Fairfield High School - Crucible Yearbook (Fairfield, AL)

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Class Prophecy The funniest thing happened to me this morning and since it concerns you. my classmates, the president has allowed me to take a few minutes on the program this evening to tell you about it. I’ve lx-eu very much worried since the day 1 was elected class prophet, for I had no idea how to begin a prophecy for a class as noble and famous as ours, and I had always believed that it took a true prophet to read the future. Well, I had it to do and there I was. You’ve all heard of mental telepathy. I'm sure. Well. I had too, and 1 thought it so much talk, but from now on don't try to convince me that mental telepathy is not true. It certainly saved my life, mv reputation, my honor, and my diploma. My mother waked me this morning with a special delivery letter. I was so excited I could hardly tear the envelope open and whom do you think it was from? It was from Isabelle Sellers, the famous Editor-in-Chief of the “Crucible in 1929. I’m sure you all remember her. Instead of telling you about it. I'll just read the letter to you. Birmingham, Alabama, May 2d. 1930. Dear Marjorie: I guess you’ll lx rather surprised to hear from me. Isabelle, especially in this manner but I’ve been thinking about you and your class until I've really dreamed the most vivid dreams about them and I can’t help feeling that my dreams will come true, because I told them before breakfast. In my first big dream I went to the famous post-season footl alI game at Kose Bowl, in California. You can imagine how thrilled 1 was when I read that All ert Bullock and his wife were staying in the same hotel I was and that Albert was coaching the team favored to win. 1 decided to send up my card with a greeting for Albert and a request that he allow me to meet the lucky lady. Who should she lx1 but our own Billy Sims. It seemed that a party had come out for the game and I found them all in Albert and Billy’s suite. I was so glad to see Dr. Charles Donald and .Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Glasgow (Kathleen Kelly). They seemed to be having such a good time. I really envied them. When I waked to find all this a dream I decided to write it down. Something just told me to do it and I’m glad 1 did for I dreamed about your class every night for two or three weeks. The next night I seemed to be in an immense theater in New York waiting for the curtain to rise on “The Follies of 1940. While reading over the list of the follies girls on the program, it seemed that 1 read the names of Sue Beth N’ixon, Chloe Phillips, Elsie Spearman. Ellen Turner, and Pauline Baker as “Ladies of the Ensemble. In my next dream I heard a rumor that Katherine Williams was a great modiste and in the future would visit only Paris for her dress creations. For the past year she has set the styles for women’s dresses in America. Did I just dream that John llenrv Gardener and Margaret Sturgess had

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Id THE CRUCIBLE. Class History In the year of 1926 wc. the memtars of the graduating class, came into the Fair field High School. We felt important, but our upper classmen soon changed our minds. Wc learned we were only a load of raw ore ready for the Melting Hot and the Pot was all prepared for us. T he first year we were poured into the Melting Pot with mathematics, history, science. English, and Latin. After being melted and mixed with these ingredients we were poured out as Sophomore ingots. During the Sophomore year we had more mathematics, history, English and other ingredients rolled into us. W e were then rolled into the Junior year. For another year we were squeezed and mashed into shajK . Wc had many flaws and had to Ik rolled day and night. We were ready for the Senior Class by the end of the third year. The fourth year we were all sent to Miss Lee’s finishing mill to Ik trimmed and straightened. We have had all the Mathematics. English, History, I atin, French, and Science that we can have. Miss Lee is bumping, shearing, and straightening us into finished rails ready for shipment out into the markets of society. We are soon to Ik a finished product. All we need now is the stamp of our instructor's approval. T11URSTON S PEA K M A N.

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wiiuia THE CRUCIBLE married and established a correspondence school, giving courses only on, “How to be the life of the party ' or did it really happen? I suppose that my dreaming that John and W ilia Whatley had won a joint talking Marathon race in Knsley was caused by my dreaming, the night before, that Louise Gwillim, Marie Tidwell, Elizabeth Hartman, and Elizabeth Phillips were officials in the Knsley Business College. How arc Mrs. Archibald Williamson and Mrs. George Rutledge—or as we remember them, Margaret Caldwell and Mary Lilia Straiton? What a strange dream that was. The next night I dreamed that I visited a l eauty parlor famous for its large clientele and found Geraldine Hawkins, Helen Phillips, Frances Glasgow, and Louise Collins in charge of it. I certainly felt at home to say the least. The next night I dreamed that I was in Hollywood, California. I visited the First National Film Company and found Mvrna Andrews, Sarah Lee Sanders, Ruth Mounter, and Thelma Brooks playing in the orchestra for the talkies. When I dreamed that I read in the American Who’s Who for 1940, that so many of our friends were famous, I was certainly thrilled. I thought that Ernest Freeman’s poems were bringing him fame and that he was in partnership with Thurston Spearman, who paints on canvass the stories of Ernest’s poems. Then I dreamed that Richard Walker was Superintendent of the T. C. I. Hospital. ( His sunny disposition would take illness from anyone.) Fred Fry was elected president of the American Association of Chemists, and he had granted to James Phillips the contract to draw the plans for the new chemistry building in Washington. 1). C. The next night I seemed to picture three policemen bringing before Judge Raymond Boartfield, three people: Johnnie Shaw, Mary Merrill, and I-awrcnce Sides for breaking the speed law. 'They were fined $25 for not driving fast enough. Well, I suppose this all sounds funny to you. it did to me too. but I thought you might be interested, especially since you were class prophet. Give the rest of your class my regards and write to me when you find time. Sincerely. Isabelle Sellers. Marjorie Taylor, ’30.