Donelson High School - Sirocco Yearbook (Donelson, TN)

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The Sirocco CLASS PROPHECY Fifteen years have gone by since I was a Senior at Donelson. And what a life since then! But still I have been happy in my vocation. Immediately after my graduation from college I came to South America as a teacher. My'first graduation was taking place, and how it brought back memories of the night of ,my graduation fifteen years ago. I heartily wished that I had left my address so that I might at least have known what the rest of the class were doing. For fifteen years I have resisted the temptation of writ- ing, 'but now I must write. I had just written and had gone to mail it when, to my surprise, I met a boy with a special-delivery letter for me. I took it and immediately forgot all' about the one I had writ- ten, as this one was from my sister Virgie. She had been searching for.me for a long time, and had at last secured my address through the agency bureau which hadxlemployed me. It was an invitation to'the wedding of my sister, who when I left had been just a tot entering school. The letter could not come at a more opportune moment. I had three months, vacation, and I decided to spend it in good old U. S. A. I packed my belongings and arrived a week before the wedding. Virgie lived in a magnificent home near Donelson. After kiss- ing all my little nephews and nieces, I began to ask questions about Donelson and the graduating class of l28. I They told me to save my questions until later, but to go change my clothes, freshen myself with a few hours rest, and be dressed by 8 olclock, for some one would probably be calling on me. Imagine my surprise when I came back to the living room and found it decorated for a party and a wreath of flowers forming the words, ttWelcome, Seniors of 283, I had waited only a few moments when the first guest arrived. He was Murray Charlton, but a very different one from the Murray I had known. He was in every way a gentleman of the best society. He told me that he was one of the Senators from Tennessee, and that he only got his leave of absence because of his intimacy with the president, the Honorable C. C. Jennings. ' The next guest to enter was Theodore Kern. He came in with a dignified tread,. and every minute seemed to be listening for something, He-told me that this was a habit that he had acquired since he had become a doctor. He was listening for the telephone to ring. I had noticed several large buildings, and was informed that the largest was the hospital, of which Theodore was head surgeon. His lifelong dream had become real through the aid of the Stanford Brothers. The hospital bore the name of The Stanford- Kern Hospital. Theodorels motto had once been, uBigger and Better Molecules? but it was now, Bigger and Better Human Beings. ' Then came another celebrity from the Class of I28. She was the former Catherine Lipscomb, but now Catherine de Chambley, the greatest artist of the time. She had just returned from her triumphant tour of Europe, and brought back with her as a souvenir and keepsake a most rare treasureea husband. Then entered Myrtle, the same stately person, with a little more grace added by her maturity. She brought her husband with her, who, I must confess, looked just a little henpecked. She apologized for her tardiness, saying she had been ready to leave the tiStanford-Kern Hospital, where she was head nurse, when she had been called on to do some extra task, which she could not refuse. Our thoughts were turned from them by the entrance of M. 0., who, you remember, was always fond of speed. ' Well, he tried every car, and could not make them do more than ninety; 50- he decided to build himself one that would. He had named his new car the Speedwell, and had a great factory in Donelson, almost equaling one of Henry Fordls factories in Detroit. Every one predicted that he would get his neck broken; but his wife, poor thing, said that there was no such good luck. Before we had finished discussing M. Cfs famous invention, a stir was created by the entrance of the joint editors of the paper named The J. U. G. These two, Mildred and Gladys, lived in one of the most beautiful homes in the suburbs of the great city of Donelson. Mildred had married, but was now a widow. Her chief articles in the paper were on uHow to Be Rid of Your Husband? and Gladys wrote articles on The Bliss of. Unmarried Lifefi which I was told caused much dissatisfaction among some of the less for- tunate victims. They were thinking of entering politics during the next election. The next guesttwas Smith Dobson, the same little ttrunt, but more speedyi, than ever, because he 'b was the important proprietor of a chain of five and ten-cent stores modeled after the great establishment that we all know so wellenamely Kresses. While Smith was insisting that I take a beautiful diamond ring that he had bought just especially for me, we were interrupted by the entrance of Joe Cathey, who was the head of the Department of Agricul- ture of the U. S. A. He had with him his wife and family, and also the Governors party, with whom he had been visiting. The Governor's party consisted of the Governor, Henry McFadyen, his wife, and his secretary, Geneva Canada. I was immensely pleased to see that Henry had fooled us and really amounted to something after all. I was also glad that! at least one of us who. had taken Mr. Smithls stenographic course had used it for some purpose. Geneva had taken the world's championship as being the most expert stenographer. ' ' While we were speaking of stenographers, Edna came in. She had with her, her husband. She came over and spoke to me, but she said she did not have time to stay. She had established a business college. She said she only came to pay her respects, and had to leave early, because Junior was sick and she did not like to leave him alone with the nurse. Edward Smith, now president of one of the oldest railroads in America, was there. He had played foot- ball for several years, having quit only because his wife begged him to. He had had both legs and an arm broken, and his wife explained to me that she was afraid that it would be his neck next time. The last guest to arrive was my old buddy, who used to be Lillian Starkey. She said that she was late because she had just received her copy of the latest issue of The J. U. 0. paper, and while reading forgot to order her husband,s dinner suit from the tailoris. Her husband was furious; but, being a surveyor, he forgave her. , . I had an enjoyable time. The only thing we could have wished for was to have had our Sponsors, Miss Wood and Professor Jennings, with us. But Prof. could not leave the White House and Miss Wood was touring Europe again-ethis time not alone, however. Upon my return to South America, I entered my work with enthusiasm after having had such a delight- ful vacation. ROBBIE NELL SEABORN. 10

