Falmouth High School - Indian Legend Yearbook (Falmouth, VA)

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DAe, Indian £eqend fo- ' i ’OMiy-tAAee - SENIOR CHARACTERISTICS Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the most dignified seniors of any year. As freshmen we were so carefree and gay, As sophomores we still carried the day; When juniors our work was hard to buck, And as seniors we know graduating isn’t just luck. Who makes up this elegant class? Pause a while and I’ll review them as they pass: This is Joseph Beagle, a promising lad— And the quietest that our class had. Who’s that blonde in the pretty blue dress? That’s Hazel Hanks—as a student, she’s one of the best. And that nice-looking boy with the black wavy hair— If it isn’t Johnny Benton, I do declare! This is Doris Posey and such a smart lass, She takes the place of first in our class. “Come on, Dynamite—shoot that goal!” That’s Nellie Skinner whom you now behold! “I got the transcription” comes the shout, That’s Ralph Chinn, without a doubt. Behold our class President—Marie Verburg, Our annual editor, too—which I’m sure you’ve heard. “Here comes the Navy, bring out the red, white, and blue.” Yes, that’s Harold Odham—some sailor for you! Another of our seniors serving Uncle Sam, Is Silas Hewitt, who certainly is grand. Here comes Leathie Mae Jett so shy and sweet, One of the best little students that you could meet. Now if you’re looking for a stenographer, let me suggest Miss Alma Burton—she’s one of the best. Maurice Barber is very remote and sort of shy, And will certainly be missed at Falmouth High. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, Charlotte Horne could sing her way to heaven. Now here comes Gloria Peregoy, a very studious girl, I’m sure she’ll obtain great things in this world. Wilmer Sullivan is a serious and mannerly lad; He comes second to none but Sir Galahad. As an orator, Clifton Burton sure can “shoot a line.” He’s polite, dresses neatly, and looks swell all the time. This is Florence Payne, a real “prima donna”; To have her as a student, we feel, is quite an honor. Beauty and brains are a rare treat; Caroline Brooks has both; she’s hard to beat. Cecil Burton is this young man’s name— Basketball playing like his is sure to lead to fame. Here is Rosann Lupton, a grand girl; As a homemaker, she’s the best in the world. Roses are red and violets are blue, Sugar is sweet and Frances Wine is, too. The little senior boy that is all the girls’ pet— Why it’s William Snellings, you can just bet! The girl whose eyes shine with that certain light from above, Oh, its Alene Patton—she’s in love. Myrtle Dickinson is so sweet. Now, boys, look— To go out with her, you have to carry a date book. NINE

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Indian £eg nd $oA ’QaAlty-tAfiea : l | I I ; Left to right: Willard Snellings—Student Manager, E. D. Wyne—School Janitor, A. C. Nicholls—Principal. This year Falmouth High School has the largest enrollment in its his¬ tory. The huge task of the general upkeep of the school depends mainly on our patron and friend, Mr. E. D. Wyne, and his sturdy student assistant, Willard Snellings. EIGHT

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— 3Kt Indian £eqetid $aA ’3x My-tPi £e Harry Brown, our colossal “Romeo”, Forever talking to the girls, as you well know. Vera Barber, we are well aware, Is a whiz when it comes to arranging hair. Katherine Patton is a right “fetching gal”, At dear old Falmouth she was everyone’s pal. Howard Ward is popular, with a complexion of peaches and cream, As far as drawing is concerned, he’s on the beam! Mary Nash always finds something to make her smile. Just keep it up—that’s what makes life worthwhile. One of the new students which “we all sho do lak”, Is John Meredith, better known as Jack. “Bounce me, mama, with a solid beat”, That’s our “Soldierette” leader, Hazel Skinner, and is she sweet. Alma Ely’s blush is as Southern as pancakes— Everyone likes her ’cause she’s got what it takes. This charming girl is Mildred Hemp, you see, Her technique as a saleswoman is a mystery to me. Frances Snellings is jolly and a swell student too, She will be remembered as the best all-’round girl we know. The tall blue-eyed boy is Elmer Carneal, He sure is nice, that we all feel. The quiet girl with eyes so blue and cheeks so rosy, That, my friends, is Katheryn Posey. It won’t be long before blue birds will sing, Pauline Atkins has a diamond ring. Adrian Hamm is quite an artist, they say. Stick to it and, who knows, you may be famous some day. Marian Williams is a friendly lass; That’s not a personality test that she couldn’t pass. If Marie Truslow’s eyes have that wicked gleam; Don’t be scared, she’s not as bad as she might seem. This is Francis Brown and he sings like a bird; When you hear him you’ll admit he’s the best you’ve heard. To dance is Dan Moore’s delight, His partners are plentiful for his methods are right. Edna Smith is the most cheerful girl that we’s seen. Her hair is more beautiful than one could ever dream. Esther Haynes has hosts of friends— The list in her autograph book never ends. Joseph Jett sure can knock a baseball far away; He’ll probably be in the leagues some day. Our lovely historian is Mabel Hanks—- Up with the highest is where she ranks. Norman Clark is going to the army, they say; It won’t be long before he’ll be home, we pray. Who’s the girl with the pretty brown eyes? Thelma Bowling, who never says “can’t” but always tries. With that, this little poem ends—- But wait before you go, my friends— If you see a girl whose hair is unruly, That, you may be sure, is yours truly. Ardena Callahan Class Poet TEN