Cary High School - YRAC Yearbook (Cary, NC)

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Class Prophecy It was a cold rainy night. I had started to Kalt-lgli on tin seven o'clock train. I was thinking, as I sot in the smutty little depot. I was thinking of the of the events of the day. Among the things that had come my way. 1 was elected Class Prophetess. Well, that was pretty good, but I thought It utmost train time. When I went to get my ticket, I found that the train was one-half an hour late. Imnd knows! What a long time. I settled myself before the little Iron stove. The glow of the coals made the room look very cheery after all. As I gazed into the IkhI of coals. I wondered really what would become of us. We had lieen such a loyal baud to ourselves and our school. As 1 watched the coals, they iK-gun to take shape. It seemed that I was before a great build- ing. I. being of the same wandering disfiosltion. went in. without even knowing what I was going into. A very dlguilied lady came to the door. I thought her face was familiar. I knew that 1 had seen that nose some where, ami the sag of her shoulders looked familiar. She broke into a giggle, and I knew that It was our 'Trlnce.” I asked what in the world she was doing here. She led me around to a large brass plate on the door, and there t read. “Algebraic and 1'hyslcs College for the Feeble Minded, President. Miss Omie IMle Prince; Dean, Mr. Cnrvln Massey. Of all things! She Invited me to spend a week with her, and I accepted. One day we decided to take a little spin out into the country. She told me she had quite a pleasant surprise for me, saying I would see some of my classmates of the Cary High School. Who in the world could it be? As we rode on. my eurioslty got the lxsst of mo. I could hardly wait. We went to u little country town and came up In-fore the most romantic little cottage, where everything looked very happy. I wondered which of my classmates lived there. 1 noticed on the door this lattice, l r. C. ;. Hanks. Oh! that was our most learned Mr. Hanks of Cary. And Hint smiling little woman who came down the steps was Plorric Medliu. I wondered when this wedding took place. They were doing nicely In this little village and wore known by everylxtdy in it. It hapiieiicd that the town In which Prince and Mr. Massey had erected their College, then- was a large hotel that interested me very much. It was the ■ Yarlioro Hotel.” I asked Prince a (suit it. and she said, Carson Yates had married a Miss Yarboro, and when she had died, a few years after the wedding, he had called the hotel for her maiden name. In Prince's room I found a picture that interested me very much. Ii was a sweet- faced woman. She was stout, and gathered on her lap and around her were several of the dearest children. 1 knew that I had seen those sincere eyes somewhere before. After guessing and guessing who It was. Prince said it was Mi's. Olive, and those were little Olives. I know then, it was Almira Woodward. My visit ended here. I had had a glorious time. I had started back to the scene of my childhood and youth. I had to wait over In a little town called Hen-Cackle.” I thought I had heard of something like that before: so | asked how and why the town got Its name. The man to whom I was shaking said a young fellow from the University of North Carolina laid come down there and started to sell the stulT and made so much money that he practically owned the town, and out of his appreciation for the food, lie hud calks! the town Hen-Cackle.” I asked who it was, and he said II. V. Ilurgls, Jr. Did I know him? Well. 1 guess I did remember our President. He got off the train as I

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Twelfth. To Miss Yarliorough wo will any Freshman Hoy she may choosQ to take the place of one «»f our members. Thirteenth. We will to Miss Ellis a |x rtion of our Love. Fourteenth. We ask tliat our appreciation for the interest they have taken in us lie equally divide»! aiming tin Faculty. Fifteenth. We will all the doer-mats in Cary High School to tin School Hoard, that they may use them as they see best. Sutemth. To Mrs. Smith, we will all the «lust pans, dusters, and brooms there are in Hrowning Hall, that she may clean the Dormitory to her own satisfaction. Seventeenth. To Mrs. Wood, we will a crowd of Hoys who will not eat quite so much. Kiyhteenth. We give our janitor. Austin ibigers. all the tobacco mad« on the school Farm. Sinetevnth. We will all our remaining poss« sslons- such as ml ties etc. —to Uncle .John, also a new Ingersoll Watch, so that he may keep the correct time. Done at the Cary Public High School auditorium on this, the sixteenth «lay of April, in tin year of Our l.«ir«l one thousand nine hundretl and fifteen. Signed and scaled. —Tiik Srnioh Class. u H e 7' ir «« - h e. e

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climbed aboard, and lie said that he had kept up with all of our members except Kunioe Penny and me. I told him I had .seen Eunice in one of the northern cities, acting as a IMiliceman since her huslmnd had lost his job. She seemed to know how to handle the Hilly” strongly as though she was used to it. She had gone north where woman suffrage had come to pass, and she could vote. I st«»pped in ('ary. It was not like it had liecn ten years ago. but Ila House was. Ila was such a good girl, that she was perfectly satisfied to have the birds sing around her artistic little door. She was loved by all in the little village of (.’ary, because of her kindness and modesty. While I was at home. I was lonely, yes lonely. One morning the papers had a notice- able discussion in them. Harvard University had been made a co-ed institution, and Caynelle Yates and Rachel Ivey had finished there. The papers said Caynelle had mar- ried the president, and Rachel, who acted as maid of honor, would follow her example at an early date. There was a letter at my home which had been there for six months: but, as my mother did not know my address, she had not forwarded it. It was from Daisy Hunter. My eyes tilled with tears—we had been such chums. Always, we had such jolly times together. Now she was in far away Washington, where she was filling the home of Senator Little very charmingly and nobly. She said that Little things were a great deal of trouble. I was thinking, as I finished reading the letter, that all my friends had amounted to something to the world. Cleo and Terrene Holloman were two very successful girls. They had finished one of the Northern Colleges with Magna ('um Laude.” and had married men whom they had met in their college days, and settled down to life. Mr. Brady had grown a mustache and was living at his fathers old home—one of the most successful sawmlllers of Wake county. K. ('. Jr., was very much like his father. I thought one night, as I sat on the porch, of my own life. My days had been glad ones because I had made them so; but I would «lie unwept, unhonored, and unsung.” O. that was the train blowing! Did I dream all that, or did I see it in the red hot coals? I hustled out and was soon on my way to Italelgh. - Phopiictkss. Pag c Tic ent g- five