fa- mosos, ellos que arreglan los as- untos del mundo, no hallarian facil lo que tienen que hacer nucstros estudiantes, y tal vez no darian satisfaccion a los profesores, tan exigentes somos. Pero, no olvide- mos, que la majmr parte de ellos han hecho las mismas tareas y muy a men udo con sacrificios mas grandes. A mi parecer, Uds. deben gozar de su sabado de libertad. Pienso que Uds. hablan de sabado con otro tono, que la muchachita porque quieren darse el aire de una persona abur- rida. Se me figura que si se les preguntara “Quisieran Uds. pasar todos los dias conio pasan Uds. los sabados?” dirian que no, y puede ser, que al graduarse en la escuela, Uds. tengan un sentimiento mas vivo que las lagrimas del pequeno. Quien sabe? Arline B. Hooker. -------o------- THE ZIPPLIN On Wednesday, October 15th, dur- ing chapel period, Mr. Minugh hap- pened to see the famous dirigible ZR3 in the distance. The fire drill bell was rung so that the students might see the dirigible on its flight to Lakehurst. The entire student body and faculty turned out to gaze at the magnificent, shiny Zepplin. Then the fun began. Almost every boy and girl in the Senior and Junior High School started to march down Harding Road and thence up South Street, drawn some- what in the fashion of those children who followed the PiedPiper of Hamlin. When the rollicking happy crowd were quite far from the school, the faculty realized that the students were taking advantage of the kind privilege that had been given them. Mr. Lovett attempted to round up the delinquent students. It was some time be- fore all of the students (some had started to go to Lakehurst) returned, and the school again remained in its tranquil state. We wish to thank the “Count” for his untiring watchfulness. If it had not been for him we would probably have been unable to see the famous dirigible. I. C., 25. 14 THE ROUND TABLE ALUMNI NOTES The “Doings” of the Class of '24. Harvey Smock—Working with his father. Cecil Hartman—Syracuse College. John Phillips—Georgetown College. Carolyn Schroeder—Coleman’s Busi- ness College. Isabella Coleman—Training to be a nurse at the Long Branch hospital. Kenneth Dietz—Peddie Institute, Hightstown, N. J. Leah De Garve—Beechwood school, Jenkintown, Pa. Ruth Dreyer—Stenographer at Eis- ner’s factory. Edith Getty—Women’s State College, New Brunswick, N. J. Norma Francis—In the office of A. D. Cooper Insurance Co. Thomas Galante—Columbia College. George Hawkins—Working in Stock exchange, N. Y. Wrada Johnstone—Training to be a nurse at the Spring Lake hospital. Anna Lang—Newark Normal School of Physical Training and Hygiene. James Lang—Working in the New Jersey Food Co. Fannie Lipack—Working in the Mer- chants Trust Co. Libbie Madansky—Working in Gold- berg's clothing store. Mable Mazza—Telephone operator. Anita Matthews—Sargent P. T. school. Raymond Murphy—Working in Bray’s grocery store. Willa Morefield—Beechwood school, Jenkintown, Pa. Margaret Morris—Virginia College. Ella McGarrity—Working in the office of the Metropolitan Life Insurance Co. Donald Oakley—Working with G. K. Allen, Civil engineer. Red Bank. William O’Brien — Rider’s Business College. Marian Presby — Montclair Normal school. Louise Price—Hood College, Md. Sarah Sherman—Married. Mildred Reid—St. Elizabeth’s College. Margaret Sutton—Martha Washing- ton school, Washington, D. C. Vera Truex—Montclair Normal school. Ruth Van Dorn—Taking a P. G. course at R. B. H. S. Julia Van Schoik—Training to be a nurse at the Newark hospital. Anna Thaw—Coleman’s Business Col- lege. Robert Williamson—Columbia Col- lege. Sherman Manning—Rutger’s College. Adelaide Weller—Beechwood school. Barbara Wilkinson—Sweetbriar Col- lege, Va. Frank Wagner—Taking a P. G. course at R. B. H. S. Bessie McClean—Stenographer in Al- bert Ivin's office. Harold Monsky—New York University. John Coles—Working for the Long Branch Record. THE ROUND TABLE 15 SENIOR NOTES On September the twelfth, the class of 25 held its first monthly meeting. The