Chapel Hill High School - Hill Life Yearbook (Chapel Hill, NC)

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f------ --f,,.,,,. SENIOR LIFE '58 Madame Martha Webb duBarry is applying make-up in the secrecy of her rooms. Although she doesn't know it, she is doomed to make thousands of Women beautiful by passing on her beauty secrets. Barbara Joan of Arc Neville is striding into battlozthe mon all dropping like flies before her- and not from her sword. Vera Jezebal Thrift now wears her red dress for every- day. She has a wicked looking black one for dances. Florence Wilhelmina Andrews Nightingale is still carryn ing the lamp. She only comes out at night. Ouida Portia Campbell is arguing over the caskcts of her opponents. They withered from the blast. Emily Venus Sparrow is taking good care of her arms with the help of Casanova Horace Dark, that gallant cavalier of the dark axes. ' Mary Stanley Bernard, Queen of Scotts, is playing jazz on the bagpipes to call all the little scotties to lunch. ,Betsy Umstead Ross is sewing on the Bonny Blue Flag.She keeps thinking about the stars, though, and just cannot seem to EGJG the sf. 1. Ii- .Q . .Q-ggi.. Queen Noelie Cox Victoria is riding by amidst the thun- derous applause of her subjects with hor favorito statesman, Bar- on Korff. Leonardo T.C. Farrell da Vinci the great lover is look- ing at his reflection in a lily pond. He has stopped only for a few moments between travels. But our glimpse into the mysterious past has vanished. The vision of those long dead has faded into nothing- to bc seen no more, WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF . . ? X l. Mr. Ross didn't know any jokes? 2. Loren MacKinney wasn't alwaysxpolite? 5. VMacH couldn't do ten things at once? 4. Roy Strowd wasn't born to be a politician? 5. The P.T .A. liked Hi-Y parties? 6. Freshmen weren't freshmen? 7. Mr. Honoycutt Wasn't just swell? 8 Marie Watters didn't have that electric light smile? O 9. Mr. Munch didn't know Hsix of one and 1X2 dozen of anothern were equal? 10. Seniors were dignified? page l? 9 4