Salem Academy - Quill Pen Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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EL S5 WILL AND TESTAMENT County-Forsyth City-VVinston-Salem State-North Carolina SECTION I. VVe, the-very proud class of 1941, being of sound mind and preparing to venture forth into the world ot college, do hereby submit our last will and testament. SECTION II. VVe, the class of 1941, bequeath: To Dr. and Mrs. Rondthaler, whose kindness and thoughtfulness have helped each one of us during our years at the Academy, our love, respect, and admiration. To Miss Hallie Eggleston, cur Sponsor, our sincere thanks for her able and much' needed advice throughout our Senior year, SECTION III. I, Julia Constantine, leave to the next Senior President the responsibility of performing all Senior ceremonies with the same dignity that 1 have tried to summon. I, Mary Tennille, bestow my ability to draw upon the promising young artist, Sandford Birdsey. I, Margaret Parsons, leave my letter-writing ability to Johnnie Bennett in the hope that she will receive as many letters as I. I, Anne Garett, leave my habit of spending every afternoon at the drug store to Mary Nims, who will hereafter have to watch her weight. I, Louise Landstreet, bequeath both my outstanding talent of writing and my ever increasing love for Basil Rathbone to Julie Harris. I, Evelyn Cooke, leave my happy-go-lucky spirit to Phyllis Ogsbury with the hope that she will always cherish it. I, Virginia Foster, bestow my ability to pronounce French upon Miss VVaters' next third year French Class. I, Elizabeth Fray, bequeath my undivided loyalty to the army to Martha Mitchell to carry on as she sees Fit. I, Helen Barnhardt, leave my height to that wee little girl, jean Brewer, and my dependability and ever-readiness to help to Betsy Hodges. I, Betty Goslen, leave my ability to play hockey to Gladys Ogsbury so that her team may always win. I, Jackie Burns, bequeath my friendliness and versatility to Frances Brabson, who may use it to the best advantage. I, joy Gilbert, bestow upon Yvonne Stewart my voice, which, combined with her own, may make Salem's greatest songster. l, Jean Harris, bequeath my unusual ability of making open study hall to jean Love to in- crease the pleasure of her Senior year. 1, Margaret VVade, leave my leadership and athletic ability to Lucy Blount, so that she may help the Purple team on to victory: also my power at Oak Ridge to Meredith Bridges and Joanne Chatin. l, Ellen Calvert, bestow my responsibility as Student Representative upon the Student Repre- sentative on 2 E. B. next yearg I leave Stuff to Grace Pendleton. l, Ann Cheney, leave my executive ability to the next Student Government president, trusting that she will have as successful a year as I. SECTION IV. To the juniors, Sophomores, and Freshmen, we, the class of 1941, leave this advice: Study hard and make the grade, You'll reach the top-don't be afraid. SECTION V. To Salem Academy: VVe, the class of 1941, bequeath to our Alma Mater our eternal love, loyalty, and best wishes for her growth in the years to come. I, as testator, hereunto set my seal, this thirtieth day of May, nineteen hundred and forty-one. BETTY Gosueu, Teslalor. IVIfll1'55t'J.' , Miss MARY VVHAVHR, Priufipal. Miss HAl.I.IE Eoc1.es'1oN, Srmor Class Spansor. IZSI

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EL!-155 HISTUHY It is said that history often repeats itself. It is also said that history is always changing. Both of these facts are true about the class of '41 of Salem Academy. One sunny day several years ago, September 15, 1937, to be exact, a new Freshman Class was organized at Salem Academy. This was the beginning of the class of '41, Though a small group of only four girls, they immediately settled down for serious business. Of course, officers were soon elected, and under the leadership of Margaret Woodhouse, President, Ann Cheney, Secretary and Treasurer, and Miss Ruth Yates as Sponsor, this little class made rapid and steady progress. Besides conducting weekly sales, they sponsored a number of successful dances. History first repeated itself on September 12, 1938-the Freshman Class had moved up a rung on the Salem ladder, we were now the Sophomore Class. After wel- coming our new classmen, we elected the following officers: Ann Cheney, President, Betty Goslen, Vice-President, Gertrude Tomlinson, Secretary and Treasurer. Miss Ruth Yates continued to hold the sponsorship of our class-now slightly larger. During the year we gave contributions to the library. We also honored the Seniors at a tea dance the afternoon of the junior-Senior. What glorious changes history brings! The class of '41 continued on, but now we were upperclassmen-Juniors. No sooner had we elected Betty Goslen, President, Margaret Wade, Vice-President, Ann Cheney, Secretary, and Mary Tennille, Treasurer, than our Sponsor, Miss Mary Virginia Colson, began to fill our heads with wonderful ideas for making money for the Junior-Senior. We trudged up and down the stairs selling breakfasts, we yelled ice cream and popcorn until our throats were hoarse, we sponsored a Cherry Blossom dance, we even had a play contest. All too soon the big night came and went, the Junior-Senior was a great success. We could then relax for the remainder of the year. It was September, 1940. History was repeating itself for the last time. The class of '41 had reached the last rung of Salem's ladder-we were Seniors and were very dignified in our new position. We made a splendid beginning with the following officers: Julia Constantine, President, Betty Goslen, Vice-President, Louise Landstreet, secretary, Evelyn Cooke, Treasurer. With the able guidance of our Sponsor, Miss Hallie Eggleston, we immediately made plans for our Senior Bazaar, which was quite successful. The next big event of our year came the morning we left for our Christmas vacation. During chapel a small package was delivered to Julia-it was our Senior rings. There is a happy occasion in the lives of all Academy Seniors-the Senior dinner, which we eagerly anticipated. How we whooped with joy when we received invitations to Dr. and Mrs. Rondthaler's progressive dinner party. We could scarcely wait for March 22 to come because we knew it meant fun, laughter, and a good time for all. The next big event came on May 10 when the juniors entertained us at a lovely dance in the gymnasium. With sad and happy hearts we began the final festivities on May 24-the entertain- ment of the faculty at breakfast on the loggia. From then on our minds were full of work and play, for we had only one more week at Salem and there was much to do. The class of '41, though it was always changing, repeated itself for four short years. Now the time has come for us to bid adieu to our beloved Alma Mater. Each of us will enter a new chapter in our histories, each of us somewhere will become a member of some class of '45, Though we look ahead to many different things, we shall all look back to the same things-our schoolmates, the class of '41, Salem. ANN CHENEY, Historian. E241

