Chestnut Ridge High School - Lion Yearbook (New Paris, PA)

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CLASS PROPHECY I watched the celebration and then decided to take a walk in the forest. What strange noises I heard. I sat down on a log close by and saw something shiny close by my feet. Picking it up, I saw it was a large diamond. I grabbed it and plunged it into my pocket. As I walked further on I was led into a trap. When I turned around. I met face to face, three little figures of native girls. Who were they? SHELAH ROSE BENCE, CAROL EARNEST, AND DOROTHY HORNER. I hardly knew them with that fancy hairdo. A bone through the top! I cou1dn't see how they changed so much. They grabbed me and made me start walking to meet the so-called mother of the tribe. How could I ever believe it was my dearest friend, DONNA LEE WEAVER. She gave me an order, to a very at- tractive lady to tie me to the stake. IULIA! IULIA HERLINE I cried, Don't do it, please! After many hours of struggling I finally broke loose. Running like wild, I was again caught by some more of these strange looking characters. Why would DONALD HORNER, ROSS WILLIAMS, AND CARL MAY want to make stew of me? Into the cooking pot with this girl, I heard them cry. The water was being well heated by their cooks, IANET EMRICK, BETTY LOU FRA- ZIER AND IANICE MANGES. Sitting at a distance, close to a stone, I could see some one looking at those strange instruments they were about to use on me. Why would NANCY SLACK want to do a thing like that. As I saw the fire still blazing, my face wet with prespiration, I noticed the strange figures of PATRICIA MANGES, AND LEE WENTZ still bringing in more branches to make the fire grow. In a second I, VIRGINIA LABUDA would be thrust into the boiling water. Iust then a daring young man came forth. Was I glad to see VINCENT HICKEY. I was safe again and I will return home. Was this only a strange dream, or will we wake up some day and find ourselves in this strange African Iungle. Twenty Six

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CLASS PROPHECY As I gaze into my magic crystal ball, I will reveal the future of the Senior Class of C. R. H. S. One sunny morning, Iuly l, 1974, we set sail on an expedition to the African jungles. The guide, a tall and dark man, was our old friend NED CLARK, ably assisted by HARRY DIEHL. Our captain, the guy that gave us all our orders, was none other than WILLIAM BENNA. No stops were made until we reached the island. As we were unload- ing our boat load of supplies, we were greeted kindly by a friendly looking man whom the natives called KING BENSON SHAFFER. What a shock that was! After we told him what we came for, he changed the look on his face. He made a strange movement with his hands and called for DUSTY IOE MILLER. who ordered us away. We heard so much about a witch doctor, that I intended to see him. We were greeted by DON MAC GREGOR. We could recognize our friend because of the strange and silly looking head piece he wore. He was assisted by none other than CAROL COLVIN. As I gazed around, I saw heads of white men hanging in the sun to dry. Next to them I saw a very nice looking old woman weaving a rug. To my surprise it was still MISS HELEN MILLER. I also wanted to see the real Tarzan, but who do you think we saw? WILLIAM GEORGE, himself. We heard music in the distance, and as we approached, we saw four beautiful dancing girls before the fire. What do you suppose FAY ADAMS, LILA HILLEGASS, ANITA DIEHL, AND MAXINE ELLENBERGER were doing? Entertaining men, of course. The music was terrific and so were the players. Whatever possessed PHILIP IMGRUND and HARRY LATSHAW to beat out that silly rythm. I was informed that this was a wedding celebration of IOANN CARSON. BLANCHE WERNER was her flower girl. Twenty Five

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Seniors Weekend in Washington, D. C On Friday, September 25, at 6 A.M. sharp, thirty-three seniors, Mrs. Adams, Mrs. Taylor, and Mr. Weimert left Chestnut Ridge High School for a trip to the United States Capital. We arrived in Washington at 10:15 A.M. First we made a tour of the White House, and following that we were guided through the Printing and Engraving building, with no samples handed out, thank you! Next we checked in at the Cairo Hotel. The girls were placed on the seventh floor while the boys were lucky and got the first floor. After this we had lunch at the Art Gallery cafeteria and made an inspection of some of the objects of art. The next building we visited was the F. B. I. This, I believe was the most interesting tour of the day. In the F. B. I. tour there was a trained sharpshooter who showed us his skill as a marksman. After he was through shooting we were each given an empty cartridge as a souvenir. The Thomas Iefferson Memorial was the next building we visited. After leaving the memorial we were taken to the Airport where several of us had our picture taken. Later we returned to the hotel. From the hotel we were taken to Schools Cafeteria where we got delicious food. After eating, we had our choice of seeing the Washington Senators and the Philadelphia Athletics play ball or going skating. The majority chose the ball game, while a few went skating. At the game all of us cheered when Ross Williams scrambled for a foul ball and came up with it and the biggest grin in seven counties. spread all over his face. At 11:30 o'clock we were all back at the hotel. Saturday morning after a very peaceful f?l night's sleep fno laughing pleasel we were all up and ready to leave for breakfast at 8 o'clock. From Twenty Seven