Fayetteville High School - La Famac Yearbook (Fayetteville, NC)

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i The History of the Class of 1930 WE all well remember that bright September day, when we with shining faces tried our best to look grown up, and turned our footsteps toward the High School. We were a haDDY and enthusiastic group of a hundred and thirty-two, but as we entered that haven of knowledge, the contemptous glances of the Sophomores and the pitying look of the rest, dampened our ardor quite a bit. Mr. MacNeel, the principal, called us together and gave us quite a little advice about walking in the straight and narrow and sent us to our tasks. We proudly chose Emma Ledbetter to lead our class and John Barlow as vice president should the need occur. Ed. Williamson was to record our many accomplishments and Walter Jones was given the honor of guarding our empty treasury. We did not want to lag behind: we did not want to be the average even, so we chose Ducamus as our motto and flinging forth our banners of blue and gold, we clambered past the first mile post and sat down to rest with a sigh of relief. II Another September brought us together again, not quite so many as before, for several had fallen by the wayside. Our footsteps were not quite so rapid this time, but more dignified, and our glances at the new freshmen were quite scornful as had been our predecessors. Those of us who had thought High School a machine through which you were passed without effort, and at the end of four years given a diploma as a matter of course, abandoned the idea and went to work. We began to think seriously about our futures and joined clubs that would help us along our particular line of work and started things going in full swing. We went about choosing our affairs seriously. Ed. Williamson was to lead us for the year with Aileen Bowles as his assistant. We thought Johnny Barlow quite capable of, both, recording our deeds and managing our capital. We kept time with our motto with Eileen Cassidy winning the scholarship medal and passed our second mile post a more dignified and enlightened group. III We entered into our third year to toil a cheerfulness thalt was surprising and ac- cepted our heavier new duties as a matter of course. Mr. Campbell had joined us as principal and affairs began running smoothly from the start. - We felt like birds just beginning to try their wings and we began to take an interest in things other than books. We gave some fine players to our football and basketball teams. We were about the same in number as the preceding year, with only three dropping out, leaving us ninety-four. To lead us safely through our Junior year, we chose Donald Armfield, so capable of the task. To aid him we named Eileen Cassidy. Dorothy Melvin we asked to be our secretary and hold our money bags. For marshals we gave Williamson as chief with Donald Armfield, John Monaghan, Andrew Motz, Seve Barden, Emma Ledibetter, Ann Gaster, Eileen Cassidy and Flora Harris, who served their positions well. We gathered in some new members and lost a few of the old, but we accomplished much, and gave the seniors a banquet that fairly turned their heads. James McLeod our flne mathematician captured the Myrdver Math medal and another honor was given our class. We passed through the storm of final examination week successfully and the third mile post loomed into view. We gave a happy shout at the final bell and rushed forth to a summer's rest and free from worries. IV Our senior year we entered with thoughtfulness with Ed. Williamson again as our president and D. T. Perry as vice president. To Rena Dupree fell the lot of secretary and to Isabel Tillinghast that of counting the dough. We all determined to work hard for the goal which seemed so enticingly near. Now we are nearing the end of our High School History, with our real History not yet begun. we are seeing a light not far distant and we all know what it is, it is the dawn of graduation, and we stand somewhat dazed at the wonder of it all. We see our happy school days gliding pastg but we have not forgotten that we have a glorious future nor have we forgotten our desire to be more than common place. So we are ready to step forth and flaunt our banners to the sky, and each follow our motto still Ducamus - LET US LEAD. PAULINE Armaaws. Nineteen

