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

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stc.v Ion; tho horjoitL ' l , I clocidod to rosiiin: I arriv mj trip raid on Llondo.y morni.iy I started early, self at a laotel v ont to visit t 7 hon I ontor-od, through a glass mombor havin in. Hollj ' eood s.nd established my- ]?ox Studios. The next morning I ho studios-, Zlveryono mas busily v;orking u o I docidod to look around. I noticed. door, a coupl orc.c ' cicinr danc ; O upon a timo. I opened --nd they ml a V himself d I r: once uhon tho door camo out, I stood faco to face r ith Jack err beeutiful YO ' ana- l. nlv uho v ' s to playthc oon Jack Subbofcte do that very drnc; watched them closely ar J — ' ' . . ng r o 1 3 in Jaclz’s nov; picture , ’‘Comr It seoms that Jack h ' d created quit Get It. sens mi on wish his dancing .and was rated high a Fred A staire. I 73nt back to tho hotel and phoned to tho Beauty Shop for . ' ■■n appointment th.e.t afternoon. The voice on tho phono sounded fo-milar when informing me that it 70 uld bo impossible for mo to come that afternoon but that I might come tho following morning. Tho operator asked my nemo, arid them ex- claimed, ”Did you say Billie South? I used to have 0. school chum by that name, but, of course, you are not she?” I immediately rocognized the voice as that of Botha lAac Holbrook and it was now my turn to bo surprised. On my v ay tO ' tho Beauty Shop, v hom should I miet but mother old chum, Virginia Greer. She nd ' ' Dutch” v ere living in Beverly Hills and she fin-lly bad th.. ' .t screen test Y hich ws promised in Da lit 3 so many years . ' .go. I bid her farev ell and v ent on to the o.nop . I spent a v oar r day, then got a good night’s rest, since I planned to start home the following morning. As I approached the station, I sav; an •■ittractivo couple. It ’wasn ' t quite timo for tho train so I decided to m. ' ke ' bhoir acqu-aintanco ; but v hen I approach.:!d I seemed to remember their faces, -and whon the lady smiled I know thet she was .an old friend and none o ' bhcr than Thelmr. Ikirnor and her Lusband, Frenk Domby. They v ere on their second honeymoon. V;e talked until my train arrived. ' • hen the tr-ain reached Chic .go I v rs so I stopped there for dr.y. tired of riding.

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Thoro soGmod to loo gro-t - ' .ttrr.ction noor tho o.irport so I hoilod r. t ' - ' -xi nd v ont to soo v;h-.t it wrs c.ll o.bout, Thoro XI -j s o.n £iir shov ol:i , on ond it xjx.d for womon pilot only. vThon tho contost w ' .s ovjr tho v;lnnor woo -.nnonncod to bo Louiso Y ood frora Do.nto, Yirsinif ' . . I wonted to sporh to h ' or, but sho loft bofero I hod ' n opportunity to do so. It was evening. so hot in Chi cago that I Gt:-rted homov;: ' ' Pd th,- I got off the train in Ko- ' inoko r nd rode a bus ■30 St . VJh-Llo waiting for taxi I xiont into ’’Thom. ' .s 1 ioon’ s” ond thoro stood I-. ' orio Iiin£. Sho told rac f ' ot sho .nd Victor lioith wore living thoro nov ?.nd ' ' Vic’v w ' .s :u‘Mji ' ' ;gor of tho It. PS’.ul Nr.tionril 3:ink. I promised to como o.nd coo hor soon. ITneri I stopped t tho Post Offico in D.ont Elliott writing r. card to her boy friond. I xr surprised, boc.auso I thought sho would bo mo.rri 0 I saw Edith s vorw much od boforo this tirao . She v;ont homo vrit. mo ■nd v o tr.llcod I -skod if sho know tho whereabout s of ii: Sh : imformod mo th. ' .t hary Eliz. ' iboth w.-s i dent of the Glinchfiold Cool Cornor.-rtion over old tirao s ' --nd iry Elizaboth Thompson iocrotory to th3 Proc- and oho h.rd boon roco tly wearing a sparkling dir.mond. I sooing that ring on her finger. Somoono could just sooraod to bo poring, ”3illio Iv ' iss huso say, tr: ' gGdy?‘ ' I re , Billio.” Then it grow loudoc end I ’’Billie, xfart w s Bhahioepoare ’ s most f alizod that I hed boon drociaing; ' ' E : — . a. i J kJ ho ar d ' -■.mous Prophet--