West Nottingham Academy - Pege Yearbook (Colora, MD)

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JOSEPH GIFFORD SCARBOROUGH Elkton, Md. NGWII Be neither saint nor sophist-led, but be a man!-Arnold During the last two years Giff has shown himself to be a good athlete. He has played on all of the teams during that time. As a student Giff is far from a back numberg he goes home when the first, and not the last, horn is blown. Only the good students have a chance to go home with honors, as Gifl' has done. We all feel sure that he will measure up to the world's standard and become a truly big man. Remember Giff, there is always a place for the one who measures up, and delivers the goods. Football, '29, '30, Basketball, '30, '31 lffaptain. '3lJ1 llasehall. '30, '31 flfaptain, 'JOM Senate, '30, '31 CPresi- dent, 'Ally Secretary of Literary Society, '30g President of Junior Class, '30: Secretary of Athletic Association, si 1 A SENIOR'S SONNET O how I'd love to gaze into some sphere Of crystal: or to talk for just a bit, Unto the ancient Fates of Greece, or sit And listen as old Sibyl reads, and hear The story of the future from this seer! '31, Editorial Stuff of Pege, '31, Lincoln Essay Prize, '30, Lafayette? How pleasant it would be to read some writ And thus the unborn days ahead outwit! I d see my classmates, one and all, quite clear. And then within my heart there would arise A surge of pride, for Time's old balance-beam Would hold the lives, and strict accountings give Of each and every one with no disguise. I'd see their worth, and through it there would gleam The Soul of Nottingham which e'er will live. -D. M. CARHART .gf 23 19..-

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JOHN ALLISON NESBITT, JR. Catonsville, Md. NNeS!l I never knew so young a body with so old a head. -Shakespeare. John is one of the few old. stand-bys. Four years ago he came to Nottingham and matriculated in the Freshman class. A steady plodder is John, and a quiet .unas- suming chap. His name is never missing from the honor roll, yet he isn't a gr1nder. He always has time for extra-curricular activities and is popular among his class- mates. Nes is going to be very much missed around W. N. A. in the future., We feel that he is going to carry on in Princeton as he has so nobly done here. No matter where he is going to be in life, he will exert an uplifting influence. We wish him continued success. Student Senate, '30, '31 fTreasurer, '30l, Editor-in- Fhief of The Literaig' Advance, '30, '31, Editor-iw Chief of Pegs, '31, asketball Manager, '30, Basket- ball Squad, '31, Captain Junior Varsity Football, '30, President of the Irving Literary Societ , President uf the Sophomore Class, '29, The Scholarship Prize, '28, '29, '30, Walton Burnside Peters Prize, '28, Ora- lorical Prize, '30, Mathematics Cup, '28, '30. Princeton SARA ELLEN MCCUSH Colora, Md. Clsalll She who to heaven more heaven doth annex Whose lowest thought. was above all our sex. -Cartwright Sarah, the only co-ed of the class, is a good student. She has successfully passed four years of Latin and that in itself indi- cates the ability to acquire knowledge. Everyone likes a good sport and a ready smile, thus everyone likes Sarah, for she qualifies in both. Six years she has labored here and done very creditable work. We feel certain that her labors have not been in vain, but that she will go forward better equipped to meet life's problems. Dramatic Club, '30, '3l. Maryland State Normal School at Towson -..gf 22

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CLASS HISTORY Down across the field they come. Could it be? Yesg it was Not- tingham's fighting song. As I first set foot upon her campus in my Freshman year I heard this line. Yes, it was to this tune that we marched to victory on the athletic field and to knowledge in the class rooms. All was not fun this first year. At Christmas time our largest building was burned to the ground. A cloud seemed to surround the whole school, but the promise of a new one quickly desolved that depression! We had forgotten our fighting song, but as the skies cleared it once again rang in our hearts. When we returned from the summer vacation every one seemed glad to get back. Nobody seemed to know why, unless they had learned to love their school. It was partly that and partly something else-the Nottingham Spirit, her fighting spirit. That spirit began to show in our very manners, habits, and struggles for victory on the football field. The whole year ran smoothly and came to the close like a song. KThat song which we had learned in our Freshman year.J At last the year had arrived for the promise to be fulfilled. Our Junior year. Our teams on the whole were better than they had ever been and our work in the classroom seemed to be growing steadily better. When the year was only half over, the new building, Magraw, was ready to be occupied. It was something to be proud of, a building that any school might well boast. The rest of the year was clear sailing, for we had studied hard in order to show, in part, our appreciation of this wonderful gift. fThe song seemed to grow and swell as though it would burst from our lips.J Can this be it? It is. What? Our Senior year! The next question is, What have we accomplished? A lot, we will say. We have learned to fight, to hope, and to study, but most of all the necessity of retaining that which we have learned. The next question will be: have we been faithful and true? And we will answer, Yes. Nottingham has been to us as a mother, giving all and asking very little in return. She has placed us upon the first rung of that great ladder-LIFE, and is ready to help us to the second. To the tune of Nottingham's great fighting song, in our hearts, we shall march steadily onward to a victorious life, standing for the principles of purity, manliness, fair-play, and Christian ideals. 24