Charlotte Technical High School - Technique Yearbook (Charlotte, NC)

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MARGARET PRICE Happy am I, from care I am free, Why can’t they all be contented like me?” Girl Reserve, ’27. Dramatic Club, ’28. PAULINE ROSS “The readiness in doing doth express No other but the doer’s willingness.” Captain Basketball Squad, ’26- 27. Dramatic Club, ’27. Vice-President Literary Society, ’27. Vice-President Junior Cluss, ’28. ERNEST SELVY Every inch a man — some man.” President Kodak Club, ’26.. Football, ’28-’29. LUCILE SWARINGEN “Good nature and good sense are ever joined.” Dramatic Club, ’26. Glee Club, ’27-’28. Assistant Editor “Junior Observer,” ’28. Composer of Senior Song, ’29. JAMES THOMPSON Whistling, smiling, or singing a song, Happy and contented, he jogs along.” Dramatic Club, ’25. Basketball, ’26-’27-’28. Baseball, ’28. Football, ’28-’29. LORENA WHITE “When hearts are true, few words will do.” Glee Club, ’26. Girl Reserve, ’27-’28. Class Poet, ’29. [eighteen]

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ISHMAEL HOUSE “The wisest man is usually the one Who thinks himself least so.” Kodak Club, ’26. Football, ’29. Assistant Editor “Technique,” ’29. Class Prophet, ’29. EVELYN HURT “Let me fail in trying to do something rather than sit still and do nothing.” Glee Club, ’26-’27-’28-’29. Track, ’26-’27. Dramatic Club, ’26-’28. Girl Reserve, ’27-’28. Cheer Leader, ’28. Basketball, ’28. ETHEL KERR “Pensive maid, devout and pure, Noble, steadfast, and demure.” Glee Club, ’26-’27-’28-’29. Girl Reserve, ’27-’28. Assistant News Reporter, ’29. Composer of Senior Song, ’29. ERNEST MOBLEY “All great men are dying and I don’t feel well myself.” Treasurer Sophomore Class, ’27. MARIE MYERS “Her voice was gentle , soft and low — an excellent thing in woman.” French Club, ’27. Glee Club, ’28. Member Student Council, ’29. News Reporter, ’29. MARY ORR “When she thought a thing , she said it.” Dramatic Club, ’26. Secretary Reserve, ’27. Glee Club, ’27. Editor Girl Reserve, ’28. [seventeen]

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CLASS PROPHECY I CAME from Mars. I came upon the earth when I was a boy of twelve. H ow? Ask me not. I only remember that one night I fell asleep and when I awoke I was in a strange world. 1 have only faint memories of the world from which, by some cruel fortune, I was snatched, to be cast adrift upon a world so unlike my Mars which is filled with happiness, and whose inhabitants accomplish things that men upon the earth will proclaim as impos- sible for thousands of years to come. The first night I was upon the earth I discovered that I could tell the past, present, or future of any individual by simply gazing intently for a few moments upon the familiar planet above me. It would send out rays of light which would immediately take the form of pictures. Realizing that I had been endowed with some supernatural power, I learned the English language and opened a studio in New York City. While I was meditating over some marvelous revelations one night, a lady and a gentleman entered my studio. I learned that they were Dr and Mrs. Frank Biggers and that the latter had once answered to the name of Marie Myers. They had heard of my prophetic ability and had come to find out the whereabouts of their old Senior classmates. Mrs. Biggers produced a careworn volume, the first edition of the “Technique,” and showed me the pictures of each individual so that I might recognize them as they appeared before me. I studied the faces several moments and then looked out of the window in the direction of my beloved and all-wise planet. As I gazed upon it, rays of light began to encircle it. These slowly formed themselves into a picture, an immense factory with a large dazzling sign across the front, bear- ing these words: “The Mobley-Broom Chewing Gum Company.” Ernest Mobley, President Mary Broom, Vice-President This vision faded and another succeeded it: This was of the Metropolitan Opera House in New York City. The luminous marquee announced that Miss Clara Belle Biggers would appear in concert that night. Judging from the crowd at the entrance, I knew that Miss Biggers was one of the leading artists of the day. In the next scene one of New York’s seventy-five story office buildings loomed up before me. The huge sign in front informed me that the build- ing was being constructed by the noted Architectural-Engineering Firm, Car- penter Berry. The succeeding picture showed a vast auditorium that I recognized to be the Senate Chamber of the United States. There in one of the chairs, sat a [nineteen]