Simpson School - Echo Yearbook (Birmingham, AL)

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T H E E C II O Class History, Continued I his unrest is not to Ik: deplored. ;is it is a migratory tendency « f int Ilectual rovers. One who has this spirit of unrest should allow it to grow, as it inspires a dauntles . spirit that makes him reach out for new fields in which we may lalx»r. If we have failed t avail ourselves of the opportunities here, we can blame ourselves only. Let's have an appreciation of the importance of attending col lege by laying our plans right now to attend. While we are still in the morning years of our lives we should begin to have some aspiration and incentive to make history not only for ourselves but for our city, our state, and our country. We have just Itegun to live. May we aspire to be the guiding stars in a period of doubt and darkness. James L. Mi dole brooks. Historian. '25. President's Address It gives me great pleasure to welcome you this evening and to present some of the outstanding members of the senior class, and at the same time to thank the faculty and student body for their patience. loyalty and devoted friendship throughout our high school days. In speaking for the class of 1925 I should like to name many things for which we are grateful. M e are proud of Simpson with its sacred traditions. Many loyal and successful students have entered our portals. They have carried out into the world beautiful memories ‘if their high school days, and often returned to renew their devotion and loyalty. We trust we have added to that spirit and in some measure contributed to the glory and success of our school. Our class loves Sim| son. Here we have formed lasting friendships. W ithin these walls we have labored, played, and mingle I under a happy and wholesome environment. With regret we depart from our faculty and schoolmates and wish for the school continued success. May the Purple Tornado continue to flourish in scholarship, athletics, and Christian endeavor. May the Purple and Gold forever wave triumphantly over the secondary schools of Alabama in the future as it has in the past. When the great events of this commonwealth are recorded by some impartial historian. Simpson School will rank a the citadel of learning— yes, the Rugby of Alabama. Percy Tyler •.it Twenty-four

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T HE ECHO Class Poem, Continued . n«I mow we stand here facing a new world— The sense of strangeness rises, f )ther wavs invite. New avenues appear to ask mir walking. ikI through the mists we see new forms of enterprise. New tasks. And a new promise. W e do not hesitate— Into the unknown we venture, Fearful a little, and a little wavering. Each to win some purposed goal. That we might the noble prestige. ()i this grand old school uphold. Vc turn to thee, our Alma Mater. May we always cherish thee. As a precious memory till the last. Bless us with the blessing Of a stout heart, a good will, and a zeal for work. Robixa Tinman . Class History Fellow students, having completed our course in Simpson, we recall with fond recollections the various events of our four years. The incidents in the life of a Senior can best he looked at with an historical eye. An outstanding quality of the class of 25 is the fact that the students have co-operated in the attainment of one goal—that of making Simpson a school with a three-fold aim; high educational ideals, clean athletics, and high religious convictions. W e early grasped the idea that the greatest tasks require united strength. This is a trait the class can boast of, whether it he on the athletic field or in the class room. W e have tried to make the bonds of friendship stronger and to promote brotherly love. We earnestly hope that the principle of democracy in Simpson shall never weaken. The principle of diplomacy that has been used so effectively throughout the ages ;u reaching the desired end has never been neglected by our Class. It has been our only hope at times. When we were on the brink of chaos it has guided us to safe foundations by providing us with innumerable alibis and excuses. WV have used it to invert our fiQ’s. making them 90's, to quiet the minds of angry parents. We used diplomacy when we harbored the pet peculiarities of our teachers, hoping that our shortcomings in studies would be overcome by their love and high esteem for our congenial qualities. It in all forms of progress there is constant changing. Our class has l»een progressive, as many of our students have changed their courses more than once. Txvrnly-thre,-

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 THE ECHO Senior Class Prophecy IJark in iIn- dark dusty corner of tit Simpson attic sat the three blind sisters weaving the fate of the Senior Class of 1925. hirst and foremost from the loom was the destiny of Percy Tyler. Wc see him till ranking high in politics and holding the same office his Grandfather, President Tyler, held. On his cabinet was the famous lawyer. Adolph Whittle, educated in the very famous Parker School of law. The next destiny woven was that of Albert Vincent. We sec him still an athlete, playing baseball six days every week, but always setting aside one day in which to give his wonderful lectures, for h has become an orator of great renown—in fact he i.s a second Killy Sunday. C O. W aters was the next victim of the loom. I.o, what do 1 see before me! It is a dancing school with this Reverend gentleman head professor of the aesthetic department, lie was rated as the best in his time. One of his successful pupils is Virginia Webb. She has made a big hit in vaudeville, and is indebted to Waters for his miraculous teachings. The next scene was that of a large laundry with a handsome chap as proprietor. The training he got hurrying from one end of the laundry to the other would still enable him to do the century in ten fiat. There was no name under this destined |H rson. but no doubt you will nil guess, as I have, that he was no other than Chink Lott. The next picture arranging itself on the woven bits of the loom was a circus scene, with its usual side show performances. Advertised on one of them was the tallest man in existence. Sid Stewart. The scene shifted to the top of the house where the gigantic form of Sid was brought into view. 1 immediately recognized the huge fellow. Things now Itegnn to get dark as if the weaving was of black thread. Was it going to be a funeral? Well yes, that was it. OI l Bill Tilden has passed awav. leaving Chilly Green the holder of the National Tennis Championship. Allen Rowe, through little work and much experience, has mad. a wonderful musician. Few of you need to he reminded of his experience as second fiddle with Alvis Cash. Xeedless m say this helped him to obtain heights beyond all expectation:' in the musical world For lo. he is now playing tin. second fiddle for the noted Paul Whiteman. (»n and on spun the Kmuu. weaving the destinies of the remaining Seniors, some of major im] ortancc. few of minor, till at last we see the form of a bag pipe woven so plainly that wc could almost hear the quaint Scottish airs. 1 knew by this that Scotty Neil would be next at the wheel, and just as the last strands of thread whirled from the loom we saw the little Scotch maid in the midst of a highland fling. To my disgust, at this moment. I was arous.nl from my vision by a mighty wrangle of noisy voices which 1 immediately recognized as none other than the same old noise of my classmates. Bert Saeuer. Pagr Ttcrufy lirc