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

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2 THE ROUND TABLE THE ROUND TABLE Published Monthly by Students of R. B. H. S. Year Subscription . . . .... 60c Single Copy 10c Editors-in-Chief— Geo. Olmstead Lois Rogers Literary Editor.........M. Alperin Art Editors— Y. Norcross J. Houghton Athletic Editors— G. Norman E. Yanko 0. Morford Class Editors— D. Story, ’27 E Cooper, ’27 F. Blaisdell, ’28 S. Hodas, ’28 R. Schroeder, ’29 A. Giles, ’29 Humor Editors— Harry Ingalls Robert McCoach Exchange Editor...........G. Dennis Circulation Managers— 'R. McCoach W. Brannin L. Colio Business Managers— J. Curley J. Van Nostrand N. Klatsky Typists — H. Van Dorn E. Walder Alumni Editor ............M. Kendell Faculty Advisors— Miss Stanger Mr. Gil land EDITORIAL The Round Table wishes to com- mend the students of R. B. H. S. for the fine spirit exhibited so far toward various school activities. The Round Table drive for sub- scribers, the Senior drive for mag- azine subscriptions and purchasers of Christmas cards, the support given to the Athletic Association, to the Banking System, to Debat- ing, Dramatics, all indicate an en- thusiasm which means Red Bank High is alive and ready for what- ever may be of benefit to all con- cerned. There is nothing better able to accomplish results, than the will- ingness to co-operate. If each in- dividual member of our High School would be as willing to co- operate with his teachers in mas- tering the subjects he must study, as he is m supporting school activi- ties, what a wonderful high school R- B. H. would be. It could very well, then, be known as the clCen- ter of Scholarship of Monmouth County”; and with what pride one could say, ”1 am a student of R. B. H.” Subjected to such a spirit of co- operation, no one would need to have his name recorded as one of many on the monthly list of fail- ures. Students of R. B. H., de- termine to fight and fight hard for high scholarship as your goal. SPIRIT Once again spirit comes to the front and takes a leading part in almost every activity. It has tri- umphed in banking, athletics, class meetings, and senior class activi- ties. There seems to be the will- ingness for all to take an active part, when each one did, the result was a strong school spirit. At the football games there was a spirit, a great spirit, but there were only two chances to put that spirit to its full extent. On Thanksgiving Day, when our team went down to de- feat, the students stood back of the school by cheering and the boys fought hard to the finish. In banking the Senior High started with the one hundred per cent record and kept it until the Junior High, who was close be- hind, passed them, when the Senior High got 99.2%. Much enthusi asm has been aroused over these rec- ords and the Junior High is trying to start the other schools of the town on the same path- At the be- ginning of the year the Round Table asked for subscriptions and the respond was 400 strong with a sale of 100 when the copies were brought. The Senior Class sold subscrip- tions to magazines and are now selling Christmas cards. These ac- tivities were supported mostly by the students of Red Bank High. If some one should ask you, “What is School Spirit?” just enumerate these facts and their measures of success. One thing must be taken into consideration, that almost every- thing calls for money and the time is very near Christmas when money is scarce, therefore, there has never been a better school spirit in R. B. H. S. THE POETS' CORNER MY CAR! I have a car that goes and stops, Sometimes it flies and sometimes it hops; Just crank her up; she starts hiss- ing, It’s all right though, there is noth- ing missing. She looks so strong I call her Katrmker, But with a mechanic you must link er; Just oil her up and feed her gas. She’s got more speed than a Rolls Royce has. The chassis may not look so good. But you never can tell what is under the hood; That’s the way with a Ford, you know, Henry ne’er built them for outside show. E. Dodd. BOOKS Books are friends, to whom we may go for aid; They refresh us, cheer us, com- fort and sustain. They make us lose ourselves within the thoughts Of another’s joy and pain. Countless pictures of lands we ne’er have seen Flash before us m words of beau- tiful hue, As vivid as if an artist had done the work For a connoisseur to view. The characters become our close companions. We understand their weak points and their strong. And as we see their faults and errors We can perceive ourselves, where wrong. So, portrayed so keenly in the won- derful realm of books. Are human emotions and actions. Enabling us to better understand Life and all it means. Lois Rogers.

