Gainesville High School - Hurricane Yearbook (Gainesville, FL)

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Senior Class Prophecy Septembcr 20th, 1920: Back in Gainesville again after five yearsg how queer it seems. Everything so changed. Yesterday afternoon I saw Hattie. How glad I was to see her! At last she has realized the am- bition of her school days. She took a four years' course in domestic science and is now teaching in the G. H. S. She is just as contented as can be. When I asked her if she ever intended to get married, she said, I don't knowg I may and I may not. Scptemlwr Zlst: I was really quite pleased when Lucile called early this morning to take me for a long auto ride. She entertained me most delightfully by telling me about some of my old friends. Do you know that Florence is married? NYell, she is. You know the fellows who used to go with her-that is just the way it has been ever since-only more fellows. Yes, she finished her college course, always seas- oning it with a round of grand, good times in summer. Oh, he's all right, a dandy good fellow, so she writes. But of course she thinks he is the only man- the one Adam in her Eden. I have been reading in the Times, said I, that Belva is becoming quite popular as a singer. Yes she isf' replied Lucileg that has always been her highest ambition. For two years after we finished high school, she continued to study musicg then she be- gan her career doing Chautauqua work, but was not destined to stay there. She kept on rising, and now she holds a position that is certainly not to be despised. Some say, though, that she will give it up in a year or two, and get married. lSuch a dismal conclusion to that brilliant outlook!! But, what of yourself? I begged. Well, not much, I just took a kindergarten course, then taught a year, it was rather nice, but the next summer I answered the call of the Suffragettes and became an active, ardent member of the army, and in behalf of the cause, I have canvassed this entire state. It is a grand cause, and now I see success staring me in the face. Oh, have mercy! I cried. Please don't try to enlist me in your service. Passing a dear little school house near Micanopy, I ventured to remark how quaint it looked. That's where Ruth Dreher teaches, Lucile in- formed me. She has been teaching there four years, and her patrons say that they couldn't do without her, and as for the children, they adore her. Oh, what a good looking house! Iexclaimed as the car drew near to a large white house, set well back from the road. That is where we are going, Lucile told me. Eva lives there. As we mounted the broad steps, Eva came to meet us. What a delightful time we did have! Eva showed us over all her house. It fairly shone, and I really dis- liked trailing my dusty skirts through the immaculate home. I was just that dusty after the ride. She prat-

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ciation with Cicero, also learned much of the beauty and rhythm of poetry from the great Latin poet. In our American Literature we have studied from the nar- row Puritan Cotton Mather to the wide democracy of VValt. VVhitman. In English Literature from Beowulf to the Idylls of the King. In order to leave the heroes and great men of our country fresh in our mind, we are making a thorough study of our United States History, this our last year in high school. A few words about our mathematics. In algebra our teacher would say, You get it and don't be mere pencil pushers . NVhether such alliterative admonition helped to stimulate us to renewed effort I do not know, but we did get it. Yes, our trig. was hard, but the study of geometry, that instructive science which treats with the properties and relations of magnitudes, was made much easier when our figgers were put on the board and explained. Our class has never been especially interested in athletics of any kind, but we always took pleasure in lending a helping hand to those who were. We are all members of the Athenian Literary So- ciety and at regular intervals convivial gatherings and good-natured repartee have often tempered the per- plexities and brought joy and gladness into our school life. The teachers' pictures in this Annual are arranged in the shape of our class pin, our shield. This pin has G. H. S. written on the face in Greek letters and is bor- dered with emeralds and pearls, green and white being our class colors. Our associations, too, have been very pleasant. Both last year and this on certain days we have spent our dinner hour happily together partaking of many good things that the class members have prepared. The parties have also been very much enjoyed by all. Even our Suffragette parade afforded us much pleasure. Our class has organized the Alumni Association. NVe think our school has grown large enough to have such an organization. So ends the high school history of the Class of 1914. NVhat next? Matrimony? Perhaps. Business? Possibly. School-teaching? More than likely. Politics? Certainly. SARA DAXVKINS, Class Historian.

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tled all over her household affairs fan exciting topicl. And of how she fell in love during her second college vacation, and didn't return to school, and that she married the following autumn. I regret very much that her husband was absent, at this time, for I should have liked so much to have met him. After we left there we went nearly two miles be- fore passing another house, which happened to be Mary's home. Is she married too? I despairingly inquired. Yes, her husband's business is up North, but they manage to spend a few months down here, every winter. I understand they are most comfortably situ- ated. At present he is in Germany looking after his company's affairs, and she is accompanying him. They will visit England, Spain and France before re- turning to America. Mary couldn't miss Paris. When she was here last winter she talked continually of see- ing that most wonderful city. September 22ud: I discovered today that Josie joined the movies after a year's preparation. I always knew she would. They say her success is marvelous and her ability to change from one character to anoth- er is wonderful. All the stars are falling in love with her, and laying their hearts at her feet, but she cruelly returns them all with a smile and holds a tight rein on her own. September 23111: I saw Sara todayg she told me that she is taking a short vacation, has been nursing in an extremely desperate case. Will you believe it? She is a trained nurse, and a good one too! Sara said that Edith had quite a time, but now her common sense has gained the ascendency and she has become a lecturer, her chief subjects being, How to Avoid Men , How to Bring Up a Husband . She says she never intends to marryg but she is still quite young, and while there's life there's the inevitable hope. September 2-ltli: NVhile down town this morning I met up with Ruth Jernigan. I kept urging her to tell me all about herself, so she did. I have always wanted to be an artist, so the year after I finished school, I entered an art schoolg after four years of strenuous work, I received 1ny diploma and began work in earnest. I now have standing or- ders with some papers and magazines to furnish a cer- tain number of illustrations every month, besides this, I get enough outside work to keep me very busy. I suppose you saw Mamie while in Boston? Yes, her school was directly across the street from mine. She really had a more difficult time with her music than I did with my art. But she was cour- ageous and so very ambitious, that she kept at work and accomplished much. At present she is teaching in the same school from which she was graduated. NVell, little diary, you are just a history of my class- mates, and what has happened to them since we were Seniors in High School. I might finish you with some- thing about myself, but then as you are my dearest companion you know the worst about me anyway, so what's the use , according to john Stewart Mill. ANNA Biaxia Tiioxisox.