Fairfield High School - Crucible Yearbook (Fairfield, AL)

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•The CRUCIBLE 192 6 Senior wlass ;pocm I wandered away From the “gang today— To think, with a sigh Of the years just gone by. lust four years— gain they all appear Then, as a vision they seemed. .Vow, as a realization of dreams. For ve re near to graduation All thrills with anticipation, For what may not the future hold? And we're a step nearer our goal. We’ve studied and we've fought. ()ur teams much glory have brought— But we’d all fight battles untold. For our Purple and our Gold. Vow we'll all wander away— Till we come to that new day, And we all leave, with a sigh. You—Dear Old Fairfield High. Bill Whitson. Class Poe! Twentymo

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■The CRUCIBLE 192 6 Senior Class Jpropbec? When they told me I must prophesy I wondered wlmt to do. Kor I am not a prophet ny more than one of you. For day and days I wondered— Passed many a sleepless night. While my mind roamed in murky depths Or soared the shakey heights. One night as 1 lay sleepless Mourning o’er my fate. A slowly shambling figure Paused before my gate. It paused and seemed to ponder Then started to pass on. A sudden Hash of lightning Showed the little elf had gone. Hut what was that before me A gleaming crystal ball. Laid on a purple mantle A ball and that was all. Though I was l adly frightened I gazed into the glass, And there to my amazement I beheld a comely lass. Why it was Margaret Hartman Dressed to Ik- a bride. Her classmate Burns McLendon Stood proudly by her side. Indeed this was quite odd But more odd yet to me. The preacher at the nuptials Was my old friend James Lee. Dimly to my vision Rose the face of every guest. But one of them was plainer More familiar than the rest. It was dear old James I lardy But now a man of power. Still he hadn't lost his failure For he munched a candy bar. The scene in the crystal shadowed And shifted to new sights. Willie Lee Mayes on a soap ho Was asserting woman’s rights. A girl lloatcd into the picture I'd never mistake that grin, But she had wandered far from home Louise was a Paris Mannequin. Roderick Southall the modest We always termed him meek. Dashed madly by on a camel A Hollywood Arab Sheik . lie stopped bci rc » Bedouin tent Where Miss Lindsay strolled proudly out. And Ben Lively the hard-boiled director Sternly ordered them both about. Kd. Syx was down in New Orleans Serving a dainty dish. He drove through every alley Shouting loudly tish! fish! fish! Hazel Drummond was a nurse In a great big baby fold. Where she taught them all her baby talk And guarded them from cold. B. C. House our student Never broke the Golden Rule. He wore great horn-rimmed glasses And profited in a medical school. It was circus day in Boston A big day for the town. Barnes short-changed the audience And Whitson was a clown. Ttrrmly-foUr