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

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Float of North Carolina From the FAYETTEVILLE OBSERVIER, November 28, 1889 The float symbolizing the Old North State Forever! was unsurpassed in elaborate conception and artistic design-an ornate canopy with exquisite draping of crystallized moss:-that loveliest of natures creations, which en- wraps in its lleecy folds the Cape Fears over-arching foliage, and woos with fairy swaying arms the perfume-laden breeze. Beautifully interwoven boughs of the majestic magnolia, encased in translucent rosin lle piece cle resistance of the Tar Heels offerings to the commercial worlcll, formed part of the ornamentation, while appropriate lettering of the same material was suspended from either side. A Horn of Plenty, woven of cotton, poured forth its treas- ures of fruits, pumpkins, potatoes, peanuts, etc., at the feet of Miss Maggie Pemberton, whose graceful head was crowned with thirteen stars in coronet, while she bore in hand the Governors flag. North Carolinas Centennial offered nothing throughout its imposing ceremonies which more inspired the pride and evoked the admiration of her sons than her beautiful representation in the pageant of Friday. From the FAYETTEVILLE OBSERVER, November 22, 1959 North Carolina presented the baptism of Virginia Dare, the first white child born in America. The float was a portrayal of the oil painting by Steen which hangs in the Hall of History in Raleigh. The costumes were the original Lost Colony costumes. The characters were: Priest, Norwood Tillinghastg baby, Red Cross doll, Governor Wfhite. C. XVallace Jackson, Eleanor Dare, Peggy Mooreg lady-in-waiting, Lucy Gliverg Ananias Dare, John Monoghang chair boy, Hope hlaclqsong Indian, Donald Rosenberg. fm

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