Fredericksburg High School - Rapahanoc Yearbook (Fredericksburg, VA)

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Rapahanoc T wenty-two To Mr. Link: 1. One bank full of money for next year’s Annual. 2. One Airship in which to make week-end trips to his home in New York. To the Junior Class: 1. The right to publish a monthly magazine. 2. And to the boys of the class all the offices of the class when they become Seniors. To Mrs. Link: 1. One Dictaphone to be used in her sewing room to record all scandal and gossip so the same may be published in the Senior Magazine of the next year. To Mr. M ANGER: 1. Bottle of “Oil de Brillentine de Rodolph Valentino,” guaranteed to keep the hair smooth, slick and shiny. To Mr. Steck: 1. A chemical laboratory thoroughly equipped. To M iss Rice : 1. A heart that can’t be “Broke.” 2. One horn that will aid in her blowing. To Mrs. Euliss: 1. A set of maps to be used in her science classes. To Mrs. Rice: 1. A class without Lemuel Houston. To Mrs. Williams: 1. More wall space in the Language room for pictures and statues to be placed upon. To Miss Johnson: 1. A class with William Russell present. To Mrs. Blake : 1. A time clock for students to punch on entering and leaving study hall. In testimony thereof we set our hands and seal this 25th day of May, 1922. —William Jeffries Chewning, Junior. 40

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22. Marian Weedon : A Ford—“Marion, I know you will appreciate this Ford as it was made by Henry.” 23. Jeffries Chewning: A shoe—“Here, Jeffries, is a Ninde. 24. Virginia Williams : “A bottle of Carter’s ink.” 25. Elizabeth Young: A spoon—“Elizabeth, I give you this spoon, I know you will appreciate it as it is made of Alvin silver.” 26. Alwyn Hundley: A doll—-“To you I give this little Young girl.” 27. John Ruff: A horse and buggy—“John, you are always falling out of the truck so I give you this little horse and buggy so you can come to school in safety.” The Last Will and Testament of the Class of 1922 W E, the eminent and distinguished Senior Class of 1922 being of Sound and Fearless mind do hereby will and bequeath the following to the deserving: To Mr. Birckhead: 1. One room in which to teach Biology. 2. One bottle of ink to supply the fountain pens of the pupils of the school. To Mrs. Courtney: 1. One pack of chewing gum. 39

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Class Poem i The tide of fortune has swept us, From the first grade to the last; It is like a play that’s ending, And the Seniors are the cast. The end is like a tragedy, Because we all do have to part. But our love, it is far greater, Than it was at the very start. II The scene is laid in the High School, At the dear old F. II. S. Of all the schools in this wide world, She is far dearer than the rest. Around the school is woven, The Memories of four short years, Of all our work and labor, Of all our trials and fears. Ill If only some kind Fairy, IVould just wave her magic wand, And give us hack our Senior Year, Of which we are so very fond. Life is real and we must take. Just what is lotted out to us, If its a great or humble task, Without a single word nr fuss. IF The first act was on Main Street, In that old historic hotel, In which our fondest memories, To us do of time seem to dwell. As Freshmen then we alt did say. Although we are the “Baby” class, We’ll right up to victory, And win our spurs at last. 41