Pikeville College - Highlander Yearbook (Pikeville, KY)

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T H E R E C O R D Page Thirteen CLASS HISTORY 0F '25 ln September, IQ2I, forty-live young boys and girls entered Pikeville College as Freshmen. They knew not, and they knew that they knew not, but were willing to learn all that the illustrious faculty should put before them. 'We were a distinctive class that year, as most Freshmen are, but one reason for the attraction to the class was Aunt Eppief' the best-natured fat person with whom we have ever come in contact. The class we liked to attend was llotany, where we fathomed the mystery of plants and the usquarsh. seed, under Mr. Magee. The first of our class to leave us was Sydia Coleman, who changed her name to Runyon. A goodly number of Freshies became tSophs and started the second year of our High-School course. XY'e had learned through the experience of our first year that it pays to study. A number of girls started to learn the art of sewing under the direc- tion of Miss Jean Nash. By the end of our Sophomore year we could sew very nicely. lt was in the Year the Model Cottage was opened, and the girls of our class had the honor of cleaning part of the cottage and washing all of the dishies. We also welcomed two new arrivals to our class this year, one, Miss Blanche Foglesong. who came to us from the frozen North, or the 'State of Wfashingtong the other, Mr. Denzil Lester, from Columbus, Ohio, who in all respects seemed a model boy. ln this year our class lost four more in the cause of matrimony-Miss Zella Martin, Miss Co-ra Mims, Miss Truda NVilliams, and M r. Alfred Sowards. Everyone felt that you get out of a thing just what you put in it, when we began our third year as juniors. We braved Geom- etry. Cicero and American Literature, and most of us came up smiling. Each one knew that he must accomplish something this year, and the faculty soon became accustomed to the sight of us studying. ln the course of the year we presented to the town tive numbers of entertainments, one of which was C'inderilla: or, The Glass Slipper, a sparkling operetta, given by the class. lt was a success, and the memory of it will stay with us all for the years to come. Another feature of the year was the ban- quet we gave to the Seniors. lt was given in the church, which was prettily decorated, and a faultless menu was served. ln our -lunior year and the summer that followed we lost through matrimony three of our classmates. Margaret 'Cornett became Mrs. ,lack Hatcher, and Zenobia VVood married her classmate, Elster Smith. ln the fourth year we welcomed to our class E-verett Sloan, from Stanton. Durie Hlanton, Bess. Trivette and lva Roberts are also newcomers to our class this year. As the fourth and last year of our leligh-School course opened by our say- ing among ourselves, 'Tl can't imagine l am a Senior, Doesn't it feel funny? I can't believe it's true, but it was true, and now that our Senior year is coming to a close, we realize that the happy days and years that are passed can not be recalled. tW'le really believe we are Seniors now, although we may not look as dignified as some of the classes. that have preceded us. The Seniors, in leaving, wish to the under- classes the happiness and fun that we have had in our High-School course, and may we all he loyal Alumni of Dear Old Pikeville College!

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PageTwelve THE RECORD SENIOR CLASS WILL lN THE COUNTY OF P,lKE. STA'TE OF KENTUCKY. S. s. U. S. A. ' We the Senior Class- of Pikeville Col- lege, County of Pike, State of Kentucky, being of sound mind and thoughtful dispo- sition, do hereby make and publish our last will and testament in order to distribute our interest in the school among the under-class- men and the faculty. lfVe hereby give and bequeath our dignity, our originality. and our difference in opin- ions to the needy Juniorsg also, we bequeath Ruth Stone and Elvia johnson to the Class of '26. Kelsa Gearheart wills her ability in Eng- lish to some struggling Freshie. Madeline Childers wills her calm, serious disposition to Edith Estep. to make her less talkative. Dolly Kelly wills her prowess in basket ball to Katie Mae Elliot, to aid her in keep- ing her feet on the floor. lack Miller wills to .lim Dick Huffman his love of argument and mischief. Ruth Harman wills to Jessie Ison all of her superfluous flesh to balance her under- weight. lfilanche Foglesong wills the joys and pleasures of Tmi Rijcokn editorship to the future editor, and all the able assistance that she has had this year. Arnold Wfright wills to Dr. Record a gavel, to'be used in bringing the house to order for chapel. Arthur Reynolds wills to Professor Rid- dle a Kiddy Kar, to be used in rounding up students who have cut seventh period study hall and a red pencil to mark demerits for aforesaid offense. Klarion .-Xuxier wills her intelligence to any one who will accept it. Lassie Hackney wills her ability to talk to teachers to Queenie Trivette, who sadly needs it. Melster Venters wills to Mr. McClelland a list or formulas with household names in order not to confuse his wife with said scientific names. Laura Trivette wills to Miss Kern a pair of scissors guaranteed not to stray from sewing box. Denzil Lester wills one jar of Stacomb to Alice Bruce to keep her hair out of her eyes during recitation. Serilda Huffman wills to next year's busi- ness manager a more prosperous year and an easier time in obtaining ads for said Riicoizo. Iva Roberts wills to Helena a new vanity refill for vacation. Everett Sloan wills his unknown love af- fair to any young and inexperienced Freshie. The Senior Spanish Class wills to their adorable, teacher one volume of Spanish love stories, to be read to next year's class. Bess Trivette wills to Miss Craig one volume American VVar Stories, to be read in chapel. Catherine Huffman wills to Chemistry Class of '26 one note-book with pencil. Durie Blanton wills to Bill Runyon her oratorical power, with hope that he will make debating team. Cecil Rainey wills to Mr. Greenlee one book entitled Love Letters. The Class oi '25 hereby swears that this is the last will and testament of the Senior Class of Pikeville College, Pikeville, Ky. CSignedb BLANCHE FOGLESONG. fSealj LASSIE HACKNEY, Notary Republic.