following officers were elected: President, Wallace Wilson; Vice- president, Lawrence Burdge; Secre- tary, Alice Frey; Treasurer, Frank Kaiser. Henry Fix and Edgar Denise are on the executive committee. Tuesday, the sixteenth, was Senior Day in chapel. Wallace Wilson spoke on the aims of the Senior Class. The Senior class held a meeting at eight forty-five on Monday morning, October the sixth. One object of morning meetings is to secure a good attendance. Miss Stanger was wel- comed as the class advisor. It was decided to give a dance or an enter- tainment in the near future. Norman Beer reported that the sale of candy has been very successful. JUNIOR NOTES The Junior class meeting was held on September the seventeenth. The following officers were elected: Presi- dent, Edwin McDermott; Vice-presi- dent, Achsa Ely; Secretary, Vera Oudermeulon; Treasurer, William Bar- rett. Leroy McKnight, William Elliott and Edwin Hubbard are on the exe- cutive committee. A class ring com- mittee was elected, consisting of Noelle Williams, chairman, Edwin Hubbard, Chester Degarve, and Dorothy Oakley. ----------------o------ SOPHOMORE NOTES The first meeting of the Sophomore class was held on Thursday, September the eighteenth. The officers elected are President, Robert Van Brunt; Vice-president, George Olmstead; Sec- retary, Janice Sobel; Treasurer, Doro- thy Cooper. The executive committee consists of Francis Branin and Biddle Garrison. A vote of thanks was given to the retiring officers who helped very much in organizing the class. 16 THE ROUND TABLE FRESHIE RETURNS The officers of the 9 B Freshman Class are: President—Penn Strode Vice-President—Edna Clayton Secretary—Doris Estabrook Treasurer—Ralph Abbot Minutes of Class meeting. The 9B Freshman Class met in Room 1 7 on Wednesday, October 15th. The meeting proceeded as follows: 1. The President called the class to order. 2. The Constitution was read by the secretary. 3. It was voted upon and ap- proved by the class. 4. Class colors were suggested. 5. A committee consisting of John Hiss, Doris Estabrook, and Gladys Schneider were appointed to select the class colors. The first regular meeting of the 9A Freshman Class was held on Sept. 24, 1924. The following officers were elected: President—Helen Davey Vice-President—Charles Irwin Secretary—Dorothy Turkington Treasurer—Philip Smith Ex. Committee—Lloyd Colio George Williamson ---------o------ Colio: “I see that Woodhead has an automobile.” Bailey: “Yes his rich uncle gave it to him.” Colio: “Why he told me that he put all the money he had into it.” Bailey: “So he did. He bought a dollar’s worth of gas for it.” “Why does Frank Wagner look so crestfallen?” “He jumped at a conclusion and it wasn’t there.” EXCHANGES The Altruist Annual: Emerson High, West Hoboken, N. J. Your paper is an all around one; your cuts are fine; the Who’s Who idea is great. Spectator: Paterson Boys High School. Your magazine is very original. Your cartoons are fine. Keep the good work up. The Caldron: Friends Select School, Philadelphia, Pa. Your literary department is excel- lent. Why not have a larger Joke department? The Targum: Rutgers College, New Brunswick, N. J. Your paper certainly is a newsy one. We might suggest that you have a larger joke department. The Weather Vane: Westfield High School, Westfield, N. J. Your paper is very original and well arranged. We want to congratulate you on your girls’ basketball team. Keep up the good work. -------o------- Vera: “Don’t people get offensive when they own a car.” Hubbard: “Well, some certainly do get a habit of running other people down.” Mr. Samuels was trying to instill the theory of magnetism into the minds of the class. “Stout,” he asked, “how many magnets are there?” « T � two, sir. “And will you please name them.” “Blondes and brunettes, sir.” Confucius says: The teacher is wise who knows when we have enough, (homework!) TIEE ROUND TARLE 17 BASKETBALL The girls practice basketball Mon- day and Wednesday