Franklin High School - Laurel Leaf Yearbook (Franklin, NC)

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THE LAUREL LEAF last Wll att Ui ' strtmrnt itf thr Class uf State of North Carolina, Covin ' y of Macon, Franklin High School. We, the class of 1926 of Franklin High School, being in a sane state of mind, and realizing that our days are numbered, do hereby deciare this our last will and testa¬ ment : I, Kate Baird, do hereby will and bequeath my beauty to Kathleen Conley, trusting that she may use it to advantage. I, Selma Young, do hereby will and bequeath my ability in mastering Senior Eng¬ lish to Elizabeth Smith. I, Reuben Roland, do hereby will and bequeath my art of love-making to Orron Holland. 1. Anna Laura Shields, entrust my beautiful hands to Elizabeth Anderson, hoping that she will appreciate them more than I have. I, Eanny Mae Reece, regretfully leave my fellows to my sister, Kate. I, Stephen Frazier, bequeath my quiet disposition to James Porter with the desire that he carry on. I, Alice Cunningham, bequeath my avoirdupois ' o Katherine Porter. I, Faye Robinson, leave my place on the front seat of a Red Bird Overland to my sister, Gay. I, Lilyan Patton, bequeath my knowledge in the art of flirting to Maude Burleson. I, Lester Henderson, do hereby bequeath my Senior privileges to Tom McCollum hoping that he may discover them, as 1 have not. I, Amy Henderson, gladly leave my glasses to Ruby McCoy. I, Coretta Talley, do hereby will and bequeath my love for the study of Physics to anyone who is in need of it. I, Grace Wilkes, do hereby will and bequeath my clear ringing voice to Mftttie Pearl Cunningham. I, Charlie Conley, do hereby leave my skill in riding to Alex Stewart, wishing him many long, happy journeys on horseback. I, Leota McCracken, bequeath my long hair to Ina Henry. I, Eva Smith, do hereby will and bequeath my slender figure to Margie Gray. 1, Marie Gibson, bequeath my means of conveyance from, and to the school house at noon, to anyone who wants it. I, Bonnie Berry, do hereby wiil and bequeath my curly hair to John Arrendale. I, Ella Jones, do leave my place in the restaurant to Clara Shope, with the warn¬ ing not to eat too many pies. rage Twenty-two

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THE LAUREL LEAF 3 istimt uf the Class at ' 2tx Early in September 1922, Prof. W. H. Crawford guided his flock of about thirty Freshmen through the entrance of their High School career. After many ups and downs, change of teachers, battles with higher arithmetic, and an epidemic of flu, most of us became Sophomores. How important we did feel! But we were soon humbled, for Mr. Measles came along and knocked us flat. You can’t keep a working man down though, and our spirits were soon soaring high in the political campaign, in which we went “whole hog” for the People’s Party,” only to be brought down by the death of our dea r little teacher’s mother. But Miss Gallman returned to row us over the Latin River into J uniordom. Oh, how Mr. Richards blushed when he saw what a silly looking bunch he had to contend with! It’s no wonder that Miss Mahaffey, who was usually so good-natured made us memorize the Gettysburg Address backward, for our backs must have looked even worse than our faces on April Fool’s Day. We almost coughed our heads off be¬ fore the Junior-Senior reception given at the home of our charming sponsor, Miss Margaret Rogers. But somehow we managed to become Seniors. In ’25 a new principal, Prof. A. L. Bramlett, with a new faculty and regulations greeted us. We lost our English teacher and sponsor after Thanksgiving, much to our dismay. But Mrs. Sam L. Franks, who iust seemed to belong to us anyway, re¬ lieved us of our anx ' ety by coming to us after Christmas. We really should have had a half holiday, at least, when we finished Burke’s Speech on Conciliation, but no such luck came our way. Mumps did not quite “get our goats,” although we had a sweet time for a while. Parties and dinners brightened things up quite a bit, and at the end of the year we unanimously proclaimed our four years at F. H. S. a period to be re¬ membered throughout all coming time. If our diplomas could have uttered sound, there would probably have been a great groaning as we squeezed them almost in two, for fear they would leap away from us after all our struggles for them. No matter what the future may hold in store for us we doubt if any thrill could equal this last one at F. H. S. MARY LOIS FERGUSON. -’age Twenty-cne

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THE LAUREL LEAF I, Betty Sloan, willingly leave my neck to Clyde Berry; to Grace McClure I leave my ability of accomplishing everything I undertake. I, Frances Paul, do hereby leave my sweet disposition to Hazel Penland. I, Elmer Roten, do hereby will and bequeath my attraction for the ladies to Jack Sherrill. I, Laura Jacobs, bequeath my dignity to Dorothy Stewart. I, Beatrice Mozeiy, leave my smile to Lucy Cabe, hoping that it will bring her many friends. I, Lois Ferguson, do hereby will and bequeath my love of school work to Nancy Justice. I, William McGuire, do hereby will and bequeath my oratorical ability to Lake Ledford. I, Ora Sue Hunnicutt, leave my profession of vamping to Freda Siler. 1, Nat Phillips, leave my ability to play baseball to Rogers Sutton. I, Lovicia Justice, do hereby will and bequeath to Margaret Cunningham my own style of combing my hair; also my wit. I, Fred Cunningham, do hereby wi.l and bequeath my place in study hall to anyone whom Miss Mozeiy chooses. I, Tim Crawford, bequeath my ability to pronounce French to Elizabeth Cunning¬ ham. I, Glenn Ray, leave my good looks and school-girl complexion to George Carpenter with the advice that he use Octagon soap on all occasions. I, Elizabeth Barnard, bequeath my beautiful hair to Susan McClure. I, Bill Higdon, do hereby will and bequeath my old boots to Thomas Johnston trusting that he will make as much noise as 1 have. To our audience here this evening, we bequeath our congratulations on the fact that they have had the good fortune to be present at the class day exercises of the great class of ’26. The memory of this evening will be something for everyone to hand down to posterity. In the years to come, it will be a mark of distinction for anyone to be able to say that he was a member of the audience at these exercises. ELIZABETH BARNARD. Page Twenty-three