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The Sirocca THE GROWING GARDEN Twelve years ago, in the early sprlng, A handful of little seeds were sown; ' They were pressed into the soft, brown earth To await until the snow was gone. And so they nestled and slept in their bed; Till each heard the Soft spring call; Then they stretched and nodded their drowsy heads, For they each had to climb the stone wall. Careful hands coaxed, sunshine shone, , Gentle rains fell on each little seed; And soon above the soft, brown earth Many heads were there for Nature to feed. Days sped by, and the green shoots grew, Till at last they were climbing the wall, While watchful eyes and tender hands guarded, And hoped that they would not fall. And the keeper did not guard in vain; For as he was walking one morning, His gentle eyes fell on the garden wall Where little bright flowers were blooming. So we, the Seniors of Donelson, With the loving care we have had, Will strive to be a help to all In making this old world glad. And now we are adrift-where shall we anchor? To what sort of port shall we sail? I prayithat God, who loves us all, , Will help us never to fail. ' GENEVA CANADA. DONELISON SCHOOL CALENDAR, 1927-28 August 31eSchool officially opened. September ZeFootball practice started. September SeLabor Day. P. T. A. started campaign to furnish classrooms. September 6wMiss Wood returned from Europe. . September BeD. N. A. A. A. S. initiated frosh boys. September 9eC. C. J. and Pioneer Literary Societies organized. September lOeDramatic Guild discussed uStunt Night. Debating Club organized. September 30eFirst football game at Gallatin. October SettStunt Night. October 10-Dramatic Guild organized. ttSenior Privileges discussed. October llettSenior Privileges granted. October 31eSenior Halloween Party. November lleInter-Class football game. Score: 6-6. November 28+Eighth Grade moved downstairs. December 1eD. N. A. A. A. S. paddled Eighth Grade boys. December QnFootball banquet. Bill Moore elected Captain. December 19-22-Examinations and tears. December 22 to January 2eChristmas vacation. January 31'to February 6-Magazine subscription contest for athletic debt. Blue team won. February 3eDramatic Guild presented three one-act plays. February lO-Pioneer Literary Society gave party. February 16-C. C. J. Literary Society gave party. February 20-21eInter-Society Basketball Tournament. T. N. T. won. March 30eMinstrel Show. Yours truly, THEODORE KERN.

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JUNIOR CLASS WAULEAN HATCHER A . . . . . . . . . President WILLIAM SMITH . . . . . . . . . . . . V . Vice President MARJORIE KING . . . . . . . . . . . Secretary and Treasurer ANDREW HENDERSON WILLIE GLEAVES CLIFFORD COVINGTON ELIZABETH REESE ALVIN EARHEART LOUISE COLLEY CLARENCE CARVER ELIZABETH HOOPER RAYMOND CLARK DOUGLAS BINKLEY NIILES REHORN CLAUDE NIOORE ELIZABETH SEAT JOHN COOK ELEANOR BROWNLEE MILDRED HARALSON