Dante Central High School - Spectator Yearbook (Dante, VA)

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r.sti Muss entertained the Seniors with a semi-i ormul dunce on New Year’s Eve, which nil the Seniors enjoyed, very Much. Since we needed money to buy our u. .vuals we save a play en- titled A Reedy Made Family. Needing even more money, re planned an Easter Dance to which ths public v r.s invited. The pirls i on the class tourn.juont for the forth consec- utive year. And now we stand upon the threshold 01 life; that school where we will have no teacher except experience. The time has arrived for us to leave our Alma Hater, our teache s, and our friends. Le ,vc we must, wind should, in spite of our reluct ..nee. But in leaving we pledge cur loyalty and yratitude to Dante Central Hiyh School and we pledae also to car ay her standards, wo pledye also to carry standards nd idols with us into the ro Id. Dorothy Smith ST Paul pharmacy we hll A Ny doctor ' s, PRESCRIPTION bKuGS Medicines, AlEV STuck AMO filANA EHeni faotoE E3 hT. PAUL

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Proohecy Cf the Senior Class Non’ it came to pass in the year 1339, as I sat among my class mates in English four class, that the iuture was opened unto me, and I s visions ol hat was to be. And I looked into t he future, and behold a whirlwind came out of spt.ce, a great cloud, arid light enfolding itself about me, leaving me in a trance. and behold I locked twenty years nence. I pick up a ns, sp...per, whz.t is this a see? The Pres- ident of the United States, Fred Fox, and ;ife the form- er Jennie Ashbrock, lave just returned from a pleasure trip to South America. But for goodness s.kes don’t get the idea that Fred is for all pleasure and no work, be- cause he is really a splenaid president. Reading aoout old friends and class mates makes me curious to find out what ha happened to all my class mates of ' 39. Twenty years is quite a lon tame, but I hardly believe it impossible to succeed m such a venture. I think I will visit hr. an 1 Mrs. rox. Perhaps they can guide le to the ones I valsh to find. Whe n I arrive in Washington, I cm disappointed to find the President and his wife are too busy with national ail airs to talk with me . I think I mill stroll down the street and forget this silly business of finding old friends. My J Whats that? An ambulance in that hurry? IVliati an airplane wreck? Who is this running uo the street ? Ill sobs and tears? Some one flings her arms sbout my neck I . The l dy must be crazy. Well, well, if it isn’t Manthales Me C own, And why the w.ieping? Oh, now I understand. lie ' ’ husband is in that am- bulance and he was in nr .arol ' ne creek. I hail a taxi and ve rush to the hospital. Mnnthrle , who is ycur hus! and? John Anderson? Ch, he worn the oilot? Well we had bettor rush. At last we arrive dt the capital. There comes a nurse. I’ll find out aocut John, Mr. Ander son, is he all ri lit? What a nan ow escape I Why, Miss Carty, hat a surprise. Imagine Elizabeth Carty, caring ior the sick. I thought she wtuld hc.vo beer, married long ago. Elizabeth informs me that Hazel South and Liar ? garet Litton Were ho stes scion the wrecked plane, but Were not seriously injured. There comes 3. nurse and doctor down the hall. I recojiize the nurse as Francis Dooley. The doctor is none other than Jim Stewart, and I 1 ind the reason he has never married is that he loves all women so well lie can’t make up his mind which one to choose for a wife. Well this is a good start. Now where can I find the others. Here’s a Be a. ty Parlor. I think I’ll get a facial. Hello, who is this? Are you the operator? Dorothy Smith, I hardly reconized you. You have certainly changed.’ I am trying to find what has happened to all our Seniors. Do