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Eighteen THOMAS LEE WI-IITAKER When things look dark and gloomy the while Thomas can always make na smile. Junction City, Kansas '27, Atlanta, Georgia '27, Mechanics' Club '28, '29, Science Club '29, '30. ELLA REE WILLIAMS A charming girl with a clever mind, With ladylike manners so refined. Linden High School '27, '28, '29, Fayetteville High School '30, EDWIN HOLT YVILLIAMSON, JR. He leads his clunva, he leads his team, And is simply just a scream. Junior Observer Staff '28, '29, Student Council '27, '28, '29, LAFAMAC Stalf '29, Orchestra '27, '28, '29, '30, Glee Club '27, '28, '29, Secretary Freshman Class '27, President Sophomore Class '28, President Senior Class '30, Doctors' Club '27, '28, Dramatic Club '27, '28, '29, '30, How to Study Club '28, Latin Club '27, '28, French Club '29, '30, Science Club '27, '28, '29, '30, Track '27, Baseball '28, '29, Football '28, '29, Captain Team '30, Basketball '29, '30, Class Football and Basketball '27, '28, Class Baseball '27, Monogram Club '29, '30, Hi-Y Club '27, '28, '29, '30, Pres- ident of Junior Hi-Y Club '28, Secretary State Eastern Hi-Y '30, Chief Marshal '29, Cotillion Club '29, Class Clown '30, Best All Round '30, Best Athlete '30, Most Popular Boy '30. JAMES H. WILSON He's a good friend well worth while, With his quick wit and ready smile. Hi-Y Club '27, '28, '29, How to Study Club '28, Latin Club '27, '28, Doctors' Club '27, '28, French Club '29, '30, Science Club '27, '28, Glee Club '27, '28, Class Football '27, '28, '29, Varsity Football '30. , ANNA WILSON WOODHOUSE An olfrliclive girl and good xport fix she, .lust as John would have her be. Latin Club '27, French Club '29, '30, Science Club '27, '29, Vice President, Biology Club '28, Class Basketball '27, '28, Varsity Basketball '29, '30, Medical Club '27, '28, Girl Reserves '28, B. V. D. Club '27, '28, '29.

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Class Prophecy IDARTED out of the little dingy store and hurried home. I tightly grasped the little bundle that was in my hands. When I reached home, I unwrapped the package and placed its contents on the table. It was an old crystal that I had bought a few minutes before. It was a dark night. The rain was beating on the window panes. Just the night for reminiscing. I would use this crystal to see what my classmates of by-gone days were doing. As I -gazed into the crystal I saw a large automobile draw up in front of a brick building, and from the car a boy and girl emerged. They went into the building and I recognized Dorothy Patterson and Garrett J ones. The former had become a noted singer and Garrett accompanied her. The building and people faded away and I was taken to a gaily lighted night club, The Golden Goose. The hostess, Pauline Andrews, in a long black lace dress was coming forward to meet two arrivals who happened to be Don Armfield and his fiancee, Aileen Bowles. A sudden glare of lights blinded me for a moment, then out into the spot light danced four girls, Edith Tolar, Mary Ellis, Dorothy Wheeler and Isabel Croom. Slowly the scenery of the night club vanished and I recognized Wall Street. Glancing into the stock exchange window I saw Charles Clark excitedly watching the ticker. Beside him was Tom Cousar who was deciding whether to end it all or take another chance. Then I was taken away to another scene of great interest. I saw a beautiful river with gondolas gliding about upon it. Stepping into one were three girls that were familiar to me and as they turned to speak to the boatman I saw Rena Dupree, Mary Crawford and Mary Peace. The boatman was William Price. Where there's Peace there's Price. I gazed intently into the crystal and suddenly huge pyramids loomed in the dis- tance. I beheld two figures flying up and down them. As they came closer I saw James McLeod chasing Earl Dunlop because the latter had stolen one of the former's wives. Earl and James each have a harem. I was then taken to one of the castles and before my eyes I saw a group of young girls with veils over their faces. In the group were Anna Woodhouse, Cleo Brown and Edith Adams. Then the Scenery changed and I was once again in America. Some kind of party was in swing and uniforms were everywhere. Of course they were C. M. T. C.'s and Margaret Rayner was their oflicial hostess. And then will you believe me I saw La Motte King, a dignified judge, and he was trying a case,-that of Williamson vs. Williamson. The former Ann Gaster was suing Ed. Williamson for a divorce. Who would have thought things would go that far. A smart dress shop came in sight. It was owned by Flora Harris and she had as her mannequins Joe Underwood and Fanny Bullard, the two inseparables. Those viewing the styles were Kindley Davis, the successful author of Getting There and Virginia Crowder, a very popular chorus girl in a road show. The Twenty