Enterprise High School - Encoala Yearbook (Enterprise, AL)

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Senior Class Prophecy INCE this is the age in which the announcement of a marvelous invention causes little excitement, as when people went hun- dreds of miles to see Mr. Wright glide down a hill in an air buggy, it is only fitting and proper that I foretell the future of the Class of ’25 as I witnessed it over the great marvel of the age, the radio. As the old church clock was slowly donging out the mid- night hour, I went quietly to the farther corner of the room where the light from the fire cast long, weird shadows. Drawing up a chair, I sat down in front of my eight tube Highwater Cant set and turned on the elec- tricity. The little lamps soon flickered up and the old familiar buzz greeted me. I began turning the dials and soon a loud screech burst forth from the loud speaker. As the screeching and grinding became louder I was almost certain that I was approaching the wave length of a broadcasting station. Suddenly, there came in clear, loud tones these words: “Radio broad- casting station W L B F, World’s Largest Buttonhole Factory, Panicura, Mo. Please stand by for five minutes.” I recognized immediately the voice of one of our old classmates of years ago, Lorenzo Gunter. I looked at my wrist watch, while waiting for the five minute inter- mission to be over, mildly wondering if I would hear of any more old class members that night. Again the announcer’s voice came: “The Jefferson City Black Bottom Ramblers, under the direction of Mr. W. Guy Pouncey will render several jazz selections. Hold your seats.” After listening to several selections of mean music there came: “Miss Tera Byrd, graduate of Barker’s School of Expression, will tell the kiddies a bedtime story.” After this most interesting story, the announcer said, “We are very for- tunate in having with us tonight the famous operatic trio, Misses Catherine Snellgrove, Eura Carmichael and Mr. A. D. Griffin. They will render vo- cally “The Pirates of Penzance,” Miss Maecy Ragland, piano, and Mr. Elliot Ellis, violin, accomplished musicians accompanying them.” After listen- ing to the luring strains of the music my thoughts drifted back to old C. C. H. S. days. Suddenly, I was brought rudely back to earth by the an- nouncer saying, “Mr. Thornton Wright, the witty man of America, will entertain our invisible audience with snappy stories and jokes.” After listening to the familiar voice of “Tink,” there broke in the harsh singing of a dot and dash wireless station. As I knew something of the Interna- tional Code, I recognized the dots and dashes as a governmental message concerning the Vice President of The U. S., James Willoughby, and the American Minister to England, Robert Sellers, the message being sent by Mack Adams, whom I thought was at West Point. This interruption caused me to lose the broadcasting station and I finally “tuned in” on an-

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holidays, the Juniors did not lose interest but worked on until the close. As a reward for our efforts, we won the contest and received a prize of ten dollars for securing the most votes in school. We sold the Ford, thus ob- tained, and the proceeds of the sale were given to the Athletic Association. At last we have become dignified Seniors, after ten years of toil and struggle, joy and sorrow. We are on the last rung on the educational lad- der in the gift of our town and county. The affection of our class has been strong indeed, especially between two of our Seniors, one not desiring any longer to be a Single-ton plighted her troth in a Miller, for better or worse, and now they are one for life. On the morning of September the 5th there assembled in the Senior Class room sixty-nine enthusiastic boys and girls. They were auspicious enough to have with them their guardian of the past year, Miss Erom Grif- fin. The first question to be settled was the officers for the ensuing year. The following were elected: president, Robert Sellers; vice-president, Jo- anna Rawls; secretary, Marguerite Hildreth; treasurer, James Willoughby. Living up to the letter of our motto, “By our efforts we hope to rise,” has been the aim of every member of the class. The scholarship of our class ranks high, fourteen members being excused from all examinations at the end of the first semester and many others being excused from one or more. The deportment, also, is unexcelled by any class previously graduat- ing from our school. Our social functions have been delightful, especially were the follow- ing: the entertainment by the Freshmen with a Halloween party at the home of Evelyn Searcy, the entertainment our class gave the Hartford and C. C. H. S. football teams at the home of Joanna Rawls on November the 21st. Suffice it to say that ours are a lovely, loyal, patriotic, progressive and enthusiastic bunch of students who will graduate from the dear old Coffee County High School with high hopes and fond anticipations of future greatness in whatever course each may take in the battle of life. —HELENA CARLISLE, Class Historian.

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other station at Perlman, Ga., the town founded by the great stock broker, Abraham Perlman. The announcer at this station announced a lecture on “The Adoption of Better Methods of Controlling the Temperature of Ice Boxes” by ex-Governor Revel H. Searcy. The next number was a vocal treat by the Smokehouse Five; Wade Mixon, Richard Martin, Paul Mc- Ritchie, Malcolm Mclnnis, and Wilson Robinscn. Then came the report of the weather man, H. V. Jones. The announcer then said, “Miss Idelle Bovett will give a talk relative to her latest novel, “Ten Nights in a Bath- tub.” After this interesting talk, Minnie Lee Glover rendered a beautiful vocal solo entitled, “My Love Was in a Shipwreck. But He Grabbed a Cake of Soap and Washed Himself Ashore.” accompanied by Quinton Miller on the piano accordion. I found that this program was indeed an interesting one and I pricked up my ears when I heard the announcer sav, “Miss Bela Speigner, far-famed writer of young women’s stories, will give answers to letters asking her about love affairs.” The next radio number was unique in that it consisted of a playlet by the American Players, directed by .Tadie Armour and passed by the National Biscuit Comnanv. The cast, as best I remember were: Jewell Andrews. Ruby Murdock. Carrie Pierce. Rebecca Ramsay, Mae Reeves, Romulus Ellis, Olma Martin, and Fred Logan. The play was “The Old Farm.” Roy Brabham was the mortgage on the farm. The remaining part of the program was uninteresting and I tuned in on a station in London, England. Great was my surprise when the announcer said, “The Editor of the London Times, Miss Willie Mae Nichols, an- nounces that her paper will be published everv week instead of bi-monthly, as heretofore.” I was astonished also when it was announced that Sidney Mclnnis, the great American artist, was in London. The program was interesting, in that I recognized so many old school mates. William Ses- sions, the great doctor then in Oxford gave a splendid lecture on “The Anerobia Genus Leptothrix Microbe and Its Relation to the Flea.” Misses Ida and Fannie Hudson, talented sisters, gave several beautiful harmonica numbers. Miss Velma Watkins, U. S. Red Cross Representative to Eng- land, gave a t lk on “The Need for Snowshoes in Africa.” Lady Ineeda Saturdaybath (formerly Carabel Brunson) performed snlendidly on the pipe organ. I next picked up a station in Franangeles, Calif. The station was situated at the big sardine establishment of Alton Armour and Tom Eidson. The Female Pacific Symphony Orchestra under the direction of Miss Helena Carlisle was a special number on the program. I recognized several members of the orchestra as they were announced: Una Yelver- ton. Adah Helms, Armanda Speigner. Vera Reeves, Mary Love Martin. Ruth Martin and Ethelyn Fleming. Edna Goodson rendered a beautiful vocal solo entitled “He Was True to Me. but H’s Teeth Were False.” I no- ticed at this time that the air seemed to be “filled” with sending stations, sending anything from a bedtime story to a weather report. At one sta- tion in particular, Bessie Sue Price delighted her unseen audience with a detailed description of her new invention of a compact, worn as an ear- ring. The announcer read a telegram from Emory Summerset who said that he was thoroughly enjoying the program by the fireside out on his