afternoons. This year a great number of enthusiasts have come out to the practices. Better school spirit could not be shown. Miss Loux is a very good coach and the girls are rapidly progressing. The schedule is not completed yet, but about nineteen games will be played. Then come out and support the team! FOOTBALL Soon after the fall term began, a call was issued for football candidates. About thirty fellows reported for prac- tice, including a number of last year’s varsity players. Practice was long and tedious, and often lasted until after six o’clock. Coaches Seiber and Smith have work- ed hard to develop a fast team. Its efficiency is reflected by the way in which the team played the first three games with Asbury Park, Westfield and South Orange. Although the team is light, it is rec- ognized as a promising contender for the Class B state championship. To reach the goal however, the team must have the encouragement of the student body in its attendance and cheering at the games, both at home and away. If you want to instill some spirit into your tranquil soul play football. Of course you girls cannot, but you can come out to the games as well as the boys. Remember that school spirit of 22, when Red Bank had the best Class B in the state. Rally round the team! —o— With the first three games played the remaining schedule is as follows: Oct. 24—Freehold at Freehold Nov. 1—Long Branch at L. B. Nov. 8—South Amboy at home Nov. 15—Lakewood at home Nov. 22—Toms River at T. R. Nov. 27—Leonardo at home. All home games are played on the Knollwood field. R. B. H. S. vs. ASBURY Red Bank lost her first game to Asbury Park as was expected, but only after a keen struggle. The Red and Gray actually surprised several foot- ball authorities by holding Asbury Park, which is the leading contender for Class A state championship to the score that they did. The Asbury eleven out-weighed our boys by about 20 pounds per man. In the first quarter Asbury won the toss and choose to defend the east goal. Red Bank kicked off. The ball was in Asbury’s possession most of the time, but they lost it three times, being unable to make the necessary first 18 TITE ROUND TABLE downs. The quarter ended with the ball in Asbury’s possession on Red Bank’s 14-yard line with one yard to go for the first down. In the second quarter Asbury forced the ball over the goal in two plays. Wilson making the score on a six yard run around the right end. Raab made the extra point by drop- kicking over the bar, making the score 7—0 in Asbury’s favor. Rice and Bennett made gains through the line but Red Bank was unable to make a first down. The next two plays brought another first down, and the ball was on Red Bank’s 10 yard line. Moyna went thru the line for As- bury’s second touchdown. On the try for the point Bennett made through Asbury’s line and block- ed the kick receiving the full force of the kicked ball against his stomach. Rice received the kick-off and ran the ball back 27 yards, but fumbled. The ball was recovered for Red Bank by Jeffry. On the next play Bennett fumbled and Asbury recovered the ball on Red Bank’s 37 yard line. After several plays the ball again approached. On the first down Raab scored a touchdown through center. Moller brought up the try for goal by reaching up and blocking a perfect kick. The score was then 13—0. Oakerson took Sweel’s place, Mart- inson that of Jeffry, while Asbury also sent in several substitutes. Rice received the kick-off and made a spectacular 30-yard run through al- most the whole Asbury team but was driven off side. Red Bank started to gain and Taylor sent a long pass to Rice who after a long run was tackled just as the half ended. The second half began with the usual line up of both teams, with the exception of Oakerson who remained at quarterback. Red Bank received the ball but did not have it long as Silverstein intercepted a long pass from Rice to Taylor and ran to Red Bank’s 20 yard line. Wilson and Moyna, by end runs, made first