Grifton High School - Griftonian Yearbook (Grifton, NC)

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clean up the Home Ec . room without any soap. Miss Mariner, the teacher, told her to use elbow grease. She nearly wore herself out looking for it. Another gala occasion was when we, Sophomores, honored the Seniors with a feast fit for a king (hot dogs) . We had but few minor mishaps -- tea turned over, sand in hot dogs, ashes in onions, and footprints in the mustard. The night before school adjourned, another weiner roast was gTeatly enjoyed. Again were on the rampage a.nd this time ? ith the Juniorsi. Hurrah. Vacation again! When the trumpets sounded and the curtains open ed, we, as Juniors shoved off into another color- ful year under the leadership of sturdy but stern Mrs. K. Brown. Things went well at the beginning of this year until a fev f of our dear members — John L. Causey, Mutt Fleming, and Dot Sugg — began to dream (outloud) of a V hite Christmas”. They were soon awakened by a member of the iron rule (Miss Josephine Essey) . Members of our class began to drop out. Ellis Sumrell stopped school and went in business with his rich uncle (Sam) . John L. Causey and Laura Price forsook the ole Alma Mata and Moved away. In February ¥ e presented an original two act dra.ma. It was ably directed by Bert Ives. Liza Jane, Miriam Mumford, remembers well when her cdt ran away and how she had to run off stage and get him. Mutt was a regular oesspool; and Hope Wethington, Sot ougg, and Marie Manning were about the prissiest old ladies you’ve ever seen. Bert Ives, the butler, could iiciv G po-SSGd for 3.nybody s JGn— n— n— kins . Now as we near the end of our junior year, ■we are looking forward to becoming Seniors and know that there will be much in store for us next year.