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

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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]

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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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young woman. She b ore an odd resemblance to someone in the group of ’29, though she was older and more dignified. 1 soon decided, however, that she was no other than Evelyn Hurt. Noticing the scene further, I recog- nized the speaker on the floor as Ernest Selvy. A United States Postal Service Plane now flew across the horizon. The skillful pilot within proved to be Oren Hart. My visitors were quite excited by this time and begged me to continue. For a few seconds I closed my eyes to shut out the intensity of the rays of light. When 1 again looked up at the heavens, the pictures came even more rapidly. First, the golden glory of an orange grove met my eyes. Standing in the shade of one of the trees was Pauline Ross. A very contented expres- sion showed that she was Monarch of All She Surveyed” — not only of the orange grove, but of her husband, R. K. Brown, Jr., who was a successful California orange grower. The central figure in the next picture was an automobile. As the car was of an unusual type, I looked for the name and it was, “Clark.” A magnificent temple of learning, surrounded by beautiful shrubs, walks, and flowers next came into view. I could see engraved in the marble above the entrance Charlotte Tech High School. In a luxuriously furnished office within, which I knew to be the principal’s, sat Dr. Forest T. Selby, quite gray and wrinkled, and, if possible, a little stouter, giving instructions to his secretary, Ethel Kerr. A race track now stretched out before me. Thinking that I might find one of the members of the class there, I scanned the faces of the racers and recognized James Thompson. A scene, differing vastly from the last, was now visible. A little mission church in China was filled with new converts. Their voices, led by Frances Alexander and Margaret Price, were raised in an anthem of praise. A won- drous revival appeared to be taking place in the hearts of the natives. What a wonderful work was being done by these two faithful missionaries, I thought, as the picture faded. I now saw a beautiful library building. Lorena White came down one of the aisles, stopped, and looked with pride upon a section of poems which bore her name. The next picture featured an exclusive millinery and ladies’ ready-to-wear shop in a large city. On a very unique sign in front I read, “Dartha’s Shop.” The scene now shifted to one of the leading theaters on Broadway. Upon the screen was flashed some very valuable information. I learned that Luther Carter was one of Warner Brother’s most reliable directors. Mary Orr was starring in The Flying Flapper, the scenario of which was arranged by the popular writer, Lucile Swaringen. [twenty]