Cambridge High School - Yearling Yearbook (Cambridge, MD)

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P81rcSix THE l-IOTTENTOT HO'l l'ENTOT STAFF OF '38 From left to right, seated: Winilred Smith, Mary Wright, Margaret Slacum, Betty Mae Wright, Betty Stewart, Ellis Orr tllanaging Editcrj, Edward Peters fEditor-in-chiefl, Helen Shenton tBusiness Managerl, Dorothy Weedon, Fred Thomas, Norma Warner, Margaret Mowbray. Second row: Margaret Pink, Blondy Murphy, Pauline Pike, Eleanor Shorter, Olive Brannock, Robert Melvin, Everett Creighton, Russell Mills, Russell Messick, Archie Brooks Marie Seward, Shirley Dill. Third row: Veach Hurley, Bill Blades. Fourth row: Seward Gray, Sewell Matthews, Brice Creighton, John Paul Jones, Mace Harper, Anna Ruth Jones. I'red Newcomb and Winfield Dean are absent. THE EDITOIFS I AREWEI.l. TO HIS PAPER Two years is a long time for us to be together, but now our union cemes to a close. We have worked hard to make something of our- selves, haven't we? XVe succeeded though and that is all that really matters. You are in second class now. old pal. No more third class for you. Keep your chin up though or else our labors won't come to much. It isn't so much the fight itself that counts, it's the training and the building-up before that real- ly matters. My time is up. you know that. You've seen others come and go before this, but your job lasts on anvl your time is not limited. It's been fun working with you. old pal, but it's been work, too. You are a hard master and a fine teacher. Some one else IS coming in to take my place now and you start with an entirely new crew. They're all hardy sailors, old ship, and you'll ride through all kinds of weather. but if your course is care- fully charted you need have no fear and with a fast farewell and best wishes. an editor says Good- bye to his paper. EDWARD PETERS, Editor of the Hottentot. HOTT ENTOT BANQU ET When there are to be bigger and better banquets and dances, the Hottentot staff will sponsor them. On the night that all exams were over, Friday, May 20, members of the two staffs, Junior and Senior, were treated to a hard earned treat. For an entire year the promise of a banquet had loomed over us, sometimes as a threat, sometimes a promise,-a promise of a dinner and dance if we wo1'ked hard, a threat that we would not have one, if we shirked. VVe had it! As usual, Essie's cooking was enjoyed, and by about seventy-five members, sponsors and guests. Even the menu was a lit- tle different this year for we were treated to baked chicken and all the necessary fixings. At the close of the meal Edward Peters, editor-in-chief, charmingly 'fdid himself proud as he congrat- ulated the staH:s and passed on some necessary tools to next year's editor, George Orr. There follow- ed George's acceptance and a few other timely remarks made by ad- visors and staff workers. The surprise of the evening came when some members of the Junior staff satirized the graduating members in three scenes-a meet- ing of the staff before the paper went to press, a meeting preparing for the banquet, and the banquet itself. The Seniors and advisors took it all in fun and laughed with and at themselves, as portrayed by Jean Brotemarkle, Virginia Hobbs. Eleanor Moore, Bertha Keplinger, George Orr, Billy Evans, Wallace Willey and Irwin Feldman. Having' had much too much to eat fhow about it Edward?J and plenty of fun, everyone moved up to the auditorium or dashed out af- ter their partners for the dance. Then instead of having to dance to the tune of canned music, there was real swing as played for us by Hal Marquess' orchestra. A big' event? One of the biggest and best in our whole school calen- dar. Vive la Hottentotl i Q.T fi EXCHANGE As exchange editor of the Hot- tentot Staff, I wish to thank those papers who have exchanged with us during this school year. All papers received were interesting and helpful to us. Next year we hope to still see you on our list. EVERETTE CREIGHTON, Exchange Editor. very l'RONl A BIG Sllt'f'ESS Dad may I have the car? But I just gotta' have it to go to the Prom. Those were familiar words heard on the eve' of the year's biggest event, the Junior- Senior Prom, held on the night of June 3. Blue and gold, class colors fschool colors alsoj almost made us believe that we were spending June week at the Naval Academy. This gay festooning had all been decoratively arranged under the supervision of Bill Robbins and his faithful followers. Lights were dim but fiattering to the pretty co-eds who waltzed or trucked between the portals of old C. H. S. Nor were the admir- ing partners to be outdone, for they were also attired in all their finery of white fiannels and palm beach suits. The fioor was a kaleidoscope of color, pastel blues, pinks, yellows, and greens. So the seniors had an evening of swing and sway , not Sammy Kaye but one of the Eastern Sh0re's best-Hal Marquess and his popular orchestra.

