Chilhowie High School - Chilvalee Yearbook (Chilhowie, VA)

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class Prophesy 1 am an old lady living alone in the outskirts of a small town. For years 1 have watched the young people of my community grow up, and with age has come wisdom. To me has been given the power of reading the tutu re from tea leaves. Often on a cold winter night when the fire is crackling in the fire place, I sit beside it, sipping tea and read¬ ing the future of our young folks. Last night as 1 sat dozing, I heard a knock at my door and a young voice calling, “] Iay 1 come in?’” “Of course, my child, please do,” I answered. A young girl, whose face was alight with the joy of living, entered. “They told me,” she said, “that you were able to read the future in the tea leaves. ’on’t you please tell me what the members of my class will be doing in the next few years?” “Have a cup of tea, my dear; I will be glad to read their future in my tea leaves. Whose fortune shall I read first?” “Phil Crutchfield is our class president, so perhaps he should come first. He is such a fine boy and we all like him so much.” “He is a fine boy indeed, and I see for him a fine future. I see him in a spacious hall surrounded by newspaper men. Can it be — it is — the senate of the United States. He is filling the place of the late Carter Glass. He is a great statesman, and will continue to be one. I also see a beautiful young lady, who is Senator Crutchfield’s wife, bettei’ known to you as your class reporter, Anne Draper Bonham, f ' rom this tea leaf I see the elaborate furnishings were designed by youi- class treasurer, Edna Love Bonham. “IMy, my I on this leaf I see a complete newspaper, and such a well columnized one at that; and no wonder, for I see the reporter is none other than the bright little blond, Lois IMeClure. “Dear me, here the head lines say. The Great Sky Clipper, design¬ ed by Herbert Catron, whom 1 believe was your vice president, and flown by the great i)ilot, Jim Catron, accompanied by his two charm¬ ing air stewardesses, your class secretary, Emma Jo Aker, and Frances Fei’guson, will make its first non-stop flight from New York to South •Ameidca to-morrow. “Have anothei- cup of tea, my dear, and I shall continue, for I see you still have a long list of names. . 99 -

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Phil Pichai ' d ‘( ' olton ( ' i-LiU ' lilicId was chosen as chicd ' -cxcculi e duiaiiK the r()llowinj ' year. ' i ' he ’ wei’e no lonyei ' l ' ’reslinien or Sojjhs, Ijiit had adx’anced so far as lo secure the title ot “Juniors.” ' i ' he, ' were hai)i) - al out their placi ' this year and lU ' oud of theii- title. ' I ' hex ' sensed that they wouhl soon !)( Senioi ' s and woiJu ' d luwder than hel ' oi ' e to ascertain the I ' acl. i s they now had only the Siuiioi’s to look up lo llu ' .v he ' aii to Ihink (d ' theinceh ' es as hip ' hly sui ' porioi ' lo the kh ' c ' sh- inen and Sophonioi’cs. Too soon their shi]) landed aKnin, and they found th( ' inijii ' ession they had lel ' l on the sand deeper than they imagin¬ ed. Ileatrice Tnckei ' was elected captain of the purl’s haskeiball team this year. Othei- iilayors fiojin the class wei ' O Ifmma Jo i ,ker and. Prances Perpnson. Amonp tire hoys, JIack Kniaiial was a chief help to the team. At last the pi’onj) were able U) call themselyes Seniors. One more sto]) of the sliip, aiui tlie yoyape would bo complete. The J ' oni ' years of hiph school life would be oyer, and they would seek new adventure on new pronnds. It was a little hard to thiidv of themselves as the leadei ' s of C. 11. S., superior to every one else in hiph school. They, who had been only thi ' ee yeai’s befoi ' e, the preen, immature Freshmen of Chilhowie llip ' h School. Now, no one was above them; they were the haulers. They chose “Colton” Ciaitchlield as their ]iresident: Her¬ bert Catron was elected to the Vice President’s chaii ' : Emma Jo Akei ' was Seci ' etary; Edna Love Ponham, Treasurer; Anne Bonham, Ke- porter; and Kenny Rector, iMascot. Their princi]ial, Mr. J. V. Bow¬ man, was selected to l)o their sponsor. Those transfeiu ' ed fi ' om the ship were Mary Clen Johnson, who di ' ojiped from the class eaidy in the yeai ' because of ill health, and Beatrice Tucker, who was lured from the ship into a new sea, namely the sea of matrimony: thus leavinp- twenty-six to sail over the finish line topethei ' . Eollowinp their motto — “Backbone not W’ishbone—” the prouj) propressed rapidly, and soon found themselves ready lo “disembark” as the class of ’ll. Very unusual in this class is the praduation of three sets of sis¬ ters, Edna Love and Anne Bonham, trances and Virpinia Ferpuson, and Isabelle and Nancy Iluphes. Nine members of the class were active members of the Beta Club, and Anno Bonham was its jiresident. “Jo” Aker was elected captain of the pirls’ basketball team, and Mack Rupard was electeJ captain of the boys ' team. Other active ihay- ers on the pirls’ team oxre rranccs Ferpuson and Frances Dunpan. As the class departs with a last farewell, they feel their work has not been in vain, but that they have paiiu ' d knowledpe that will po with them on throuph life, fliouph Ihe.v must iiass on to let others fill their jilaces, they look back and fondly say: “Our hiph school days shall never be forpotten, ” and with an ojitimistic out-look on life, they move on into a new wilderness to face new dangers and to pain new victories. — Pi. A. C. 21

