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

 - Class of 1924

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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

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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.



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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

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