Central High School - Cavalier Yearbook (Cookeville, TN)

Page 24 text:

. , f ,v . x . , -A xq r '1 ' D l ,. .. y ,fx .. -:,- V V Q pfiilx be Cavalzer ' ...Y N meteen Tlnrt ,j , f h ' K - la -:---- ---- H n::I::::: X WI Senior Class History HE fall of I926 found a group of sturdy boys and girls on the mark at Central High ready to run the race which would finally mean success if they ran it steadily onward. They were running to win the honor of being prepared to be the leaders of the next generation. This band treading carefully onward under the guidance of Superintendent Gipson, james R. Greer, Fowler Clark, Mabel Holladay, Amy Shipley, Clara Starnes and Ruth McGee for four and a half months. They were then encouraged by passing on the mid-term tests. Evermore encouraged and determined by their first success, they trudged into the next semester with a zeal which caused them in May to win the first lap of their course. The Central High girls were victorious in the Upper Cumberland Girls' Basketball Tournament and they proudly carried the banner of honor to the school. They celebrated by spending a delightful day picnicking at Fall City with Miss Holli- day and Mr. Greer as chaperons. Refreshed by their vacation this ardent group fell in line in September for the second lap of the course they had started the year before. They were under the leadership of Mr. Gipson, Gilbert Hatfield, Eddie Watson, Lillian Young, Mabel Holladay, Clara Starnes and Ruth McGee. They ran swiftly but carefully over the different courses of learning. They ran so cautiously that they had reached the second goal of their race in May. Before disbanding for the summer this bunch went to Monterey Lake for a wonderful picnic with Miss Young and Miss McGee. The fall of '28 found sixty-nine of this anxious bunch of well-trained trackmen at Central High with Gipson, VVatson, Hudgens, Cummins, Ward, Starnes, Baulch and McGee to pass over the courses of history, physics, French, geometry and agriculture. All of these territories were covered by May. Their success was again celebrated by a pleasant outing on Caney Fork river at the F. F. T. Camp. This same group with a small assembly from Jamestown combined more strongly than ever in the fall of ,29 with Mr. Gipson, Watson, Hudgens, Hutton, Ward, Cummins, Freeman and Crawford to make the last lap of their race and reach the final goal. They, through the fields of history, completed the course in French, struggled economically over great stretches of Social and Business Conditions of the United States, marched scien- tifically through chemistry, tripped musically through vast stretches of staffs and scales and over many troublesome little notes and finally came to the end of a happy successful year in May. During the year the boys held high the trophies as being the runners-up in the Upper Cumberland Boys' Basketball Tournament. , During the year two of this group's projects were sponsoring a picture show to buy suits for the boys' basketball team and the clas play. The proceeds of the play were used to erect a drinking fountain in honor of Mr. R. L. Farley, one of the school's most worthy patrons. The fountain was placed on the campus at Central High as an everlasting re- minder of the graduating class of 1930. The last lap of the course was finished in May, and forty-six of the runners said almost in the language of Paul: We are now ready to be graduated and the time of departure is at hand. We have fought a good fight, we have finished the course, we have kept our notebooks, and written the themes. Therefore we have given to us our diplomas-markers of wealth gained and pointers to the future wealth. Some have forsaken us, but the faith- ful are rewarded. Again they enjoyed a happy picnic at the home of Miss Cummins and another picnic and party combined at the F. F. T. Camp. MARY ELIZABETH GENTRY. 2 0 -,sal t - ef ' A ,. ent Y N A ' 4 , .

Page 23 text:

Q v I wget W , The avalier Nineteen Thirty 9:5 fu C KC v I In 7 J 55 i 'rf MW e y , , , Q ..... ...... X W 5 H ' :::::::: 4 1,5 The Senior Class of 1930 Our golden days are at an end, And tears in every eye Show how true it all has been And how 'swift the days went by. No one knows how hard we'-ve fought To win what we have won, But what we know has not been bought And what we have done is done. We may see in years to come Iulow we've fought and why, But just the same we've had our fun And hate to leave old Central High. May our teachers so patient and dear Through all their struggle and strife Remember us ever--cloudy or elear- In every day of life. lllay eaeh one left here be true To his dear old purple and white, Jnd hope as long as the shies are blue That what they do is right. But ah! too soon will end the bliss Of memories that seem worth while, But with every heartaehe add a hiss And with every tear a smile. MARY ADA NEAL. I9 e .fs 3' H M nm ,...d::??M5gf2y354pi, ., .f -. , - .Q , WJ!!-4 -. 1 AQ. AOQQ. 31.1 Q5 iq' MD' 9 99

Page 25 text:

lil' 'I fa . . ' J f The Cavalier KC Nineteen Thirty any . or S rm. gi J tftanftfutofwawtmmmmn aonnmutmnrumu i i fffffifffffffifffifififififfi f 1' 1' f 1' f' f' ' HXXXcxssqgrssxgxxsxsxasisxsgggifsf Sf - Senior Class Prophecy S I left New York harbor on board the great ship Marcella little did I think that I was to be on board when the good ship went down. The third day on the water, September 24, 1931, the cry went out that the ship was going down. VVe were rushed immediately into life boats and in the excitement in reaching these I fell overboard. As the cold water flowed over me I felt myself lost in black oblivion. As things began to clear up I found myself once again in my old home town of Cookeville starting again on my trip to France to continue my study of the French language which I had started under Percy B. Freeman at Central High in Cookeville. I was carried to the station in the limousine of Mr. and Mrs. Patil Haile. Mrs. Haile was formerly Virginia Thompson. They were still living in Cookeville, where Mr. Haile was the manager of the now great Allen Shirt Factory. On the way to the train Paul remarked that his old friend, VVilbur Johnston, was on the road selling patent medicines for the VV. R. VVatkins Company. Once on board the train I felt perfectly safe because my old friend Donald Wall was now engineer on the T. N. C. After a while a familiar voice came floating to my ears. I immediately recognized the voice that used to stand in front of the Cookeville fruit market and yell Bananas-two for five cents. Hubert Bush was not selling bananas now, but was selling cold drinks on the train. Hilbert told me that Julia Ensor had been disap- pointed in love and was now teaching school in Baxter. I took a taxi when I reached the great Central station in New York and was sur- prised to find that Robert Greenwood was my chauffeur. Bob told me that he and Ottis 21 'li l 7 Ueivcgzjf H -4 2 . A . l 'Ga -.:xl'2aa212n.s