Springville High School - Tiger Yearbook (Springville, AL)

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September the sixth, nineteen hundred twenty-eight, we again en- tered dear old Springville High School. This time as Seniors, with all the glory, honor and dignity that attends Seniorships. All along through the years we have gained a few new members, and for various reasons have lost others until the last year we have fifteen. This year has been the most profitable one in many ways. “Stunt night” our first school event of the year, was of interest to all the school. The Senior III stunt won first prize among the Senior stunts. This year our class has four boys and four girls on the basketball team. We feel that they really make up the force of the team. Our beloved Principal has proved himself our friend and counsellor these last two years. In time of our most severe trials he was ever ready to offer aid and sympathy. All through our High School days Miss Perry has been a cheering comrade, constantly aiding us. She has never been known to refuse to help any of us. To these and the other teachers we are indebted for the efforts they have put forth in helping us to attain the goal which we have sought to attain. And now as we are assembled in the auditorium of our Alma Mater, this evening our feelings are all of joy and happiness. Yet we feel a wave of extreme sorrow at the thought of parting with all the faculty and stu- dents, and most of all our dear class mates. Perhaps never to meet again, as we are here assembled. Our hope is that we have fought a good fight, and we feel that we deserve the reward. Virginia Stansell.

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W Cfhs Rocket “I Glass Cprophecy -4 One day while passing down the street I met a stranger. He spoke and offered his hand to me. At first, I was afraid that he was like a great many other men, trying to have some fun. I noticed that he was dressed in a sailor’s uniform. In just a moment I recognized him as “Red” Dyer, a class mate from Springville High. Indeed I was glad to see him. He asked me where I lived and all • about myself. After we talked awhile, I asked him to call to see me at my house. “Red” said he had some photographs, which he had gathered. Most of them were class mates from Springville. (“Red” as a sailor; had been all over the world.) I am very anxious to see what has become of my class mates. Soon I will be looking at the pictures as “Red” is due in a few minutes. This will be an exciting time for me. Charles speaks: “First here is a photograph of Nellie Mae Shepherd, with a crowd around her. She is a missionary in Japan. I wasn’t at all surprised because you remember this work had always interested her. All the people are very fond of her and she has made good. Next, here is a picture of Elma Lee Sansing. She was coaching bas- ketball at Judson College in Alabama. No basketball is complete without yells so here I found Ruth Akridge leading yells. You know I was glad. While passing through a town where we stopped, there was a circus. A great big man was calling, “Come one! Come all! Come see my rabbits.” Erskine Glenn had a big cage of rabbits, all colors. Here is where he had made his money, as rabbits bring good money. We left the circus; we had nothing to amuse us. We walked down the street looking for something to turn up. Then what did we see? In big letters “MY MAN,” a show. This is where we entered. A group of girls came out. The piano player played beautifully. The girls danced a while and then made their exit. Then we had a piano solo, who could the player be? None other than Miriam Walker. As soon as the show was over, I went to the stage door and waited a long time for her, but I saw there were so many suitors, I left my card and went on my way. At this port we got a good many more new passengers. I didn’t no- tice any, because I didn’t feel as if I knew any of them. The next morn- ing, while walking on deck, I saw a face approaching, I found the girl or