Savannah High School - Blue Jacket Yearbook (Savannah, GA)

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425110 E243 I E JANUARY CLASS PROPHECT 1937 I believelin fortune tellersf so, naturally when Professor Archibald came to Sa- vannah, I went to see him. What he said will, I think interest you as he gave me a glimpse of the life of every January 1937 graduate as it will be in ten years from now. Now, the Professor is not an ordinary fortune-teller. No, he's quite different from any I had ever seen before or heard of. You see he does not use cards, nor a crystal, nor does he read your palm. Oh, but I might as well tell you all just as it happened. I was told that the Professor had come to Savannah and was given his address. I went to the house alone, rang the door-bell and was admitted by a pale little woman of about forty years old. The room I entered was furnished with chairs only. I was told to have a seat and then left alone. How long I sat here I do not know. At last the door to my left opened and the Professor stood in the doorway. He was a little man of about five feet. He wore along purple velvet robe and topped by a round little bald head. His pale blue eyes were placed in an absuredly babyish looking face. He spoke-another surprise-with a very deep, yet soft, masculine voice. d When he saw me he said, I am Professor Percival Archibald. Come in, my ear. His friendly smile gave me courage and I rose and walked past him into the adjoining room. If there were any windows, I couldn't see them for the walls of the room were completely draped in heavy bright red velvet. When the Professor closed the door, it was also covered with the same material. The ceiling was a dead White. The room was rectangular and at one end there was a half circle of ex- tremely tall white candlesticks, each holding a bright red burning candle. These furnished all the light there was in the room. In this half circle of light were two huge cushions and between these two was a White velvet box about a foot long, eight inches, Wide, and six inches deep. , The Professor told me to sit on one of the cushions. I did and then he sat on the other cushion. He asked me no questions and I said not a word. Finally he said So you're a member of the January graduating class. Well, well I'm going to tell you some things that you might like to know. Oh I murmered, and then oh. He smiled and then reached down, opened the box and lifted out a pair of red crystal glasses. He handed these to me and motioned for me to put them on. I did as he said and at once I felt very dizzy. I looked at him. He was still smiling, then I closed my eyes for a second. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer sitting on the cushion beside the Professor but on the steps of the old Savannah High School on Bull Street. I looked across the street at the clock on the steeple of the Independent Presbyterian Crurch. It was four o'clock. What day is this ? I asked myself. It is January 28, 1947 , I heard a voice say. It was the Professor's voice. Oh, I said. Just then a very smart looking roadster drew up at the curb and a young couple stepped out. They were Annie Guill and Donald Wilder. They walked up and sat down beside me. Page Twenty-One

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H0 119 geese JANUARY CLASS HISTORY In 1934, three years ago when we were freshmen, we were green and scared to death. When we would see a senior walking down the hall, we would make ourselves as small as possible and wish that We were seniors instead of freshmen. Now the time has arrived when we are seniors. During our time at High School many things have happened. Some of them Were: the loud speakers were installed, the commercial department moved to the Guards' Armory, new teachers were added to the facultyg the R. O. T. C- unit was formed with Major H. R. Hanson as the instructor, Charlie Opper and John Hen- nimier, both former High. School students and members of the footfall team, were added to the coaching staff of the football team, and Coach John Varnedoe completed his tenth year as coach for Savannah High School. Many of the members of the class we ary clubs. Bert Herrin, the captain of there active in athletics, dramatics, and liter- Cadet Major, was a member of the class. 1936 football team and also the third ll- Who's Who of january Class Prettiest girl-Gladys Bush. Handsomest boy-Bert Herrin. Cutest girl-Sarah Kennedy. Cutest boy-Bert Herrin. Most popular girl-Gladys Bush. Most popular boy-Bert Herrin. Best all-around girl-Sarah Kennedy. Best all-around boy-Ed. Maner. Best natured girl-Virgina Buman and Mildred Richardson. Best natured boy-Ed. Maner, Wittiest gi'rl-Anne Guill. Wittiest boy- Donald Wilder. Most studious girl-Jeanette Heyman. Most studious boy-Leslie Seawnrd. Tall story champ Cgirlj-Anne Guill. Tall' story champ fboyj-Donald Wilder. i IAN UART CLASS FLOWER-American Beauty Rose. COLOR-Green and Gold. MOTTO- Success is a reward, not a gift. Page Twenty 5

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5 . Aeiflff-i 9945315 IAN UARY CLASS PROPHEC'Y 'Continued As they had charge of W. T. O. C., I inquired about the studio. Donald said he was having a rather hard time getting up new programs. They both seemed out of their usual high spirits. Do you remember when this old building was the High School I said. Uh huh they said not seeming to care very much. And you all were voted the wittiest boy and girl in our graduating class, I continued reminiscently. Hmf, they said. Oh, why don't you two work out a good comedy skit together ! L exclaimed. g'Amen, Cried Donald. Annie, that's the answer! Let's go I Then away they wen . I looked at the clock and it said four o'clock but I didn't seen to notice that it hadn't changed. Then I looked up the street and saw a young man walking rapidly toward me. His hands were in his pockets and he seemed to be utterly unconscious of what was going on around him. Just behind him, evidently trying to keep up with him, came a young woman carrying two tennis rackets and some balls. As they came' nearer I saw that the man was muttering to himself. Donell Tyre and Margaret Dutton said the Professor's voice. Of course I answered. Then Donell passed and I heard him saying over and over, Evelyn Nanthan is not going to beat me ! He went on by without speaking. Margaret, however, saw me and said, Good morning l Then she hurried on.' It looked at the clock and it was four o'clock. . Here comes Leslie Seaward, poor thing, said the Professor's voice. Why do you say poor thing ? I asked. He teaches Latin at the High School, he answered. Oh, I see, I said feelingly. Leslie passed without seeing me, He had a Worried expression on his face. Andrew Fountain teaches History there, Jewel Harley teaches Economics, Elizabeth Stevens teaches Home Economics and Tom Jessup teaches Chemistry con- tinued the Professor. My , I breathed Oh My ! Sara Kennedy is secretary to the principal-H How times have changed I murmured. I looked up and saw Mary Lorentzson was coming towards me. When she saw me, she waved and I beckoned her to come Sit with me- Mary is HOW MTS- Smith S0 when she sat down I asked her about the twins. Oh they're just fine, she said. Oh have you seen the new building down the street? It's called the Music Box and several of our former classmates work there. Why, Lois Reed teaches piano lessons and you know she's engaged! Douglas Mc- Dougal teaches dancing, you know he's going with Jeanette Heyman nowg Josephine Grice teaches voice. Myrtice Draughon teaches elocution, poor child, she does have a time with that no good husband of hers. There's a new beauty parlor next door that Dorothy Debele runs. Would you believe it? Dorothy has dyed herqhair a flaming red, such pretty blond hair, too. iff' Well, I must be going. It's four o'clock. I'm glad toshave you. Good-bye. ' I decided that I would go up town to do a few things. I.-went' in the bank and found that the clerk was Bert Herrin. The president o - 'same bank was Lovick Shearhouse. W ' I I ' ' Page Twenty-Two