Beaufort High School - Mainsail Yearbook (Beaufort, NC)

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The Prophecy of the Class of ’25 One evening in the spring of 1935, I was sitting by the radio in the liv- ing-room of the flat in which I live. I am a doctor and have just come in from a hard day’s work. I have become very much interested in radio and would have ten years ago been called a “radio fan.” But in this enlightened age no one would dream of being so mid-victorian as to comment on my fondness for radio. I tuned in. “Station WXD” announced a stentorious voice which was strangely familiar, and one that I should recognize. I listened, I knew many people in the city, but this voice seemed to awaken something— seemed to touch something long forgotten. I recognized the station as one on the other side of the city. I made a note. I would look up the owner of that voice to-morrow. But suddenly, something broke in on my thoughts, for what was this I was hearing? The same voice was announcing. “The next thing this even- ing will be a lecture by Miss Eleanor Ramsey, the famous explorer, the first ► person who has ever reached Mars. I take great pleasure in presenting Miss Ramsey.” I could hardly believe my ears. It was Eleanor Ramsey who had graduated in my class at High School. I knew Eleanor was up to everything at all times but I hardly thought she would ever get up to Mars. “Ladies and Gentlemen,” she started, “It is a very great pleasure for you to have me with you to-night.” The same old Eleanor I thought as I lis- tened, getting everything backward in her lecture even though she was an important explorer and was broadcasting over radio. She continued calmly telling of her strange experiences on that hitherto unknown planet and of the strange people she had seen. I listened eagerly until the lecture was over and decided that I had time to look her up next week when we would talk over old times. I absent-mindedly tuned in on another station. “WADK, broadcasting. We will have this evening one of a series of lectures on ‘Radioism’ by Mr. Adrian Rice.” Adrian giving lectures on radio! Well I knew when we were at school that Adrian was fond of radio but here I was actually listening to him explaining the “fundamental prin- ciples” of his recent invention. Again I paused for reminiscences—again I turned the dial—and again another voice spoke. “Station PDQ broadcasting. Skarren’s orchestra will play dance music for the debutante ball of Miss Vanderbilt. This is the first orchestra of the day to be led by a woman. Miss Kathleen Skarren, violinist, also manages the orchestra.” I listened. The strains of one of the popular melodies floated through the air to me. The music was indeed wonderful. Little did we think this time ten years ago that we were shel- (TWENTY-ONE)

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JUNIOR CLASS JUNIOR ROLL VICTORIA BONEY PAULINE CHADWICK MARGARET DILL CARL HATSELL FRANCIS HATSELL GUY HUDGINS CHRISTOPHER JONES CLIFFORD LEWIS MARTHA LONGEST LOTTIE MASON WADE NEAL MAUD PARKIN VIVIAN PARSONS GLENNIE PAUL WILLIAM POTTER MARY QUIDLEY MATHIAS SKARREN SWANNIE WADE GRAHAM WHITEHURST (TWENTY)

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tering another Kreisler in our schoolroom. The music stopped. Again came the voice of the announcer, “Although all of the listeners-in cannot see this, I wish to announce that while this next selection is being rendered by Miss Skarren on her violin, the premier danseuse of the Metropolitan Ballet, Mile. Mildreta Whitehurst will do the Dance of the Seven Veils.” It took me fully fifteen minutes to recover and when I did it was over, the ball was on again. I was so shocked that I had to change stations once more. But although I had had several shocks that night I was destined to one even greater for, “Station WAY broadcasting, the consulting lawyer of the World Court will make a talk. By a special arrangement of one of the in- ventions of Rice the ‘radio man questions may be asked of her afterward. I wish to present Emma Taylor, the world-famous lawyer.” “Ladies and Gentlemen.” How familiar that voice was! I guess the lecture was inter- esting. I did not listen but as soon as it was over, I turned to my broad- casting station for I occasionally made short health talks myself. I broad- casted the questions to Emma and finally received these answers, “Am mar- ried, but I am a member of the Lucy Stone League, use my name instead of my husband’s. No, he is not fat, decidedly not, on the contrary he is extremely thin. We have been married for five years. Come to dinner to-morrow night.” “Well, everybody is doing the unexpected,” I remarked as I tuned in on WAK wondering what that held in store for me. I soon found out. “Sta- tion WAK, Miss Lydia Parkin, world’s Marathon Runner, winner of the cup in the Paris Olympic games in 1934-35, will give a short lecture on ‘How to Keep Physically Fit’.” “Mr. Charles Smith, world famous boxer, will also lecture. The subject will be ‘Boxing Tactics.’ This announcement is unofficial but I might say to the admirers of these two great athletes, that soon they will have the opportunity of seeing their pictures together more often. He will become her manager, business and otherwise.” “Well,” I thought, “the termination of one courtship that I had expected even if Emma had disappointed me.” But what was this ? I had not been listening. “Alvin Harris, formerly Smith’s trainer and now a baseball player, next to none in fame, will speak to the Baseball Federation of Players. His speech will be broadcasted from this station.” I listened at Alvin speaking. How many times had I sat with him in school! He and Charles had been the Siamese Twins at school, thus it was quite natural that they should work together. “Station COD.” I jumped, again I had forgotten and tuned in on an- other station. “We have with us tonight Dorsey Martin, famous banker and man of affairs. He will make a short talk on ‘Economy.’ ” It is (TWENTY TWO)