Chester High School - Reflector Yearbook (Chester, VA)

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Thk Reflector : 192 1 “I am Olympia,” began the fair one without any intro- duction. “I have come from Greece, the home ot the gods, in order to be of service to you. At the command of Zeus I left my home in that beautiful land and came here to read your mind in order to find the cause of such deep reflection. Tell me what it is that causes your brow to be wrinkled with deep thought?” “Oh fair one,” I cried, “I would like for you to reveal unto me the future of my classmates.” She took the ball which I had noticed in her hand, and kneeling at my feet held it up for me to see. Upon inspecting it I found written on the surface: “Herein lies the future of the class of 1924, as it shall be ten years hence.” I looked into its depths and sure e nough, one by one my classmates passed before me. As my eyes became accustomed to the scene in the ball, I realized that it was a sick room and that the attractive, dark haired, smiling girl in nurse’s uniform was none other than our Senior president, Lucy Moseley. The door opened and some one entered. To my delight it proved to be Margaret Bishop, who also wore with dignity and grace, the service uniform of a nurse. As I looked again, reflected in the crystal ball I saw a convention hall. The president’s face attracted my attention, as she arose to address the group of teachers present, I recog- nized Mittie Wilson. As I continued to watch, Dorothy Mc- Enally, Margaret Malone, Gladys Ellis and Marian Avent arose in turn and gave reports and addresses, which, judging from the applause they received, deeply interested their co- workers. The ball turned and the auditorium became a cabaret; amid beautifully colored lights, people moved and supped. Suddenly the spot light rested upon two dancing figures who attracted the attention of the whole audience. I was over- whelmed when I realized that they were Ruby Thrift and Elizabeth Michael, ballet dancers. The next scene was in China. The sun was sinking be- hind the mountain ; in the vallev I saw a crowd assembled

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• i 2 The Reflector : 1924 CLASS PROPHECY I left our gay party, the members of which were enjoying themselves in the free open air of the wood in which we were spending the day. Having become tired of their fun and fro- lic and desiring to be alone with my thoughts, I strolled off along a winding wood path. How far I walked I know not: with the sweet song of birds coming to my ears from the budding trees, and the sweet perfume of wood violets in my nostrils, I thought neith- er of distance nor of time but wandered on. The voice of my friends died away. A squirrel startled from his hiding place, ran across my path and darted out of sight into a clump of bushes. On and on I went until suddenly I came upon an opening in the wood. The noise of falling water broke the stillness which had settled upon the forest. I crossed this little am- phitheatre and stood upon the brink of a babbling stream, musically making its way to the ocean, where it would be swallowed up and lost from sight. I sat down upon a large stone and began to think of my classmates, and to compare them with this little stream, for they were moving onward to the great ocean of life. Soon our class would come to the end of its present course, and its members would be tossed out on the waves to battle for themselves. As I thought, I could but wonder it they would be submerged and lost sight of, as the little drops of water in this stream would be swallowed up in the salt water of the deep olue sea. But my day dream was interrupted by the parting of the bushes on the other side of the water and by the appearance of the most beautiful woman I had ever beheld. She was too fair for mortal and yet I was sure she was not divine. As she glided noiselessly across the distance which sep- arated us, I was able to get a good view of her beautiful face and form. She was dressed in a flowing gown of white silk, which she wore with the grace of a queen. Her long black hair was caught at the back of her neck in a clasp of pure gold; and in her hand she carried a large round glass ball.

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34 The Reflector : 1924 around someone who was preaching. Upon closer inspection I perceived that Raymond ' A vent had chosen the noblest pro- fession of any member of our class — that of a missionary, who was laboring among the heathen in a foreign land. As the crystal ball revolved I was filled with admiration at the scene which I beheld. In a beautifully decorated church, lovely women and handsome men were gathered to witness a wedding ceremony. I strained my eyes to see who, in this distinguished gathering, I might know and was re- warded when the bride entered and proved to be Rachel King, looking as lovely as a bride can look. Again the scene changed and in a fashionable section of Philadelphia I saw an exclusive looking shop with this sign in the window: “Cox and Branch, Consulting Beauty Special- ists.” Next a book appeared in the ball entitled: “The Evolu- tion of the Flapper” written by Nellie Deane. The ball turned and I beheld Julia Sanders standing in front of a quaint little bungalow nestled among the flowers in sunny Florida. Then the crystal ball revealed a newspaper. The head- line caught my eye and startled me, for it stated the fact that Lena Perdue had been nominated by the Woman ' s Progres- sive party for the next president of our country. Glancin g down the column I beheld a very complimentary write up of Elvin Hightower, who had just been elected to the State Senate. Further down the page these headlines caught my eye “Grant’s Discovery of a New Element Creates a Sensa- tion in the Field of Science.” This was not surprising when I recalled Leon’s splendid work in our Chemistry Class. Looking once more, I realized that the blackness before me was the velvet curtain of a stage. As the curtains parted a violinist, Violet Suttler — stood before me, beautiful and wonderful in the perfection of her art. Lucia Krause follow- ed her as a soloist and I could only gasp with admiration as she sang. After these completed their program, there ap- peared a movie in which Mary Swmeford was featured as a star. The attractive interior of a modern banking house next excited my interest and I saw on several doors, engraved