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T .1 1 ' EL SS PHIJPHEIIY It was the eve of May the 3oth at Salem Academy and the next day I would be graduated, I was so excited that I could not sleep, so I sat up and looked out of the window. Imagine my surprise to see a tiny imp singing on the branch of a tree outside. By his song I gathered he was either Ariel or Puck, but which one I could not decide. He stopped singing finally and beckoned to me. A strong feeling came over meg I stepped out of the window without the slightest fear and found myself walk- ing on air beside the spirit. Where are we going? I asked. To Hollywood, he replied, and before I had time to exclaim, we stood in the bright sun of Holly- wood Boulevard. Here comes a classmate of yours, said the imp, and I looked up to see a woman in uniform strid- ing toward me. It was Lib Fray. She stopped when I said hello to her. Oh, hello, she replied in a vague I-haven't-the-slightest-idea-who-you-are voice. VVhat do you think of my army? She pointed to a crowd of women in uniform. I was just about to remark about it, when one of the privates began to sneak toward the drug store across the street. Anne Garrett, Fray ordered, get into line. When Anne obeyed, Fray murmured something about always sneaking off to the drug store , and the troops moved on. Just as I was going to ask the imp why Lib Fray was in Hollywood when I had just left her at Sa- lem, I saw a sign in a store window- Styles of '5r -and realized that I had come ten years into the uture. Next we entered the lot of a movie studio where I heard the click of castanets and a voice saying, Oh really. There in the light with the cameras grinding was julia Constantine, the famous Spanish dancer and second Katherine Hepburn. She was staging a Fight scene with jean Harris, the Southern belle of the movies. There we learned that that afternoon there would be an airplane race and that the main feature was to be between Mary Tennille and Evelyn Cooke. Mary was to fly her third husband's airplane Qshe married three officers from the American Air Corpsl g and Evelyn was to Hy the autogyro she bought, so that she could go from Athens to Chattanooga more quickly. We went outside again where we barely escaped a racing car in which I saw someone vaguely familiar. The imp told me that it was I and that I was racing to Villain's Square to put flowers around Basil Rathbone's statue. We strolled down the Boulevard until we came to a beautiful shop window. Upon looking in I discovered Sarah Hutchens standing motionless like a store window dummy. The saleswoman told me that the great chemist, Margaret Parsons, had invented a potion which would make a model stand still for three hours at a time. Marky, at that point, dashed out from behind a smoky-looking door and greeted us exuberantly by squirting all over us a perfume which she had concocted, and by telling us that Jackie Burns, the actress, was going to buy all she could manufacture. She rushed out with a wild laugh. Eccentric, but we love her, said the saleswoman. When we came into the post ofi-ice we saw Ar Cheney followed by five ducks pulling wagons of lettersg it seems that Cheney was still getting as much mail as ever. She talked to us for a time and told us that Peanut Chamblee was coming to see her that afternoon. Peanut, she said, was going to schools and colleges all over the country lecturing on How to go to all the Proms and not be a Prom- trotter. Moving on, we saw a strange sight. Someone was standing on a Florida Oranges crate harangu- ing the crowd who were tossing California oranges at her. VVhen we drew closer to the orator, we saw that it was Margaret Wade, who was trying to entice tourists to come to Florida. Then the imp took my hand and led me into a house where we were welcomed by three children who shrieked Mama and rushed toward the back of the structure. After a short interval who but Helen Barn- hardt should appear in the doorway. We spent an entertaining hour with Helen while she told us what she had been doing since I saw her last at Salem. She had come to Hollywood to get rid of her many suitors and to write a cook book, but there she met a famous actor and eloped with him. When we left Helen we discovered that it was time to go to the air races. just after we were settled, we heard a great clapping and shouting and saw our old classmate, Joy Gilbert, who was the greatest dancer in the world and had appeared before all the thrones in Europe. Joy came to speak to us and told us that while she was abroad she met Ellen Calvert, who had recently served a term in prison for selling dice, Just before the air contestants took off, Virginia Foster drove up in a car that looked like a hearse. No less than six children of different ages tumbled out waving Smith College banners. In her chat with us Virginia told us that she had brought her children to Hollywood for the summer. She talked for some time about their chances of getting into Smith. After the race, which was a tie, by the way, because Evelyn made Mary fly backwards to eliminate the advantage, we walked away from the airport. Before we had gone far, we heard a loud, panting noise behind us and I turned to see Betty Goslen bearing down on us, When she reached us she told us between breaths that she was training for a track race in the next Olympics. When she ran on, the imp told me that Betty had just made a cross-continent run and was famous the world over for broad Jumping. Then the imp caught my hand, and we rose above Hollywood and sailed away through the sky. When I next realized what I was doing, I was in bed flapping my arms and saying, I'm Hying, I'm flying! The sun was shining through my window and the day of graduation had come. Louise Lrwosrnser, Class Prophet. l26l