Alexander Graham High School - Snips and Cuts Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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iIDhsernatiun5 of a Jluniur Gtearber EAR Friend Since the law and I did not agree I decided to return Q P4 D la' ing knowledge 1nto the benlghted mind of the Juniors of Char- Avf' lotte High School During the year I have closely observed the I' chief characteristics of the class freaks, who always attract my attention by their unheard-of ways and manners. I am sure that my observations will be of interest to you, so I'm writing to tell you of them. One day the Class came in a little more wildly than usual. I called upon a very serious-looking boy, who I always thought seemed a little above the average, named Willard Keerans, to tell the tense of a verb in French, but alas, when he rose to his feet, he rocked from side to side so absent-mindedly that I feared he would fall upon the young lady, Hannah Wearn, sitting next to him, and quickly passed the question to Elizabeth Mather, but she was so busily engaged in viewing her powder-covered reflection in the mirror' that she did not even hear me. I saw it was no use to ask that red-haired fellow, Tubby Morehead, for he and Bobby Walker were having a fierce encounter with those dangerous missiles called spitballsg so I immediately rid myself of them by sending them to the Doctor. I then turned to a bright-looking little girl, known as Alice Gib- bon, but she was making faces at Doug Schiltz. I glanced hopelessly over the Class, to see who of these poor ignoramuses was aware of the fact that a lesson was going on. Billy Harvell was lost to the world in a conversation with Lemma Shepherd. Spencer Bell had the air of a busi- ness man half-crazed with worry, and Ilheard him muttering to himself: Ads, ads, more ads for the Annual. Mae Hardin was smiling so sweetly that I knew she was dreaming of that glorious time when, in a faint f?J, she fell into the manly arms of Jack Brown. Ethel Holmes Graham, in her imagination, was performing on the piano Cher deskb, preparing for her next solo in Chapel. In despair, I called upon John Yonan, who seemed to have some spark of brilliancyg but he was gesticulating fiercely, while practicing his declamation, On the Grave of Napoleon. Then, to my un- utterable relief, the hand of Ethel Vaughn appeared, and my question was answered. Out of that illustrious class of thirty, she alone realized that a French class was being held. Will see you soon, as summer is almost here. Your pal this year to that well-paid and time-honored profession of instill- ' 1 UHLMAN ALEXANDER

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