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THE HOTTENTOT Page Five CARLTON SPEDDEN ATTENDANCE CHAMP Commercial SENIOR HALL OF FAME Carlton entered our class dur- ing our sophomore year in high school, and has won for himself intimate friends. With his back-1 ground of farming, he can always hand out expert information. BETTYE STEWART Commercial She looks exactly as we have al- ways thought the perfect lady should look-Sophistication, poise, dignity and a neverfailing sense of humor-that's Bettye. GOLDY TALL General Dr. Rhythm prescribed him with swing, but sometimes Goldey takes a double dose. May his pathetic excuses always get him out of his many scrapes. FREDERICK THOMAS Commercial Artistic, sincere, and athletic are three adjectives which describe Fred , He says his main hobby is acting, but we all think it's danc- ing. But tell us, Fred, how do you do it? GEORGE TODD Commercial The same yesterday, today and forever . Nothing seems to disturb him in the slightest. No, Nettie is not lazy, he's only dreaming. I wonder what. JOHN TRAVERS Commercial Good-looking, night owl, and Ro- meo. Wherever there is a city, vil- lage or town, one can always find a group of girls that go with or have gone with John. If there is a city where he doesn't have a girl it is strictly no men allowed , or else there are no girls in the township. ELIZABETH TRICE Academic Full of fun and wise-cracks. Libby is popular with all who know her. She likes swing mu- sic , has a good voice and hopes to be warbling on a coast to coast net- work some day. JACK TWYMAN General Only a year for Jack in C. H. S. but he has made good use of it. He has been outstanding in dramatics. He is Robert Taylor of IV A and for IV C. OLIVE VINTON General Olive is intent upon her own af- fairs. She is one of the quiet good- natured seniors, who is well liked by everyone. Her ambition is to be a nurse. I 'H Most Popular: Most Conceited: Tallest: Shortest: Best Athlete: , Best Dressed: Best Looking: Most Studious: Cutest: Most Musical: Darkest: Fairest: Most Noisy: Most Quiet: Most Artistic: Best Dancer: J. Betty Stewart Betty Stewart Betty Bloom Pearl Hargett Margaret Mowbray Margaret Pink Betty Stewart Eleanor Shorter Shirley Dill Ruth Dashiell Betty Mae Wright Margaret Pink Mary Wright Marguerite Schaffner Albert Cook Pauline Pike Margaret Slacum Irving Gordy Harold Robinson Veach Hurley Fred Mowbray Irving Gordy Arnold Nichols Irving Gordy Bayne Neild Edward Peters Willis Conover Edward Asplen Albert Cook George Eckert FI'ed Thomas Harold Robinson Oldest: Lauraetta Wilson Carl Harrison Youngest: Wilsey Willey William Hogan Best All Around: Margaret Mowbray Edward Peters NORMA WARNER Commercial Dividing her time between Eas- ton and Cambridge is Norma with her carefree air-chubby, happy- go-lucky, just the kind of kid one wants for a pal. DOROTHY WEEDON Commercial Dot is a most contradictory person. She is easily embarrassed, but self-confident. She likes most people and likes to have people around her. LAURAETTA WILSON Commercial We see her every day slipping in and out of the Library and her classes. We'll agree, when she says her time is about taken. ROSABELLE WILSON Commercial Unusually quiet for a female. She wants to be an artist. IVith her pen in hand, we predict she'll sketch her way successfully through life. BETTYE MAE WRIGHT Academic Bettye Mae is a tall brunette whose motto has been Never do what you can get out of doing . As yet, she hasn't made a deiinitc decision as to a career. MARY WRIGHT Commercial Th: life of IV B-that's Mary. Besides her gift of gap she has a personality that will carry her far in both her work and play. VIRGINIA WRIGHT Commercial Like her classmates, she doe.1n't go out of her way to study -al- ways ready to join in any fun. She hopes to be a beautician. Here's to success, Ginny . ROSLYN WHEELER Commercial A peppy little brunette, better known as Sis , is athletic, cute , and is very much interested in the success of the Cambridge Cardi- nals. PATRICIA WHITE Academic Prim, particular, and exact- that's Pat , Much success to you as a dietitian. MARY LOUISE WILLEY Academic Although musically and drama- tically inclined in school, we know that Mary Lou will be eiiicient, as well as an attractive nurse. WILSIE WILLEY Commercial Talkative and full of rollicking laughter. That's Wilsie. Nothing worries her. She's always good-na- tured and ready to help someone. DUKE WILLIS ' Academic Duke is a newcomer from our neighbo1'ing state, DelawaI'e. He has applied himself to his studies and has made a favorable impres- sion upon both classmates and teachers. JUNIOR'S FAREWELL TO SENIORS Goodbye Seniors goodbye! We could offer a very tearful farewell with sobs in our voices and salty tears. But we won'tl We will just say it's been lots of fun fol- lowing you, after all we have fol- lowed you. When we were seventh graders you were freshmen. And what freshmen-you may gaze ra- ther disdainfully at the noisy bunch of shrimps this year but you were just as noisy and just as shrimpy, too. When you were sophomores, mighty sophomores , Carlton Spedden Carlton Spedden, senior, has at- tended school for eleven years with- out missing a day. All the way from