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Page Fourteen T H E R E C O R D PICTURES OF DESTINY Un the great mountain of life there was a mag- nificent storml. Lightning flashed, trees crashed, and a great deluge poured down the ravines and finally flowed into a foaming torrent at the foot of the mountain. But the wind dashed now only the trees, making them groan and shudder, and the water now' only staked the moss and roared against the rock: but both great phases of nature imprisoned an aerial figure in their powerful arms and bore it along amid the outbursts of the storml's passion and finally in a glare of ficrce, white light- ning set it down. at the entrance of a huge cave. Yes, it was the night of May 332, 12125, and the phantom-like figure which rode the wind and glorittl in the wildness and freedom of the storm was none other than the spirit of the class of And the cares-that was the long winding care of life with its crooks and turns. lnto it, with a leap, the spirit bounded, eager to see and learn, for it knew that on this night it would be shown the destiny of its members. And so it wandered on, running and stumbling, laughing and exulting, it loved beautiful pictures that met its gaze or shuddcring as the way grew' dark and fearsome, Finally a bright light gleamed far ahead in the dusky shadows and with eager steps it ran toward it. And what did it see? Mother Time, an old. old, wrinkled woman scarred by the marks of years was brewing a steaming broth of Destiny in the Caldron. of experience. She was chanting a weird S0'l'lg, as witches usually do. But Mother Time was only the background of the. spirit's in- terest. From the mysterious broth vapor was winding up ini long coils and spreading out, forme ing a misty, bluish panels on which were living pictures of what is to be in they lines of individ- uals. Tho spirit of the class of '25 crouched in a shadow nearby and watched as picture after pic- ture unfolded. It was eager, expectant and even trembling, for it is rather gruesome when you see mirrored' your own destiny. Suddenly, as the spirit looked, a bright light shone. on. a gaudy crowd of people and a stage of one of New York's massive theaters. And then wonders! A tall, airy figure, half walking, half floating, glided out o-nl the stage as the! leader of a line -of chorusl girls. The spirit stared, for it was none other than Kelsa-the frivolous little girl who once floated about P. C. A. The picture faded just as Kelsa bowed grace-fullly to the ap- plauding audience. And there came into the mist a blue haze, out off which there grew into shape a rugged canyon, and stretching away from it, the great desert burned and sparkled in the midday sun. As from the clouds on the hcrizon, there flashed a broncho andl rider. They approached with the swiftness and grace that marked the rider's skill on the ranch.. One could not mistake the fact that the rider was a girl. Suddenly she turned and showed her tan face clearly, and the spirit groaned ini dismay-it was Ruth Harmon, our Fritz.'i The glow of the desert faded into walled room filled with desks, and from children sneaked or grinned. Behind the teachers desk there was a tall, dignified, stern-faced woman of perhaps fifty years. VVondering, the spirit looked closely-it was Madeline, an old maid school teacher. The spirit thoughtf W'hat nextf' Slowly the school roomy faded. There flashed a. huge' auditorium filled with sophisticated men and' women of the political world, They were being swayed and held by the speaker on the platform. who plead eloquently. The scene closed with the audience wildly applanding, and the modest speaker slipped hurriedly out to the curb and entertd a beautiful limousine. The spirit felt envious about this occurrence and pressed more closely to see the occupant of the car. He saw and was startled -for it was Marion. Marion, a political speaker -and her chauffeur was Arnold. Next came a peculiar scene, animals trotted 9. gray- them about, and more conspicuous than the rest was at cage of young Possums. Presently a woman came around and gave them loving pats. Then the spirit knew, fer these words flashed bel rw' the picture- Keeper of the Zoot and her Pets --it was Laura. As the spirit looked Laura, faded and the pos- sums seemed to grow taller and merge into an indistinct figure. Slowly there grew into concrete- ness a, dignified woma.n with large' shell-rimmed spectacles, and the spirit knew this type of human- ity to be a college matron, and under the gray' hairs and specs he recognized the features of Dolly. A train burst across the scene and a hqure in tattered overalls and a slouch hat clung to it. The train stopped, the hobo drew the red handkerchief from his neck and snatched his hat off. Could he have done it, the spirit would have screamed-for' it was Durie. Then came: a barbarioush scene. It was at com- bination Beauty Parlor and Barber Shop. The spirit looked close-ly and knew the woman, who was cutting a frowning woman's hair, was our peaceful Bess, and the girl who polished an old man's nails and at the same time giggled hilariously' was Melster. Oh! the spirit moaned. dot none of my members have artistic ttmperaments? ' Then, as in answer to his thoughts, there flashed acioss the panel a beautiful music studio. Among the crowd which sat entranced, the spirit recog- nized some of the greatest musicians in the world. At the piano was a fair woman, who caused a world of m-usic to burst from the keys. The music ended-a tall. broad.-shoullderccl man arose--with one accord the artists cried- a, song, a song. VVith a smile and a bow and showing no embar- rassment. one of the world's greatest singers poured'