down, and Silverstein forced his way over the line for a touchdown. Raab failed to make the extra point. Rice received the kick-off and ran to Red Bank’s 20 yard line. Wilson made a first down and after a few more gains brought the ball over for Asbury’s fourth touchdown. Raab successfully drop-kicked and made the third quarter end with the ball on Asbury’s 41 yard line, third down and seven to go. The last quarter began with a strong Asbury attack. Moyna made first down through center. The next few moments were the most exciting of the entire game. Tay- lor passed to Rice from the 35 yard line, and Rice reached Asbury’s 8 yard line after a thrilling run. Rice was driven off side. Oakerson made 5 yard line through center to Asbury’s 3 yard line. The crowd was wild. It was a second down and the goal to go. Rice was thrown for a seven yard loss. On the fourth down Taylor received the ball and made a thrilling end run, but when he was already on Asbury’s goal line the ball was forcibly knocked from his hands away over the goal line and received by an Asbury player. The touchback did not count for Red Bank. The ball was taken to Asbury’s 20 yard line and the game ended shortly, the Red Bank rally not amounting to anything. THE ROUND TABLE 19 Score by periods: Asbury 0 19 6 7—32 Red Bank 0 0 Line-up 0 0—0 Red Bank Asbury E. Irwin L.E. Morris Kaiser (Capt.) L.T Stewart Jeffry L.G. Silverstein Wilson C. Carton Stout R.G.... . . J. Osgoody Moller R.T. Alden Cooke R.E. Pierce Sweel Q.B. .M. Silverstein Bennett F.B. Raab Taylor L.H.B. Wilson Rice R.H.B. Moyna Touchdowns: Wilson 2, Raab, Moyna, Silverstein. Substitutes: Red Bank—Parker for Wilson; C. Irwin for E. Irwin; Sweel for Bennett; Oakerson for Sweel; Martinson for Jeffry; Smith for Kaiser. Touchdowns: Asbury 5; Red Bank 0. R. B. H. S. vs. Westfield On October the 1 1 th, Red Bank overcame a strong eleven at Westfield by a score of 14—0. The game was hard but cleanly fought all the way through. During the three quarters and a great part of the fourth it threatened to remain a scoreless tie. The game was evenly matched, al- though the Westfield team greatly out- weighed our eleven. Red Bank's tally came in the last few minutes of play. First, when after a steady march down the field Rice made a touchdown on a forward pass from Taylor. The next scoring play came when Taylor inter- cepted one of Westfield’s many long passes. He ran 35 yards for a touchdown being splendidly assisted by Moller who neatly disposed of all would-be tackles, one of whom held Taylor by the arm. Moller played his usual brilliant game at tackle, while the entire Red Bank team played together. After the defeat by Asbury, the Red Bank boys vowed they would not shave until after their first victory. They entered the game against West- field with a weeks stubble on their faces. Red Bank had the ball a few yards the second quarter from Westfield's goal, but at an exciting moment the whistle blew for the end of the first half. Red Bank’s victory raised its status since Westfield rated highly on account of its overcoming battles. The sportsmanship of both the Red Bank and the Westfield teams was evi- dent throughout the game. 1 he Westfield supporters showed splendid school spirit even when their team was loosing. And the Red Bank team also had a large number of root- ers there. Red Bank Line Up: R.E., Cooke; R.T., Moller; R.G., Jeffery; C., Wilson; L.G., Martinson; L.T., Kaiser; L.E., E. Irwin; Q.B., Oakerson; R.H.B., Rice; L.H.B., Tay- lor; F.B., Bennett. Red Bank Substitutes: Noonan for Kaiser; Smith for Mar- tinson; Sweel for Oakerson. Touchdowns: Rice, Taylor. Red Bank vs. South Orange Saturday, Oct. 18th In her first home game Red Bank vanquished the much heralded South Orange eleven, one of the chief con- tenders for Class B state Champion- ship honors, by the score of 24—0. 