Cook's Point to Hudson Ele- mentary School for seven years without a miss was something to be proud of, but when he went four years more at Cambridge High School, covering the distance be- tween Cook's Point and Cambridge High School by bus, without a miss, that is something to be hon- ored for. we were freshmen-and you made sure that we were properly im- pressed by the fact. We didn't mind though, because next year we were sophomores, but then you started going to all the dances, while we looked in through the win- dows. You began to be sophisti- cated, we were mere infants, did- n't know a thing. You knew you were never that dumb. You just couldn't have been. You had study periods, too, and you gazed disdainfully from the li- brary and other rooms, at us wild- ly pursuing a basketball or march- ing in squads in the auditorium. But we didn't mind that either, be- cause the next year'we were jun- iors and had study periods, and ventured cautiously to all the dan- ces where you captured all the limelight, and left us in the shad- ows. We don't care, we liked the shadows anyway, and we think the sophomores are dumb and the freshmen the noisiest yet. You don't know how much fun it has been following you, laughing at your sometimes, and feeling proud of you, too. Please make us keep proud of you. Next year we will be seniors and will know just how you feel so we wish you all the luck in the world. Bye Now.

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THE HGTTENTOT Page Seven Class History Though the future looms before us, a shining pathway to our dreams come true, it is to the past our thoughts return and we review with a smile and a sigh the happy, carefree schooldays that are so nearly a part of our memories. Never before has school seemed so dear and hard to leave and never have the events of our school life stood out so very clearly. Who, who has ever been a senior can forget the days when he was a freshman? On that September morning in '34 the bell at Cam- bridge High rang in some of the most frightened specimens of young Americans ever to behold an institution of learning. In fact, we were so frightened we all crept in the back doors. Those majestic columns in the front seemed to be sentincls guarding the front door and seniors alone could brave their hauteur. Soon enough, however, that timidity gave way to curiosity and the freshies had their noses in everything trying to find out just why it was there. Entering with us that year were several alumni, coming back as teachers. Miss Mabel Wright re- turned as a teacher of English and dramatics, and also in the English department was Miss Helen Doen- ges. New members of the mathe- matics department were Miss Ellen Byrn and Mr. James Busick. Lat- er in the year Miss Estelle Leonard was with us in the place of Miss Dorothy Noble, and Mr. Theodore Boston in the place left by Miss Rosabelle Gould. The entire freshman class had learned to love Miss Mills, our li- brarian and teacher, not only as an instructor, but as a friend. She seemed to care about each and every one of her pupils as a per- son, and endeared herself to the freshmen who were so anxious to be considered as important person- alities. Her death, in the spring of that year was one of the saddest events in our school life. So, our freshman year passed, with its sad moments and also its gloriously happy ones. We had made some impression on the school in both the scholastic and athletic fields, but our greatest vic- tories were to come in the follow- ing years. Vacation days were nearly overg as sophomores we were prepared to accomplish things. And then one morning the fire siren rang, clear and long. It was our high school building. In a few minutes our books, equipment, and building were a mass of charred coals. In three days school was scheduled to start. Where would we have class- es? That was the question upper- most in everyone's mind. After much deliberation, it was decided that the walls of Seminary could be stretched to house us. From attic to basement we swarined from 8.30 until 5.30. That year every class in high school and every class in the Seminary proved just how well it could adjust itself to any situa- tion. Though we were cramped for space, perhaps the very experi- ence made us realize the value of our new school building. As sophomores we felt we really had an active part in the doings we had watched from the bleachers last year. Every one of us tried to make our second year worthwhile. Many took part in all athletic and scholastic events on our limited cal- endar. - Again the faculty had changed and we found Mr. Raymond Sim- mons, Mr. Edward Walter, Miss Ella Barkley, Mrs. Eleanor Willis Fox, and later Mrs. Bonnie Harmon among our teachers. It was only through excellent co- operation between the teachers and pupils that the school year of 1935- 36 was a success. We romped through another va- cation, hoping fervently that our new school building would be ready to open in September. It wasn't quite finished but we entered, now full-fledged upper-classmen. How proud we were of our new school with its new slippery Hoors, its in- direct lighting, and its loudspeaker system. How diligently we twisted to get