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“W ' ell, I can’t (|uite fijiiire lliis one out: it is a lai’Kc bi’ick l)uil(lin“ ' ; a hospital’ No, a beaiitil ' ul school I 1 now see the i ' aciill ’ as noiu ' other than Helen t’raven, Superintendent, and her honorable slail ' : Ibilh Hillard, ' ii ' p ' inia b ' ci’i ' iison, Dorothy Catron and xNancx ' llu. ' dies. “This leaf shows me a broadcasliii” ' station. It is time ' foi- tiu ' news: and of all things, 1 see as news conimentatoi- one of ' oLir class¬ mates, Keith Hopkins. He is i inp a list of the victoi ' ies won in l)asketball by The l’ni ersity of Tennessee, whose coach is Alack Itu- pard, once Chilhowie’s basl ' ielball hero. He is also ”’i ’iny an account oJ’ the pinp-pony champioiishii) won b ' Aiaiirice Hlankenbeckler. He tells of a siJeech on Kanniny by the u ' eat Horticulturist, Ceoi ' Ke Buchan¬ an. Ai ' e my eyes decei ’inK me’. ' ’ No, it is Bandolph Kudge, suiu ' ound- ed by a gromp of beautiful yiids. AI -1 but he is a lady’s man. ' I ' hen, last, but not least, is the beautiful Fi ' ances Jones, bein - awarded a scholai ' ship to Alary W ' ashin Jon Colleji ' e. She plans to go abi ' oad when the war is ovei ' . “I only have a few moi’e leaves left: here is one that shows another lar.ye buildinp-, this one beiny a cafe, the pronrietor, Isabelle lluyhes, and her two head waitresses, Alai ' y Elizabeth Beedy and Vergde Pow¬ ers. “Then on this last leaf I see a (luiet hill with yreat mai ' ble steps leadinj ' up to a huye buildiii” ' , Lincoln Mcmoiial. As 1 step inside, 1 see a beautiful bi ' unette, ()]. ' al Beri ' y, and her assistant, tlu ' efficient Buby Clark, who takes care of the business matters of this wondei ' ful hosi)ital. 1 leaim that the dietitian, and one (d‘ the best, is the cap¬ able Patsy AlcCormick, and the head nurse is Frances Dung ' an. — K. E. 1).