20 THE ROUND TABLE The game was not as easily won as the score indicates, although Red Bank was very superior to the South Orange team. In the first quarter Red Bank ran up a big enough lead to win, by Taylor scoring a touchdown on Red Bank’s first play on a spec- tacular 55 yard run around right end. He dodged, shoved off many would be tacklers, and nobly assisted by inter- ference of the whole team, went through the whole South Orange eleven. On the first play the next time Red Bank had the ball. Rice also made a touchdown by a splendid run around right end for 20 yards. The other touchdown won by Ben- nett, the other by Rice, resulted from line plunges and long end runs. Moller shone brilliantly again by his wonderful work on the defense, and his effective help on the offense. Both Kaiser and Jeffry played a strong, steady game against much heavier op- ponents. Kaiser recovered a South Orange fumble at a critical moment of the game. Very few plays were successful around his end, as he always managed to locate past his opponents and down the runner or break up passes. Wilson’s, Taylor’s, and Bennett’s defensive work was also a feature of the game. Oakerson chose plays wisely, and deserves much credit for the victory. Probably the tensest moment of the game was when South Orange threat- ened to score by advancing to Red Bank’s one yard line by a number of first downs, and being held 3 downs by the unbreakable Red Bank line. This was South Orange’s only chance to score as she never, at any other time, had the ball past Red Bank’s 45 yd. line, mainly playing on the defen- sive. The spirit shown by our student body in this game spurred the team to victory. Such spirit won a cham- pionship in ’22 and if spirit wins games, we ought to beat Yale. Red Bank S. 0. Irwin L.E. Borton Kaiser L.T. Bird Martinson L.G. Leonard Wilson C. Stout Jeffry R.G. Virdien Moller R.T. Wright Cooke R.E. Taylor Oakerson Q.B. Balch Taylor L.H.B. Poll Bennett F.B. Ansly Rice R.H.B. Tomlinson Score: Red Bank 12 0 12 0—24 South Orange 0 0 0 0—0 Touchdowns Rice 2, Bennett 1, Taylor 1. First downs Red Bank 2, South Orange 4. Substitutes: Red Bank—Sweel for Rice; Noonan for Kaiser; Smith for Sweel; Ebie for Smith; Leddy for Martinson; Gallegher for E. Irwin; C. Irwin for Cook; De Garve for Bennett. -------o------- Mr. Samuels: “If H2O is water and H2O2 is hydrogen peroxide, what is HO?” Anna Layton: “Oatmeal.” Extra! Extra! Recently Milton Berk actually kept quiet for two con- secutive minutes. Decker: “What is H2OCI1.” Mr. Samuels: “I never heard of such a thing.” Decker: “Hootch.” THE ROUND TABLE 21 We editors may dig and toil Till our finger tips are sore. But some poor fish is sure to say “I’ve heard that joke before.” Juniors. PARK all kiddy-cars, rocking horses and tricycles parallel to the curb. ADVERTISE all lost articles such as rattles, teething-rings, pacifiers, build- ing blocks, buttons, pennies, rubber balls, dolls, balloons, cap-pistols, bean shooters, bubble pipes and water pis- tols in the Round Table. DO NOT cry for Castoria or pare- goric during Assembly. Do not take your daily afternoon and morning nap during study period. Faded Beauty. Teacher: “What tense is this? ‘I am beautiful’.” Smart Boy: “Remote Past.” Ed Hubbard: “I don’t think my Bertha could tell a lie in twelve months.” McKnight: “You’re lucky. My girl can tell a lie the moment I utter it.” —o— Mr. Wolbach: “This is the third time that you looked on Anna’s paper.” Meyers: “Yes sir, she doesn’t write very plainly.” Miss Stanger (in Dramatic Reading Class): “What are pauses?” Tetley: “They grow on cats.” Dorothy Morris: “I get as many as twenty or thirty telephone calls a day.” Helen Tuthill: “My, how popular. All admirers I suppose.” Dot: “No. Wrong numbers.” 