Cooleemee High School - Indian Echo Yearbook (Cooleemee, NC)

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.,,., ,.,, ,,..,..,..,..,.,,., ,.,,. .,... ...,.,, ......-.. - ..-. ,-..-.,-...... THE GEEROOLEEMEE 15 1'la'ka'U'U'll'll'U'nl'nlI-IlnIlnIluIulnll.'l:'l4HHHIn'ul'ulHA'ulI-lhlhll.It.ll.lnHo'U' hllllhl Senior Class History During the year 1921, we set sail upon the great Sea of High School Life. The seventeen boys and girls who composed our class felt quite sophisticated upon enter- ing high school, but when we found out how little we knew, we felt quite different. Our iirst. year was very easyg we had only one teacher, and he tried to make school pleasant instead of making it drudgeryg although at the time we did not realize it. The days flew by, our freshman year passed, vacation came and went, and we came back to school as sophomores. Our former teacher had left us, and we had two new ones. Although we missed some familiar faces, Emma and Lucile came to till the vacancy, and our number was approximately the same. One of the happiest days of the year was the day we moved into the new school building of which we are very proud, for it is one of the model buildings of the State. XYhile we entered enthusiastically into athletics, we kept the spirit of earnest students, diligently solving the knottiest problems and struggling heroically with the diiiiculties of Latin. lVhen we came back to school at the beginning of our Junior year, we found, again, that fate had called some of our classmates away, but Johnsie, Paul, and Ralph joined us taking their places. The monotony of school work this year was broken by the constant intervening of social gatherings which made our school Work more pleasant. The greatest sorrow of our junior year was the graduation at commencement of the tive boys who had been with us so long that we. thought they belonged to the class. At last the year that we had worked and waited very patiently for had come- our senior year. But to our sorrow, we learned that during vacation marriage had claimed Katie, and illness had forced Robert to be absent. Nevertheless, we Were glad to add Virginia and VVinnie to our list. Our work is even harder this year than in the preceding years. VVhat we feel to be the greatest achievement of our high school life is the publication of the annual, the first published by the Cooleemee High School. Our history is now almcst ended, and the members of the Class of '25 will soon br scattered along the various walks of life. We will go out to complete our education in college and in the most efficient school of all-that of experience. We are sad at the thoughts of leaving, but since we have completed our work here, it is time to go. lVe shall always pay homage to our patient and loving teachers, and keep dear to our hearts our high school days at C. H. S. Hallie Miller.

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E G R 0 dvuifuiuiulilina-ii.uE.n.n.v DORA BELLE RIDEN HOUR Doorbell Class Vice-President, Basket Ball Team 41,253 Athletic Association, President f1,2J. The only way to have a friend is tow be one. Door is one of the old reliahles. At least, the teachers say so, but we think that her innocent expression is responsible for the ease with which she goes through her recitations. We are sorry that her senior dignity would not permit her to enter ath- letics in her last year, nevertheless, we feel she helped to keep up the spirit of C.H.S. LUCILE WARD 6lUh-hi! Class Phophetessg Salisbury High School CID. She needs no eulogyg she speaks for herself, For she knows she knows, she knows. Lucile is the kind of girl who keeps her own counsel, and it is usually better than some one else would give. She has very little to say, but we who know her, know that C.H.S. has a real supporter when Lucile is along. EDITH WEBB Webb Athletic Association. Lively and gossipingg stored with treasures of the tattling world, and with a spice of mirth too. The Class of '25 w0u1dn't have been the same without Webb. Her win- ning smile and the twinkle in her eye, however, keeps her from being half as hard as she sounds. Those who have heard her talk-and who haven't-know that glad rags and dressing up for her numerous dates take up quiet a lot of her time.

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.,,,, ,.., ..... :if-H-til.-.1-.'E-.if-.E--E.--6.-kg'-in'E-.Ev--Sli'--E-UE'-vu' .,i.,..,. -.--.--.--.N,u.-u-u-u-u-.4-.n-.u-1-.1-.1-.vm-ni.--.n--.i-.4-U-U--1-.1-.1-.-1nu. e Senior Prophecy The quietness and solitude of the deep gives one an opportunity of dwelling on many past coincidences. On this specific evening as li sit on deck amid the solitude of twilight, I become very pensive. My memory rushes back fifteen years-back to Old Cooleemee School-back to my classmates-back to the Class of '25-I doze. From above a beautiful bird appears, alights on my shoulder, and tells me: I am a mysterious messenger from the Underworld. Tell me your most outstanding desire, and if it be reasonable, I shall grant it. Would it be possible to reveal to me my classmates of '25 in their various positions of life? I aSk. Suddenly I behold before me an elaborate bedroom with two occupants, a pa- tient, and a stout, neatly-clad nurse. The wear of time has not been evident enough to prevent me from recognizing Ada Nance. I look at her long and hard, and can see that she has wisely chosen her career, for perfect contentment is written on her face. The scene changes to an attractive living room in which are a man in foreign attire, a brunette woman in a gingham dress, and six children. The woman is May Call. She appears as vigorous and as happy as ever, for opposite her sits Henry- the Henry she doted on in the long ago. A garage covering over an acre comes next in order. I observe the name, O. P. Dedmon, Jr., Dealer in Second-Hand Automobiles. Quickly a brown-eyed boy is seen coming from an attractive dwelling house. He favors someone I have seen, and as I wonder who it can be, 2 beautiful woman comes in. I recognize Virginia Byerly. She seems worried, and starts to pick up the telephone when Paul Dedmon himself enters. He says something about being detained by a prospect for an old Buick. Late again, as usual. I see- next a woman occupied at a desk with mail on it addressed to Miss Emma Grimes, Supervisor of Primary Instruction. Emma, my ccnsoling, modest classmate has made a success. The quickness of scene-changes gives me scarcely time to visualize these astounding sights. In the City of Washington, D. C., in the office of the Postmaster-General, who do I see so comfortable surrounded but Ralph Campbell, of Cooleemee High School He, too, has more than realized his dream. But why not with, his superior, dignified, quiet manner? In the teachers' dormitory of a school of music sits Winnie Davis. She is reminded cf her struggles of '25 by the pupils who- constantly' come before her, but I can easily see that she is enjoying her work.