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

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THE ROUND TABLE 5 FIRST PRIZE THE WILL AND THE WAY Everyone knows how crowded the street cars of New York are at any time; so it is not difficult to imagine that it is next to impossible to find even standing room during the holiday season. William Dean and his sister Barbara were going on a shopping expedition, but as Mrs. Dean was using the car for the afternoon, it was necessary for them to go by trolley. As the Broadway car, with its occu- pants crowded like sardines in a can, jogged down town. Will decided—as was not unusual—to play a trick on Bob, as Barbara’s friends usually called her. Putting his hand into her pocket, adroitly he drew out her purse, and, unnoticed, slipped it into his own pocket. As the two youthful shoppers squeezed their way out of the car and were elbowed across the street, an in- fectious twinkle danced in Will’s clear blue, mischievous eyes, and he smiled in anticipation of Bob’s confusion. Intent on the swaying crowds. Bob remained wholly unconscious of her brother’s amusement. “Well, Sis,’’ he asked when they were in the elevator in Altman’s, “how do you feel after being sandwiched in there with people of all nationalities? Suppose we go home in a taxi?’ “Oh, no!’’ she exclaimed, “that was great fun! It is so seldom we get a chance to have a lark like that! Wasn’t that little Polish baby just along side of me perfectly adorable?” “My dear Bob, you are absolutely hopeless, falling in love with a little ball of garlic like that!” he admon- ished playfully. Jubilantly he watched while she picked out the things she wanted, say- ing to himself all the while, “Just wait till she finds that it’s gone! Just wait! Oh, Boy! Some excitement. I’ll bet!” You can imagine his amazement when she calmly took out her purse and paid for her purchases! Waiting for his chance till Bob went to try on a dress, he hastened to a lonely desk in a far corner of the waiting room where he emptied the purse of its contents and began to ex- amine them. It contained about fifteen dollars in money, a handkerchief with the letter “C” embroidered in one cor- ner and last but not least a letter. It

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4 T1IE ROUND TABLE present school year. Candy is sold at recess time and at all of the home athletic games. The sales are effici- ently managed by Norman Beer, with Gerald Baldwin, Lawrence Burdge, Everett Burdge, Edgar Denise, and Henry Fix as assistants. The pro- ceeds are used to help swell the fund for the trip to Washington The Sen- ior Class solicits your patronage. If you are not a Senior, remember that you will be some day, and then you will want the patronage of others. Straw Vote. On election morning a straw vote was taken. While the Senior High School sat in Chapel, three campaign speeches were given by the following: Gerald Baldwin, Calvin Coolidge; Gregory Gallagher, John W. Davis; Adele Ryder, Robert La Follette. After these complimentary statements were completed, the vote was taken. Returns: Coolidge and Dawes ................253 Davis and Bryan ................... 73 La Follette and Wheeler 24 Mr. Seiber ......................... 1 Charly Bennett ..................... I Mr. Dilkes ......................... 1 353 --------o------ DEBATING NEWS The first meeting of the Debating Society was held Sept. 16th, 1924. The election of officers took place. The following were chosen: President ........... Clarence Gray Vice-President ......Helen Brevoort Secretary ........... Emily Stryker Treasurer ........... William Colio It was decided that an informal de- bate was to be given in chapel. The question to be—Resolved! That the 18th Amendment be repealed. Affirmative—Miss Brevoort Miss Stryker Mr. Kaiser Negative—Mr. Cardon Miss Staw Mr. Colio A meeting was held November 20, 1924, it was moved and seconded, that the society meet every other Thursday. This was done so as to hold informal debates. In this way it will liven up the meetings, and also help all of the members in public speaking. This meeting was excep- tionally well attended, well conducted, and very lively. The third, society meeting of the year was held Thursday, December 4, 1924. The meeting was called to order by the President—Mr. Gray. The following teams were chosen: Affirmative— C. Gray (Captain) H. Tuthill F. Kaiser H. Brevoort (Alt.) Negative— W. Wilson (Captain) E. Stryker R. Conant W. Colio (Alt.) Every member is busy working on his question, in hopes to make the Varsity team. Miss Stranger is doing her best for the Society, and with her help we hope to make this year “Our Banner Year. Emily E. Stryker, Sec’y-

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6 THE ROUND TABLE was not in an envelope; it had simply been folded and slipped into the pocketbook. In order that no possible clue of the owner’s identity should escape him. Will read and reread the epistle which was worded as follows: New York City, N. Y. December 3, 1924. Dearest Babes, Thank goodness, you can go Christ- mas Eve! I’ll be little “Johnnie on the spot.’’ Say! whom do you think I ran into the other day? He had just arrived in town. Percy! His first words, when he saw me, were: “Are we to have the pleasure of Miss De Couer’s pres- ence at the affair on Christmas Eve?’’ “Yes. Camille has promised to go with me,’’ I lied. Really I had to pro- tect you from that bore. One good turn deserves another; so don’t you think you ought to go with me? As ever, Reggy. “Camille De Couer,’’ he mused, “I wonder if she’s as French as it sounds?’ Putting the things back into the purse he had just started toward the directory when he heard a clock strike four. Well, he’d have to wait till later as he must meet Bob now and take her to tea. Passing through the store entrance, they nearly collided with a group of their friends. The meeting ended by their all going to the Ritz for tea, where they danced so long that they had to hurry home to dress for dinner. That night in the solitude of his own room Will looked in the telephone directory, and to his dismay found quite a list of De Couer’s. The following morning he began to call them up but at each place he was doomed by equally disappointing ans- wers such as: “No, Miss Camille De Couer does not live here, or “You have the wrong number.’’ Almost in despair he called nearly the last num- ber on the list. To his delight, in answer to his query, the voice at the other end of the wire replied, “Yes, M’sieur, but she is not in.’’ “Well, may I see her this after- noon?” he almost shouted. “No, M’sieur, but I so believe that M’mselle Camille will be at home this evening.” “All right, thank you. I’ll be around.” About eight o’clock that evening Will got out of a taxi in an old aristo- cratic district and mounted the steps of a fashionable home. The door was opened by an old woman—in all prob- ability the one who had answered the phone. She led him into the library where a very pretty, very French- looking girl was reading. She arose as he entered and Will noticed that she was just a little taller than Bob. “Miss Camille De Couer?” he ven- tured advancing and bowing. “Yes, Mr. ----------------she began. “William Dean,” he supplied as she paused, “I came to return your pocket book,” at least, I presume it must be yours.” “Oh, has it fifteen dollars in it and a letter?” she asked eagerly as he put his hand in his pocket. The purse was handed to Camille who sighed with relief, “I’m so glad you found it!” “I didn’t find it,” he said looking into her eyes, “I took it out of your pocket in the trolley yesterday.” Sit- ting down beside her, he related the whole incident. Finally, he concluded