22 THE HOUND TABLE We wonder why Stout can’t be sat- isfied with one, instead of robbing the school of all its pretty girls. Miss Hussong (in Problems Class) : “What were the Alien and Sedition Acts? Mr. Irwin.” Ed (sleepily) : “I don’t know.” Miss H.: “Do you mean to tell me that after taking Problems all last term, you don’t know what the Alien and Sedition Acts were?” Ed.: “Yes. That’s the reason I’m taking it over.” Miss Booth (to class): “Who can use the word final in a sentence? Final means end.” Virginia Moffit (shyly) : “The final of the cat’s tail is white.” The Proposal. “Je t adore,” the Frenchman told her. “Yo to amo, whispered the Span- iard. “I love you madly,” breathed the Englishman. “Say,” said the American, “will you marry me?” A Moonshiner. “All my life I’ve been unfortunate. When still a child I was left an orphan.” “What did you do with it?” “I am not bound to please thee with my answer.” (sentence in English). Miss Stanger: “Who said that.” W. Wilson: “I did.” Qualification. Mr. Wolbach: “A pickpocket ought to be able to run a typewriter excellently. Good touch 1” Miss Hussong: “Has anyone here ever been to Carpenter’s Hall—?” Oakey: “I have.” Miss Hussong: “Yes, that’s the first place they take children to.” Definitions Bookkeeping: A short course pre- scribed for pupils desiring to become librarians. Stenography: A new secret code designed for the deaf and dumb. Algebra: A part of mathematics involving unknowns and saving noth- ing in order to obtain something as a result. Latin: A dead language, studied for use in the after life. Physics: A study of principles of work, devolved by not working, and the explanation of how and why things happen as they happen to happen. Solid Geometry: A relation of plane geometry. Deals with the sub- ject of solids such as cones, cylinders, heads, etc. Spanish: An opportunity for Miss Hooker to relate her travels to her laboring classes. History: This course is given to enable Miss Hussong to describe the City of Philadelphia to her pupils. Chemistry: An explanation of the fumes that can sometimes be smelled in the upper hall. Music: An impersonation of a pig under a fence, a woman seeing a mouse, etc. Often rendered by the High School Orchestra. Dot Morris: “I’ve passed French at last.” Helen Brevoorst: “Honestly?” Dot: “What difference does that make.” THE ROUND TABLE 23 COMING SOON Four-act Musical Comedy entitled “Cartoon Capers ’ Cast of Characters Charles Chaplin Isadore Cardon (in long pants) Dorothy Darnit........Isobel Smock Mutt ............................. Roy McKnight Jeff ................ Raymond Brower Happy Hooligan Edgar Terhune Barney Google ........ “Rus” Tetley Maggie ........... Vera Oudermeulen Jiggs ................ George Bailey Dinty Moore ............ Ed Hubbard Powerful Katrinka ....... Lois Hesse Harold Teen .................. “Oakey” Lillums ............ Elizabeth Murphy Katzenjammer Kids Lionel Finkelstein George Myers The Captain ................ Weinstein The Inspector ........ George Predmore Skeezix .............. Harold Shafto Unca’ Walt ............ Milton Berk Moon Mullins James Cleary Little Egypt ......... “Dot” Morris Smitty ............. William Barrett One Round Teddy ........ “Mel” Stout A short time ago Russel Wickes came to the Editor-in-Chief of the Round Table. He wished to contrib- ute a story, and while presenting it the following conversation took place: Conant: “Your story, at first glance isn’t so bad, but your name isn’t known to our subscribers.” Author Wickes: “Oh never mind you can sign it Hawkins or Philips.” Bold Senior: “What shape is a kiss?” Embarrassed Freshy: “Er—a—a I never noticed.” Senior: “Well give me one and we'll call it square.” Red Bank is to have naval pro- tection at last. The navy has invaded the town. At least the sailor’s trousers have. We understand that Frank Wagner is the admiral. Anyway he wears white pants to school. So far the following have joined the navy and have embarked on the good ship “Nin- compoop”: Henry Moller John Sweel Charles Oakerson Monroe Decker Clarence Gray William Colio George Olmstead Lawrence Burdge George Bailey Edwin McDermott Gregory Gallegher Elliott Borden Richard Clapp Edgar Denise Ed Irwin On Monday, October 20 they parad- ed up and down Harding Road, per- haps endeavoring to secure more re- cruits. --------o------ Easy Matter Wm. Colio: “Yes, I’m much pleased with myself.” J. Gray: “It doesn’t take much to please you.” A Grave Mistake “Hello! I want to order a box for tomorrow.” “What size?” “There will be six of us in the party.” “But they only come in single sizes. We will have to have it made special.” “So, this is the Lyceum?” “No, this is the undertaker.” —Widow. 