Greenville High School - Tau Yearbook (Greenville, NC)

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May 27, 1938 i GREEN LIGHTS Pa.r e Nine Marjorie Sugg Tom Sivain Allen Taylor Hellen Taylor Annie Ruth Tucker Walter Tucker Steven Walters Mat tie Lee Ward Edgar Warren Jack Warren Jimmy Wells Lula Mae Whitehurst James Whitfield Atlas Wooten Norman Wilkersori

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Page Eight GREEN LIGHTS May 27, 1938 Charlotte Perkins Hubert Roberts Nancy Roberts Virginia Roberts Mildred Rogers Jane Rowlette Thornton Ryan Daniel Saieed Jerry Sanders Emmy Lou Scales DuBose Simpson Tom Skinner Catheriyie Smith James Smith Leyia Mae Smith Marie Smith M. S. Smith Nina Smith Joe Stat on Dorothy Stokes

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Page Ten GREEN LIGHTS May 27, 1938 Senior CI a I Nineteen-hundred thirty-eight has been a memorable year in Greenville High School in many ways, but one of the outstanding features is graduation of the largest class in the history of the school. This group of one-, hundred and seventeen will leave one of the most enviable records ever established by a class. The largest from its freshman year, o ne hundred and forty-six members started out together. To guide their first efforts, the group chose Joe Staton as president and Doris Duval as secretary-treasurer. No important things were accomplished in these beginning years. It was as Juniors that this group started their splen- did record. Joe Staton was again chosen as president; Baxter Clark was elected vice-president; Jane Rowlette, treasurer and Marjorie Sugg, secretary. Under the guidance of these officers the 1938 graduates began to prove their ability as a class, for they gave their superiors a Junior-Senior banquet which will long be remembered. Selected as marshals for their scholastic achievements, Louis Mayo, Helen Taylor, Elizabeth Meadows, Mary s s History Agnes Deal, Allen Taylor, Earle Hellen, Thornton Ryan. Helen But;ner, Frances Clark and Baxter Clark served as ushers at all school functions during their junior year. Seniors throughout this year have been leaders in all activities. Athletic teams have numbered many of this year ' s graduates on their squads. Journalism would have failed to achieve its high honors without the help of tireles- seniors who never believed in quitting. Stu- dent government found much of its inspiration from this year ' s cla. ' ' S. A capable group of leaders has directed the work of the class. James Whitfield was chosen president for this final year; while Jane Rowlette and Mary Agnes Deal were selected as vice-president and secretary. Scholarship was not neglected in the rush of activities, for one-third of the members ranked in the upper level of grades. As ih.eir final official activity, the senior play was presented and pronounced a decided success. Class P r We are happy now, here at Alcatraz, for it is a heaven in comparison to G. H. S., the place from which we escaped some fifteen years ago. Our only solace is Baxter Clark, who is serving time for mistreating his wife, Doris Duval, and their children. When we first escaped ' from G. H. S, we hitch-hiked a ride with James Whitfield and Jean Gaskins, who had been married three days before in Florida by Rev. Frederick Carrico. They were on their way to Brooklyn to visit James ' former sweetheart, Mimi. On our arrival in New York, Mayor R. 0. Everett welcomed us and showed us the town. One of the high spots was Tom Skinner ' s Spicy Night Club, where we found Elizabeth Meadows, Helen Taylor and Annie Ruth Tucker working as hat-check girls. The head waiter, Francis Oakley, ushered us to a table just across the floor from the world ' s most beloved lovers, Emmy Lou Scales and Norman Wilkerson. After we ' d given our order for champagne, our eyes naturally turned toward the floor show. Right there before our eyes was the dazzling figure of Ruby Grant doing ner famous dance number. Hearing a terrific noise, we looked up to see the bouncer, Bobbie Hollar, throwing Hubert Roberts out by the seat of the pants. As soon as things had calmed down, along came the cigarette girls; one of whom was Nina Smith. Imagine our surprise when the club was raided by Detectives Clifton Evans and Ashley Corbin, who rushed us out with scant ceremony to a patrol car driven by Thornton Speed Ryan. We were taken to a night court, presided over by Judge Bert Darden, and there saw the famous gangster Two-Gun Atlas Wooten who was in court for just having bumped off his moll, Helen Butner. Our trip to court was played up in the New York Extra, a paper published by Allen Taylor and Earle Hellen. We did not have to tarry in jail long for our stand-by, Edgar Ca se, came and bailed us out. We spent the rest of that hectic night in the Norman Coward Hotel. Norman suggested the next day that we invite to lunch our old friends, Tom Parrish, C. B. Allen and Dallas Peele. They rushed away as soon as they had eaten because they had tickets to a ball game at Staton Field. We trailed along and got a great thrill when Ford McGowan knocked a home run. That night we dined and danced at the Warren Brothers Casino, but we had to rpsh on to Madison Square Garden in time for the main bout of a feature boxing match in which Tommy Swain knock- ed out Howard Hodges in the first round. The following day we decided to get down to business and made plans to rob the Harrington Bank of which Tracy Jordan was president and Mary Horne cashier. We pulled the job easily with the help of Elmer and Virginia Cox, Alice Leigh Blow and Leslie Babcock. These last o p h e c y two weren ' t much help to us for they had just got married. The job called forth iSO much comment in the papers that we had to go to the Helen Bunch Beauty Salon and have our faces lifted by Mildred Rogers, Virginia Allen and Edna Cannrn. Captain Frank Briley, of the Queen Mary, wired us at 6:30 that they were sailing at 6:45, so we hop- ped a taxi and rushed to the dock. Passing through the park, we saw Charles Futrell ana Adline Barnhill pitch- ing a little woo. In the fishing district, we saw Myra Blount and Charles Clark returning from pulling in their daily bread. As we were boarding the ship, we heard somebody yelling, so we looked around to see Frances and M. S Smit h and their little dears waving us a sad farewell. On arriving at our staterooms, we found Elizabeth Gates was to be ovY stewardess. Just then there was a knock at the door; we opened it to find Norman Fleming with a note from th;it slow leak, Dubose Simpson, saying that he and Jerry Sanders were on their honeymoon and would be very honored to have us dine with them. At eight we were seated in the dining salon, listening to the music of Bostic ' s Band, whose slogan was, Sing and Grin with little Q uinn. Their beautiful torch singer, Mabel Edwards, added to the spirit of the occasion with her vivacity. During the evening Captain Briley brought Count Brinkerhoff to our table, and who should the count prove to be but Beverly Joyner. It was then that we planned to defraud the handsome millionaire playboy, John Marvin Elks. Dot S. was to take him out in the moonlight and wrench a proposal from him while the dirty worker, Walt Tucker, was to perform the illegal ceremony. Before we could carry out our plans, Cather- ine Smith threw John to the sharks in a jealous rage. That night we rifled the papers of the ivory king, Howard Harris, and stole the only map to the Elephant ' s grave- yard. Since we were cruising down the Eastern seaboard we left the boat secretly, hired Wahoo Charles Horne, who chanced to be passing, and started out for South Africa. After wandering around for two years we finally got to Hawnii. There on Waikiki Beach, we found Lula Mae and LaRue doing the hula hula while Daniel Saieed, famous football player, looked on. Feeling hungry, we purchased sandwiches from a lunch stand operated by Willie Dell House. She waited on us between smooches from her two sailor friends. Jack Moye and Louis Mayo. Thus fortified we were set on our course by the life guards, Charles Briley and Graham Allen. Arriving in South Africa five years later, we hired a rich young Gay- lord as our guide. Making our way toward the ivory we saw Tarzan ' s (Continued on page fifteen)