Goldsboro High School - Gohisca Yearbook (Goldsboro, NC)

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Our Glass — Its History Doubtless, my friends, you have heard the famihar quotation, ' ' Happy is the country that has no history. Our class is a very happy one, and so it follows that we have no history. I have never before been called upon to write a history, and I am pitiably unqualified to do so, but, if my elders and betters deem it wise that I should — (ahem) attempt to follow in the famous footsteps of Macaulay, Carlyle, and H. G. Wells — far be it from me to refuse. To my mind, there has never been a class with less history than ours. I wish to say in the beginning, that unlike all our predecessors, when we entered High School in 1921, we were NOT the greenest class that ever entered dear old G. H. S. I have known many greener. We did not progress rapidly under Aliss Shaw and Mr. Shepard, our teachers, due to hard study and diligent perseverance ; we progressed rapidly because we had several snap courses, and because, by the end of the first month we had learned successfully to bluff our various ways through Science, Latin, and English. 1 ' hrough much practice, we were the school ' s champion class-cutters and chapel skippers by Christmas, and by that time, we had also progressed so rapidly in the art of bluffing that many of us could boast of reports shov ing I ' s and l+ ' s on all courses. For this, gentle reader, I think we deserve great credit. No outstanding events occurred in our Freshman year to mar the clean pages of our class history. Then, as now, we had no history. Under the guidance of Mr. Shepard and Miss Doub we continued our careers as Sophomores. By this time our fame had spread over all the school. One day our teacher was absent, and a substitute was sent for. Alas ! our fame had spread too far. The lady refused to teach us ! She said she had heard of the outrageous escapades of those unruly Sophomores (or words to that effect), and positively would not teach us. Well, such are the vicissitudes of fate ! And now I pass to our Junior Year, the most eventful of years. Miss Walker and Miss Beasley, our room teachers, shaped our destinies this year, and what a successful year it was! Due to the impassioned pleadings of our star debaters, we won the school ' s championship in debates. Our Junior IMay Daddy Long Legs, was a wonderful success, and even the Seniors admitted that our Junior-Senior banquet was all that could have been desired. At the play however, we were forced to displease one of our classmates greatly, in this way- Page Fourteen

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MARY GTBBO LTON Little Mary is oii(e| f ' tbose girls that never have much to sa} - he always greets you with ;a smile and ' ' ' er gets angry as most of us 1(). We re all fond of her. «•« Pcnina Ye- ' ndl her. Slie ' s an awfully small little blonde, hut a very dear little one. ])i ' inii a I ' axorile with all. •••• «?♦ ••♦ TULIA MIXOR D -Vltho ' Julia Minoii s ■ai ' only child and ,gets many complin ' l!5 n her ])ig hrown eyes, she is not a l)it. )nceited. She is very sym- pathetic i )-?ri1ie of troulde. We hope she will sogrT reach her goal, which is to he a model teaidier. RO ' BHRT PtPKlX YELVERTOX Inte4;j:d2ir d3el )ates, ' 24 ; Championship, ' 24 : junior r!ay, ' 2hN Secretary Class, ' 24; Re- Iliy-h cJiool Xews, ' 25; Senior poj; Pla » 25 Pla i ' Eob is the biggest tlirt in the class, hut QJ e doesn ' t spend all his time flirting. Mis )ig occupation is making friends. His natural wit and his easy ways will make him one of the hovs wliercNcr he goes. Page Thirteen

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The curtain had fahen on the last act, and the play had ended just right. The heroine rushed off the stage, and running up to the coach, she said, Oh please let ' s have another play tomorrow. We thought it was the last act that she wanted to repeat, but were unable to accommodate her. ■ During April of this year, our entire class was saddened by the sudden death of Annie Brock, one of the sweetest, most gentle, and best-loved members of our class. We have never ceased to miss her, and she will never be forgotten by her friends and classmates. Those of us who survived Geometry, Cicero, and Journalism, started, with the aid of Miss Nellie Cobb, upon the hard path of our Senior year. We made a success of a school paper, an entirely new venture in G. H. S. Under the direc- tion of ATiss Kornegay and Miss Wheeler, and also with the aid and staunch support of Miss Doub, we presented a Senior Play that was a credit to the entire school. Then, too, we took a long step forward by having an attractive Senior Memory P ook instead of the expensive Tarpitiir that other Seniors have had. In only two instances were the members of our class bound by set rules and customs. For years it has been a tradition in G, H. S. that the Seniors should give a Christmas entertainment in Chapel. Our class presented a beautiful and impressive pageant, which was enjoyed by everyone. We also followed the still older custom of having a Senior party on our graduation morning, given by Miss Nellie. l{ach member of the class and of the faculty, while lighting a candle, made a wish for the happiness and success of the Seniors. We think traditions are fine when they are like tliat. Friends, this is the end of our history, and even though we have none to speak of, our class may go down in the records as one Senior Class whTch did not have a history. We bid you farewell. t Hklkn Dortch, ' 25. Page Fifteen