24 THE ROUND TABLE Norman Beers: “Who is that letter from ?” Baldwin: “Why do you want to know?” Norman Beers: “Gee, you are the most inquisitive fellow I know.” Excuses. Wicks staying in (after sneezing) : “Excuse me, Mr. Wolbach.” Mr. Wolbach: “Certainly.” Exit Wicks. Doring: “I want to get my girl something nice for her birthday, but I don’t want her to know anything about it.” Kaiser: “Give her a radio set. She won’t know anything about that for years.” Hoagy Taylor: “Irwin thinks he’s some football player, doesn’t he?” Bennett: “Whadya mean?” Taylor: “He put a nickel in the slot and got a quarterback.” THE ENGINEER Kas made this country the greatest of industrial nations. He has given it the me- chanical devices that have reduced man's labors and added to his comforts. A college training in engineering and chemistry is a splendid and profitable investment. Such training is offered by THE POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE OF BROOKLYN. Four year courses in Civil, Electrical, and Mechanical Engineering leading to engineering degrees Four year course in Chemistry leading to degree of Bachelor of Science Five year course in Chemistry and Engineering leading to degree of Chemical Engineer Write for the Seventieth Annual Catalogue, and for further information address ERNEST J. STREUBEL, Dean, 99 Livingston Street, Brooklyn, N. Y. THE ROUND TABLE 25 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa4AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AA AAAA 26 THE ROUND TABLE Compliments of The Junior Class of 1926 THE HOUND TABLE 27 H. C. METHOT DISTRIBUTOR J. YANKO Successor to ADEEM CO. Studebaker Jordan Dry Goods and Ready 77 Monmouth St. Red Bank New Jersey to Wear 32 BROAD ST. RED BANK COAL and FEED FRED D. WIKOFF 19 W. Front Street Tel. 552 Red Bank, N. J. BROWER’S LUNCH ROOM The Best Food—Prompt Service Reasonable Prices ROBERT BROWER, Prop. 3 WHARF AVE. RED BANK COMPLIMENTS OF Chambers’ Pharmacy Tel. 365 Red Bank Clarence J. Gray, Jr. Affiliated with THE HEIDRITTER LUMBER CO. Chestnut St. Red Bank, N. J. ALPERIN’S 20 BROAD ST. RED BANK Our Delicious Sandwiches Fill the Aching Void DAVISON’S HICKEY FREEMAN CLOTHES RED BANK, N. J. Telephone 678 G. Dietz and Son Meats, Groceries, Vegetables, Fresh Killed Poultry a Specialty 123 W. FRONT ST. RED BANK Ides Brothers STATIONERY CONFECTIONARY NOVELTIES AND TOYS 17 W. FRONT ST RED BANK NEW TEA ROOM—HESSE’S BROAD STREET, RED BANK, N. J. For your Noon Luncheon, try our tasteful Dainty Dishes and the manner which they are served will surely please you. 28 THE ROUND TABLE ED. VON KATTENGELL H. C. S. PASSENGER CARS AND TAXI-CABS Tel. 213 82 MONMOUTH STREET Red Bank, N. J. Automobile Insurance a Specialty Franklyn E. Gray with AETNA INSURANCE CO. OFFICE: NEWARK. N. J. SCUTTELLARO CONSTRUCTION COMPANY 112 Monmouth St. Red Bank, N. J. Anderson Bros. Monmouth St. Tel. 704 Daily Trips to N. Y. and Asbury Park Local and Long Distance Moving a Specialty H. Belgrad STATIONERY and NOVELTIES CANDY and CIGARS 28-A W. Front St. Red Bank COMPLIMENTS OF Andy’s Restaurant COMPLIMENTS OF FRANK GRAY DRESS WELL AND SUCCEED Compliments of J. M. FINKLESTEIN’S Rochester Clothes Shop, Inc. 12 W. FRONT ST. RED BANK A. S. MILLER SHOES RED BANK, N. J. A Shoe Store can fit into a community only as it fits shoes on the people’s feet Kuppenheimer Clothing in Red Bank MANHATTAN SHIRTS STETSON HATS J. KRIDEL Original Hesse’s Choice Ice Cream Guaranteed to be made from pasteurized cream and the finest ingredients that money will buy. 45 years of excellent reputation. Deliveries made to your home. Telephone 269 8 W. FRONT ST RED BANK JOSEPH HESSE