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

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1»€?l THE O P T I M I ST The Way To Do Things Is- TO DO THEM THAT plan of action applies not only to your studies, but to the start- ing of a bank account. In either case procrastination is an enemy that must be promptly fought and overcome. Others have done that in connection with their studies and in starting their own interest-bearing bank accounts, and what they have done you can do. They decided to have bank accounts; they decided to open them at once; they found ways of saving money to do it, and—they did it! Are you going to confess—even to yourself—that you can’t do what they have done? You know that you can do it; you know that you WILL do it, and this, the largest institution of its kind in New Jersey, urges you to do it at once. Don t put it off another day. Two dollars or more will start for you an account in the SAVINGS DEPARTMENT Fidelity Trust Company 753 BROAD STREET Between Bank and Academy Streets Banking, Trust, Bond, Title, Mortgage, Savings, Credit and Safe Deposit Departments. 8

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THE OPTIMIST SOUTH SIDE HIGH SCHOOL NEWARK, NEW JERSEY Published monthly, except July, August and September, by representatives of the student body. Single copies, 15c. Special Numbers, 20c. Senior Number, 25c. Sub- scription for the year, $1.50 by mail; $1.35 delivered in the school. All members and friends of the school are invited to contribute to the school paper. Articles must be in the hands of the Editor at least two weeks before publication. Advertising copy due the first day of each month. Entered as second-class matter at the Newark Post Office, December 21, 1913. VOL. VII. NUMBER 4 SENIOR OPTIMIST BOARO Executive Board Robert Nolan Frances Cauffman Chester Mueller Helen Beitman David Chesack Nathan Chimacoff Helene Englander Esther Farber Jeanette Ferry Julia Norton Leo Hubcrman Frank Ianclli Harry Kolodin Milton Lange Janet Maclvcr Evelyn McWhood Alfred Zuzi STAFF Editor-in-Chief Jcrrold M. Stern Associate Editor Raymond Brandes Circulation Manager Arthur Burditt Asst. Circulation Manager Louis Grotta Literature Robert Nolan Edith Curren Arthur Ward Esther Crane Abigail Van Horn Exchanges Meta Rosenberg Rose Hahn Mildred Bowc Lillian Eddy Meyer Cohen Henry Saslow Personats Anna Zimetbaum Jeannette Ferry William Krinsky Eugene Hcinzinger David B. Abramson A dvertising Ma nager J. C. Ware Business Manager Edward Steinberg Assist. Business Manager Chester Grant School Nesvs Howard Brock Beatrice Eichhorn Milton Lange Evelyn McWhood Mildred Black Ruth Schechner Winifred Springer A thirties Marcus Jonas Charles Tench Nathan Chimachoif Gerald T. Foley Margaret Foley Art Donald Sassman Morris Helprin Clinton Metz Sol Cohen Frank Ianelli Benjamin Hirshbcrg COLYER PRINTING CO.. NEWARK. N J

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 THE OPTIMIST 1 Senior Editor, Helene Englander. EDITORS Robert Nolan Esther Crane Arthur Ward Abigail Van Horn Edith Curren The Twilight Waltz By Evelyn McWhood. THE soft, dreamy strains of a waltz float- ed out on the clear air of evening, the melody rising and falling in rythmic loveli- ness of sound. The player was a girl, her face full of the joyousness of carefree youth, but in her eyes a light, a something not akin to joy— a look of Things Beyond, as if she felt for the moment the pulse of greater, richer power than that of youth. The music cast a spell that seemed to blot out the rosy comfort of the firclit room, that seemed to transport her to another sphere where all was radiant white- ness. Under her gliding fingers the rippling notes took on a lingering plaintive tone. Out in the street hurried feet sped home- ward. Thru the darkening twilight hour scores of workers passed. Some walked with brisk expectancy. They were returning to their homely firesides after the day’s labor. The thought of loved ones waiting there spurred them onto joyous haste. To these the haunt- ing strain of music wafted on the breeze car- ried no sadness, and caused only a momentary slackening of pace, that they might better hear the beauty of the tone. But some there were who passed but slowly, their lagging footsteps telling not of joyful hope and thought of hap- py family life, but rather of listless despair, the bleak outcome of dreams unrealized and hopes long dead. Of these some were too deep in thought to hear the fragrant sweetness of the melody. But one, slowly pacing by, head bent in gloomy meditation, face drawn and white with suffering, paused on his way and listened. Lines of bitter disappointment, tinged with the hopelessness of regret had traced an indeli- ble cloud of sadness on his features. And as he raised his head to catch the strains of music, there was in his eyes the look of a man at bay, the helpless, haunted look that shows sur- render to the overwhelming odds of life. He was ready to give up the joyless struggle for existence. For a moment he stood motionless, listening to the song. Then, as the transient 9