into our lockers, improved with combination locks. Though our first few weeks of classes were spent in a pell-mell of hammering and banging, we were rewarded for our earstrain when Mr. Crom- well complimented the student body upon its cooperation with the work- men in the building. Last year, a new system of lunch- ing was put into the schedule at Cambridge High. Instead of al- lowing the whole school to eat at twelve o'clock, as in previous years, only those who happened to be on the first iioor went to lunch at twelve. The other poor mortals dragged their steps upward to wait another hour. Scholastic records were made in our junior year. A new honor roll system was installed and many jun- iors' names were listed Some very few even attained the heights of all A's. Many juniors took part in the annual spelling contest sponsored by Goldey College, and the team en- tered by Cambridge High was for- tunate enough to win first honors. For the first time, the juniors really blossomed in the athletic events. Several juniors were mem- bers of our shore championship soccer and basket-ball teams. Cam- bridge High placed first in the an- nual Dorchester County field meet, and also in the field meet held at Salisbury. Juniors were the proud possessors of many new records. With spring came commence- ment, the last commencement we would witness before we were the actors in the pageant. Just three short months and we had returned as seniors, fully prepared to do jus- tice to our dignified position. For the third time the faculty had changed. New faces in the teachers' gallery were Miss Paul- ine Hirst, our new art teacher, Miss Lucille Hurley, in the music department, and Miss C l eon a Brinsfield to fill the vacancy left by Mrs. Fox. As in former years, the seniors had the advantages in school. Ours were the choicest seats in the audi- torium. We published the school paper and led the way for the other classes. We entered our senior year realizing that, though we were seniors and had senior privileges, we had much to learn. Strangely enough we also remembered we had once been freshies and did not worry this year's group too much. When the athletic season opened with soccer, the senior boys turned out strong. Though their team was not the most victorious the school has ever knovsm, it will be remembered for its sportsmanship. Not satisfied with athletic: prow- ess alone, the seniors tried as never before to get their names on the honor roll for scholastic ability. The fall passed away into winter and the New Year was here. We were beginning to worry about mid-year exams, when a voice from heaven, Mr. Cromwell's to be exact, announced -that there would be none. Never was a happier mes- sage brought to our ears, but we wondered why he waited until we were seniors to begin the good work. With exams so easily disposed of we could more readily enjoy the peak of the basketball season. Game after game was tossed off by our boys and girls and they were crowned Eastern Shore Champs. Then for Cumberland, and alas, for defeat. But it was a glorious de- feat. Our boys showed their good sportsmanship by presenting the opposing team with some of the largest fish their landlubber eyes had ever beheld. In the meantime, though, Cam- bridge High had changed princi- pals. Mr. Cromwell had been ap- pointed State Supervisor of Educa- tional Guidance, a new department in Maryland's educational field. In his place stepped our vice-principal and the boys' peppery coach, Mr. Emmett Andrews. Though the whole school regretted to see Mr. Cromwell leave, we gave Mr. An- drews a big hand as our new prin- cipal and sincerely admired the smoothness with which he ran our school. He no longer could fill his duties as coach and biology teach- er, so Mr. Walter and Mr. Busick became coaches and Mr. Robert Vincent came as the teacher of sophomore biology. Spring slipped upon us, and found us unaware of the fact that autumn had passed. Soon we were posing for our senior pictures, and attending our senior play. June week was here and over in a twink- ling and we found ourselves pos- sessors of a diploma, neatly tied with white ribbon. Though that diploma may show to the world that its owner has acquired four years of knowledge within the walls of Cambridge High School, it cannot show the world our memories of those four years. Those memories. more than our diplomas will keep fresh in our hearts our high school days. May our futures be as glor- iously worthwhile and happy as our four short years at Cambridge High. Eleanor Shorter, Class Historian, '38. CLASS SONG By Willis Conover, Jr. fTune: Thanks for the Memories J Thanks for the memories Of cokes we sipped at Ted's, Tennis courts and Keds, And evenings when at half ten We tucked into our beds- How lovely it was! Thanks for the memories Of homework left undone, Movies by the ton, And cigarettes we smoked on bets And startled everyone- How lovely it was! You never bothered to question How I'd get additional money, But, really, dear, it wasn't funny. You took my dough, And let it fiow, But thanks for the memories Of dances at the school- I acted like a fool, And even now I wonder how You managed to keep cool. Yes, thank you so much. past