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Ube IRounb liable Published Monthly by Students of R. B. H. S. Vol. VIII. RED BANK, N. J., DECEMBER, 1926 No. 2 ROUND TABLE STAFF SUBSCRIPTION DRIVE BY SENIORS A meeting of the Senior Class was called Thursday, Oct. 29, by President Edward Leddy. The ob- ject of the meeting was to hear a plan by which the class could be financially benefitted. This was very clearly and effectually ex- plained by Mr. Miller of the Crow- ell Publishing Company. The idea was to sell subscrip- tions to the following magazines: “The Womans Home Companion” “The American Magazine” “The Mentor ’ “Farm and Fireside” “Colliers A very fair commission was guaranteed on each subscription obtained. The class was entirely in favor of the project, and in order to fur- ther stimulate interest, teams were chosen. These teams were: The Blue Wranglers The Green Ropers The Red Riders 'Continuer on page e- ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION ELECTS OFFICERS A regular meeting of the Athletic Association was called for the pur- pose of electing officers. The elec- tions resulted as follows: Fred Neilson, President Robert Laurence, Vice Pres. Eleanor Bray, Secretary Mrs. Crandall will act as treas- urer as she has done in the past. The association has decided to take a collection in silver on Tues- day, November 22, 1926 in chapel. This collection is for the purpose of sending money to the Walter Camp Memorial. The Athletic Association will then double the amount and this will be sent to this fund in New York. Mr. Neilson then appointed a Constitutional Committee with Billy McVey, as chairman to re- vise the constitution. No other business was brought up and the meeting was adjourned. R. B. H. S. DEFEATED BY LEONARDO Before a crowd of 2,500 people, the Red Bank High School team went down to defeat at the hands of the powerful Leonardo eleven by a score of 34—0. Irwin kicked off and the ball was recovered by Red Bank, who lost it after one first down. Leonardo began a steady march down the field only to lose it on the five yard line, by a fumble- Red Bank kick- ed but recovered it again when the ball bounced against a Leonardo player. Red Bank was held for down and Leonardo received the ball and attempted a drop kick which failed to go over the bar. The quarter ended. In the first few minutes of the second quarter, T. Hanson went over the goal for Leonardo’s first touchdown. He also scored the extra point. Shortly after this, a pass from H. Hanson to Spaun ac- counted for the second touchdown. Hanson kicked the goal for the (Continued on Page Eleven)

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THE ROUND TABLE 3 TO WRITE A POEM Were you asked to write a poem? Did this ever fall to you? Did your teacher send you home. With such a task to do? To write a poem is most hard Especially for a boy. Some girls can write them by the yard. Could I, 'twould give much joy. One day I sat and tried and tried. And could not write a word; Many a poem in the making died. Such ones you’ve never heard. How can one put his thoughts in verse, If talent he is lacking? I’ve done my best, and have seen worse. To you they’ll seem nerve racking. If these are not exceedingly fine, I cannot be to blame, For I have written my very best lines. And so am not ashamed. Jack L. Ryder- Once upon a time, you see That’s how the tales are told Of damsels fair and deeds so bold To win them liberty. In towers high in days gone by Where waved the wizard’s wand, A ploughboy would his valor try The prize—a princess’ hand. To me a little child then. How real those stories seemed; Now, they all must forgotten be But I, their meaning gleaned. O’Donnell. OUR OWN LITTLE LEOPARD The leopard gave our town its fame, And don’t imagine, that kitty was tame. Straight from his haunts in Africa came he, To our little zoo in New Jersey. Then one day when he was alone. He escaped from his cage without being known. Then as you all know. They hunted for him high and low. For miles around the doors were locked, Windows closed, and rifles cocked, No one walked on lonely roads. And cats and dogs were killed by loads. Though a dog’s life wasn’t worth a cent. The leopard was safe, wherever he went. His foot-prints were seen every- where. And he himself seen here anc there. But his career ended with a snap. For he was caught in a farmer trap. There he was found by the farmer’s son. Who finished him, with his old shotgun. Arthur Boross, ’27. A DREAM GIRL Her eyes were like the deep blue sea. Her hair was blonde as blond could be; Her lips were like the Cupid’s bow, Her teeth were white, as white as snow. Her name was not what one might think It was just this, Sally O’Tink; She was Irish but yet not quite. Her great, great, grandfather was an Arabian knight. And as I dreamed this dream so true, Morning came; and darkness lost its sullen hue; Out of bed’s comforts I then me got. And this dream girl’s phantom was soon forgot. E. Dodd. CREDIT Perhaps our readers will notice the Round Table s new cover- This cover is to be a permanent one. Much credit is due Vera Norcross for her faithfulness in designing and working up such an attractive dress for our school paper. S.G.S. IF (With apologies to Killing) If you can keep your hair when all about you Are shearing theirs and wanting you to, too, If you can hold your tongue when others mock you. But make allowance for their mocking, too. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To keep your hair long, after theirs is gone. And hold on to it when there s nothing in you Except the will which says to you, “Hold On!” If you can talk with crowds and keep your locks too. Or walk with “Sheiks”—nor lose your common sense; If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If women dub you “Freak” in self-defense; If you can smile without a hat to fit you. If you can sigh, but never shed a tear; Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it. And—which is more—YOU’LL BE A LADY, DEAR. It is m the middle of the day and yet all is quiet and still. Then a grinding and crunching is heard. This is followed by a soft tapping, tap—tap—tap—tap, which is regu- lar and continuous. A mysterious voice is heard and it counts in time with the tapping, one—two—three —four, one—two—three—four. As a sudden clap of thunder a tre- mendous noise begins which sounds like a hundred horses rac- ing down a cement road- This uproar continues for what seems ages but perhaps is only a few min- utes. Then a woman's scream above the uproar: Stop! Stop! and as if the voice possessed magic, the noise dies away and Miss Donaldson quietly stops the Vic- trola and addresses her typewriting class.