South Side High School - Optimist Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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 S§ | THE OPTIMIST SANFORD J. HILL HOUR years ago the present graduating class took up its high school duties. At the same time South Side High School was founded. Within the four short years South Side has kept pace with the class in growing up. In these four years South Side has accom- plished things of which she may be justly proud. In football she was first in the New Jersey High School Athletic Asso- ciation League. The state and city cham- pionship in basketball belongs to South Side as a result of the fine work of the team. At the indoor track meet with Barringer, a goodly margin placed our Alma Mater in first place. The many inter-grade teams in all sports and the attention given to girls’ athletics denotes the democratic spirit in the school. But South Side triumphs are balanced. In the realm of debate she is also su- preme. The ’Varsity Debating Team de- feated both East Orange and Barringer, and then in a debate with New Bruns- wick captured the state championship. One of the members of the team also won second place in the state extemporaneous speaking contest. The Glee Club won honorable mention at the Hamilton Col- lege contest, and our Dramatic Club's play, “Why Smith Left Home,” was a huge success. As a local achievement, the system of recognition for being on the Honor Roll is worthy of special mention. But in the field of scholarship South Side excels. Her graduates are success- ful in the higher institutions of learning as well as in business. In fact, in all her activities. South Side shows the results of her splendid organization. The activities of South Side are really the activities of the Senior Class. Every championship team has had one or more representatives of the class on it. From 1-B on, this class has supported the af- fairs of South Side. In return for their support the members of the class have gained things that cannot be measured by dollars and cents. They have gained in addition to fine mental preparation, a high school spirit of democracy which is inestimable. Responsible for the success of the Seniors are our principal, Dr. Ken- nedy, and the teachers of the school. To them the class extends its fullest thanks. Before laying down their tasks the members of the present Optimist Board wish to tender their thanks to the faculty advisors for their assistance, and to the student body for its hearty support. We wish the new board and editor-in-chief much success. May they add another successful volume to the Optimist. 10

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 THE OPTIMIST The First Annual Outing By LOUIS SCHRENZEL HEN I recall the first annual outing of the Jolly Six” Club, I must revert to my boyhood days when an outing was a milestone. When that outing was held a few years ago I was a happy participant: it caused me then much pride on account of our wonderful achieve- ment; now it serves as an effective anti- dote to relieve any blue” feeling. After much heated discussion, a com- mittee of a half dozen was appointed—the total membership was six—to formulate ways and means for the arrangement of this momentous affair. The members of the committee dickered and argued, harangued and fought over possible means of providing a conveyance to some outlying suburb. Finally the committee agreed to hire a horse and wagon. For- tunately the father of one of the mem- bers was a vegetable peddler and he most philanthropically consented to allow us the use of a wagon for one day. All that was now to be done was to hire a horse. The committee marched in a body to a livery stable where horses were hired out cheap for the day and by skilful bargain- ing got a horse for a day for the munifi- cent sum of one dollar. The horse was a lean animal with a pair of hungry eyes, a set of bruised legs, a white body almost entirely hidden by freckles,” upon which the whips of im- patient drivers had often found a target, and a bespattered nose. Figuratively speaking, “the horse had one leg in the grave.” The steed was hitched to the wagon and we set out for Bray Farms. Urged on by the continuous coaxing of the driver, the horse trotted on for a few moments. Everything seemed to go right with us, as we sat in the rig. Fiee wagon. cheap horse, beautiful day, all served to bolster up our good spirits. We soon reached the outskirts of the city. We were bouncing along leisurely, for-the horse was now walking, and plain- tive pleadings to “git dep” found a cold ear. We were resolved to reach our des- tination before noon; so force took the place of peaceful means in attaining our end. In relentless fashion the driver lashed the animal until it broke into an irregular trot. We were now at least ten miles from our starting point, just at the borders of an adjoining town. The green grass and budding trees filled our youth- ful breasts with joy. At the junction of two streets the horse suddenly stopped. No amount of coercion could make that animal move a step. A burly traffic policeman told us in no un- certain terms to move on and be quick about it. The animal remained deaf to our pleadings; it did not budge. We de- scended from our shaky rig and endeav- ored to ascertain the cause of the trouble. One bold fellow inspected the hoofs of the horse, another tenderly rubbed his legs, a third attempted to console the ani- mal by patting his nose—all were doing something. I saw a wistful look in those small eyes—a look that spoke hunger. We fetched the oats bag and handed the en- tire contents to the horse. We waited eagerly until the animal had consumed his feed while the policeman was threat- ening us with arrest if we didn’t move out of the way. But our horse calmly enjoyed his repast until ene impatient policeman pulled him to the side, spilling the feed. We were stranded. We be- came so loud-voiced in our complaints that we were warned to ‘‘shut up” if we didn’t care to spend the day in a “cooler.” (Continued on page 15.) 9

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CLASS OF JUNE. 17