North High School - Polaris Yearbook (Nashville, TN)

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HIIIIIZUS Youthful eyes are turning To higher things in life, Desire is always burning With the lceenness ol ci knite. Standing on a hilltop, With dawn iust breaking through One sees success with brightness Blossorning anew. Outlined against the blue skies The golden clouds appear Winging their way Y-like sailboats With happiness each year. Happy days ot high school Kind teachers, helping all Having fun together Laughing at a lallg Pushing ever forward We've lett these joys behind, Still keeping all the knowledge For kindling of the mind. Eyes are always turning To the little things that count Looking past so many tears Past want and greed and doubt, To a path that's bright and shiny, Which leads to days ot ioy A tar-off goal worth reaching By every girl and boy. MARTHA HELEN IONES

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Sl Illlt MASS PIIIIPHHZY One day, while wandering through the heath in the Moorlands, I chanced upon a cave. Wondering, I en- tered. There I found three witches hovering about a fire over which hung a small black pot. They were ugly, bearded creatures dressed in tattered garments. Screened by a boulder at the mouth of the cave, I heard them muttering among themselves. First Witch: When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lightning, or in rain and whom shall we await? Second Witch: Ere the set oi sun. Third Witch: Where the place? First Witch: Here! Second Witch: To meet with Betty. At this I forgot my fear and entering said, Speak if -you can. What are you? First Witch: All hail, Betty! Graduate of North Nash- ville High! Class of I947! How know you these things? Tell me more, I cried. First Witch: We are but creatures from the realm of darkness. What would you know? Why-er-uh-what has happened to all my class- mates? Second Witch: Shall we tell her? Third Witch: Oh, fair is foul and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air. Here the three figures drew nearer the fire. Into the pot each dropped a handful of leaves t?l. Over it the old cranes commenced their incantation of Double trouble! Boil and Bubble! The pot began to boil mer- rily. I am not sure what happened next: but, over that pot I saw a vision. It is still as clear to me as if I were just seeing it. I remember exclaiming, Why, it's a grocery store, William Fuller's Super Market, and who is that waiting to be served? It's Mrs. Ianene Baskin and Mrs. Mary Leaver Lyle. More, more, I cry as the vision vanishes. I vaguely hear them muttering, Double trouble! Boil and Bubble! This time a business office appears. Yes, there's Martha Lee and Betty Harper. Behind them is their boss. It's Virginia Thomas! Will wonders never cease? The vision blurs. Next, I see a photographer's studio. There's Tony Mitchell taking snaps of that famous Power's Model, Bobbye Pardue. And lurking behind in the shadows is that wolf of a bookkeeper, Richard Green. Now, it's a hospital. No! I am not sure. Oh! it's the Central State Hospital. I often thought a few people I have known belonged there. I believe I recognize the doctors. They are Richard Rothman, M. D. and Robert Burgess, M. D. Their pretty red-haired nurse is Margaret Iones. I wonder who the patients are? Sam Crocker and Ray Rectorkmy goodness! Don't stop, I beg. That can't be all. Red buttons? What are-oh, a telephone switchboard! There's Dorothy Bradley and Betty Sears. Quick! Let's listen. Who's on the wire? Why it's Wallace Kinkade talking. Martha, be sure and have the twins clean for dinner. I'm bringing home guests. Now, don't start worrying. They're old friends, Miss Ann Shearon and Mrs. Alberta Brown. Mrs. Brown is bringing Chucky, Ir., as company for the twins. The connection is broken on his 'Bye, darling. I turned to the crones who were edging away from the fire. This can't be all of them. You mustn't stop! The old crone whom I have designated as the First Witch put another handful of leaves C?l into the pot, mumbling all the while, Double trouble! Boil and Bub- blel What's this I see next? Looks like a rally of some sort. It's election day in Mississippi and the rival can- didates for governor are Gene Wallace and Earl Kea- ton. There's Iean M. Wallace leading a cheering sec- tion and I do believe that's Mary Io Stone trying to keep down the booing whenever Earl gets up. She's keeping books at B. Iohnson's Drugstore. Now, I see an airport. There's the pilot, Mattie Schurer, waving to us. Wonder who's on board. Why, there's Ann and Iustine Iones. I hear Ann is playing violin solos with Sammy Kaye and that Iustine is hap- pily married. I see Mrs. Audrey Vaughn. I imagine George was too busy making doughnuts to get away. The Services are well represented on this flight. Here are Ensigns Halton Manners and Iames Madden argu- ing with Sergeant James Dickey and Paul Waggener who is now a civilian. I'd like to know who wins?