Petersburg High School - Missile Yearbook (Petersburg, VA)

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V V . gc. mm: mmmnumm unnmmnmmnn ummmummnumuunuuu u11IuInn111un1mIuxununn1xIn1nn1x1r1uInIumaxnnrnnxunnuInnumIIInxn1Iumuuuummuuunm S nnuuuunnl Mary arose at the introduction by the president and with the vase before her on the table began her lecture on the re- sponsibility of the club to preserve such relics as those at the Hamilton mansion. Pointing to the vase with her voice full of pride after a long talk on what the mansion contained, Mary said, and this lovely antique was presented to me by the care- taker Who must have sensed my great love for antique vases from the glitter of my eyes as they alighted on two fine speci- mens in the hall. I shall pass this vase around. I'm sure you'1l all agree that it must have come direct from some English castle. Isn't it just gorgeous ? She held it high for everyone to see amidst loud applause for her interesting speech, when upon its bottom in bold blue letters she read- Made in Czechoslovakia. Mary grew pale- Czechoslovakia was founded after the World War! she man- aged to say to herself between gulps. Fifty femenine voices gasped- Oh my goodness! Hea- vens! Oh-oh! as the tiny vase crashed to a thousand pieces upon the floor. How careless of me! Mary said sheepishly. nmnnmuumlummuuuuvu nunmummmnuum Page thirty-three . . . .

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ujkc Syninaifcn v v xl1mmmnIIInInumuuuunuIuIII1Ilunnumnnmnuum uu1nunnmmnmmmnnuuxIIInmmnmuunmn mnmnmnnuuu uuunmun After knocking for a considerable time, Mary gained ad- mittance. She explained her object and the old caretaker went in search of his wife. He seemed as musty and antiquated as the surroundings, and Mary remarked later to one of her friends that if he had returned, followed by some ante-bellum belle of the Hamilton family, she wouldn't have been surprised. He returned almost immediately and was followed by his wife who fitted into the surroundings as perfectly as her hus- band. Upon learning what Mary wanted, she ushered her into the dining-room and began a dry explanation of the origin of this and that while Mary industriously took notes. She noticed that the old woman seemed to regard her as if she were an objectionable intruder and resented her being there, but Mary had an irresistible charm and soon had the old woman telling her small incidents about the family life as it used to be in the olden days and about intimate affairs of the family. When they had completed examining the house, Mary had the old woman in a very amicable frame of mind, and her countenance wore quite a benign expression when Mary pressed a silver dollar into her palm. As Mary prepared to depart, she caught sight of a pair of vases which had escaped her attention beforehand. Oh, they are so delicate and pretty ! she exclaimed en- thusiastically. They'Ve been in this family nigh on a hundred years, replied the old woman proudly, for she regarded the things here as her own, because she and her husband had lovingly cared for them for the best part of their lives. Mary was admiring them when the old woman hastily ex- cused herself. When she returned, she bore a vase which was similar to those which she had been looking at. You can have this one here if you want it. It was given to me by young Mr. Jack Hamilton's wife when she came here last summer to see about the condition of things, said the old wo- man. Mary quickly responded, But you'l1 want it, Won't you '! No, I won't, was her answer, and anyway, I can buy much prettier ones down at the ten cent store. It was plain to see that she didn't value the vase very much. Thanking her, Mary departed, and on the way back to town, decided to center her speech around the vase. The whole club will be envious of me now, she thought. . . . . Page thirty-two O

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Slit Quiaaifev v v mnnummm-uumunummnn111IIxmnmnunnnmmummmmmum-ummmmmunnnmmmumumm A Co-Ed Dance By Newland Pittman !6 iam AVE you ever attended one of those diabolic death dances known familiarly as the co-ed dance? If you haven't, then take it from me you have avoided one of the greatest bodily tortures ever devised by man. 2 ,J-,, - The results of one of these affairs are various and sundry, depending on your constitution. If you are a football hero or a boxer, you will probably contract nothing worse than a cold, stiff joints, and a headache. However, if you are one of those anaemic specimens of humanity who was unable to make the football team, then anything from a nervous breakdown to pneumonia may result. The fateful day that was to end with such dire consequences for me progressed the same as any other up until 4:30 o'clock. At 4:30 precisely it happened. The phone rang. Not a long sneering ring or a short harsh one, you understand, but just an ordinary, everyday, little old ring. I rose gracefully from the chair in which I reclined and answered it nonchalantly. Hello! I sang gayly . . . Who? . . . Marie? Well, well, how are you? . . . That's fine . . . What? You want me to go to a co-edldance with you tonight? Why, sure, I'd like to go. Thanks a lot. Good-bye. The deed was done. However, I did not know at the time what I was in for. I was really flattered, knowing that it was considered quite an honor to be invited to one of these affairs. The only thing that worried me was whether or not I would get any breaks. I hoped I would, so that Marie would have a good time. Well, I got my wish and how! When we arrived we found the floor somewhat crowded, but we managed by dint of much pushing to find a place fairly near the orchestra and proceeded to dance. My first break was a girl decidedly on the plumpish side. We couldn't seem to get together somehow. I think our main trouble was that, when I hopped, her feet were planted squarely on the floor, and when I was down she was up. Things were becoming desperate when suddenly relief arrived in the form of Susie Shanks. The music had changed from a hot-cha-cha num- ber to the well known tune, Solitude As the music began nmumuumlnnnunnunnnnnnnnnnunmnnnnnmnunnnnmnnnununuuuuunuuunnuunmmmmmm uummmnlnnnun1mnmmmmnmnnm . . . . Page thirty four