Hartsville High School - Retrospect Yearbook (Hartsville, SC)

Text from Pages 1 - 44 of the 1927 volume:

The Megaphone Special Souvenir Number EDITED BY The Class of 1927 H ARTSVILLE HIGH SCHOOL HARTSVILLE, SOUTH CAROLINA DEDICATION To Mr. J. H. Tkornwell, our beloved Superintendent, whose unceasing thoughtfulness, unfailing sympathy, and wise guidance, has been with us for many years, we respectfully and cordially dedicate this the first special souvenir issue of THE MEGAPHONE THE STAFF Eleanor Earle McKinnon.............................Editor-in-Chief James Lide Jordan, Jr..............................Associate Editor Charles Funderburk .............. .................Business Manager Miss Helen Baker...................................Faculty Advisor WILHELMINA BLAIR ABBOTT Literary Society ’23- 24; Vice-President ’25; Orchestra ’23-’24-’25; Secretary Orchestra ’25; President Democratic Cluo ’25; Glee Club ’24-’25-’26-’27; Secretary Glee Club ’26; Treasurer ’27; Cheer Leader ’26; Expression Medal ’25; District Expression Contest ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’27; Guest Committee Home Room Club ’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’27. AYA MAY BILLINGSLEY Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Leader of Orchestra ’24-’25, ’26-’27; Track Team ’25-’26-’27; Basketball ’25-’26-’27; Carrollum Forum ’26 - ’27; Davisonian Democratic Club ’27; Home Room Club “Look-out Committee’’ Home Room ’27; Modern Arts Club ’27. LESTER JEROME BLACKWELL Literary Society ’22-23, ’23-24; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Declaimer ’25-’26; Democratic Club ’24-’25; Orchestra ’23-’24-’25. CHARLES FUNDERBURK Business Manager Retrospect ’27; Business Manager Megaphone ’26; Glee Club '26-’27; President Democratic Club ’26; President Orchestra ’26-’27; Orchestra ’23-’24, ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’23-’24, ’24-’25; Class Lawyer ’27. MIRIAM GANDY Literary Society ’23-’24, ’24-’25; Carrol-lum Forum ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club, Program Committee ’26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; Class Prophet ’26-'27; French Contests ’26-’27. CAROLINE LEE GILLESPIE Literary Society ’23-’24; Student Council 24-,25; Megaphone Staff ’24-’25; Retrospect Staff ’24-’25; Glee Club ’24-’25; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Democratic Club ’25-’26, 26-’27; Carrol-lum Forum '25-’26, ’2G-’27; Expression Contest ’25- 26; English Contest ’25-’26; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Manager Basketball Team ’26-’27; Debating Team ’26-’27; Senior Play; Charter Member Local Chapter National Honor Society. RUPERT HARDEN Democratic Club ’27. SUSAN GARNETT HICKS Editor-in-Chief of “The Megaphone” ’26-’27; Vice-President Orchestra ’26-’27; Vice-President Home Room ’26-’27; President Democratic Club ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Vice-President Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Carrollum Forum 25-’26, ’26-’27; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’23-’24, ’24-’25; Orchestra ’24-’25, ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; English Contest ’25-’26; Charter Member Local Chapter National Honor Society. MARGARET HOOVER Modern Arts Club ’27; Home Room Club ’27; Poster Committee Home Room Club ’27; Librarian ’27. SARA OLIVIA HOWLE Secretary Democratic Club ’26-’27; Secretary Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Cup Winner in Current Events Contest '26-’27; Class Poet ’26-’27; Bulletin Com mittee Home Room Club ’27; State French Contest ’26-’27; Charter Member National Honor Society. JAMES LIDE JORDAN, JR. Basketball ’26-’27; Captain Basketball Team ’26-’27; Manager Football Team ’26-’27; Vice-President Student Council ’26-’27. ’27; Presentation Speech Commencement dorothy McDonald Second Honor Student Class of ’27; Orchestra ’26-’27; Retrospect Staff ’26-’27; Student Council ’26-’27; Secretary Student Council ’27; President Wilsonian Democratic Club ’27; Carrollum Forum ’27, Home Room Club ’27; Business Manager Track Team ’27; Class Historian ’25, ’26, ’27; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’2-1, ’25; Charter Member Local Chapter National Honor Society. MARGARET ELIZABETH McDONALD Orin F. Crow Literary Society 24-’25; Carrollum Forum ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’26-’27; Bulletin Board Committee Homo Room Club ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; English Contest ’25-'26; French Contest ’26-’27. ELEANOR EARLE McKINNON Literary Society ’23-’25; Student Council ’23-’24; Megaphone Staff ’23-’24; Commencement Expression Contest ’25-’26; Assistant Business Manager Retrospect ’25-’27; Winner U. D. C. Contest ’27; Secretary Carrallum Forum ’26-’27; Secretary Orchestra ’26-’27; Secretary Home Room Club ’27; Secretary Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Secretary Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27; Latin Contest ’27; State Debate ’27; English Contest ’27; Senior Play ’27; Charter Member National Honor Society ’27. C. T. MILLER, JR. Track Team ’25, ’26; Football Team ’25-’26; Glee Club ’26, ’27; Democratic Club 26-’27; Orin W. Crow Literary Society ’24. MARGUERITE LEE MILLER Literary Society ’23-’24; Glee Club ’24-’25; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Democratic Club ’25-’26; Carrollum Forum ’25-’26; State English Contest ’25-’26; Megaphone Staff ’25-’26; Glee Club ’25-’26; Democratic Club ’26-’27; Vice-President Carrollum Forum ’26-’27; Glee Club 26-’27; Home Room Club ’27; Chairman Poster Committee Home Room Club ’27; Student Council ’26-’27; Latin Contest ’26-’27; Charter Member Local Chapter National Honor Society. MILDRED KATHERINE MILLER Orin F. Crow Literary Society; Megaphone Staff ’25-’26; Literary Editor Megaphone ’27; Editor-in-Chief Retrospect ’27; Carrollum Forum; State Debate '26; English Contest ’27; Medalist in Declamation Commencement 26; Vice-President Glee Club '27; Democratic Club ’26-’27; Valedictorian. RACHEL MILLER Literary Society ’24-’25; Carrollum Forum ’26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’27; Home Room Club ’27; Poster Committee Home Room Club ’72; Collectors’ Club ’27; Debating Team, making Hartsville High School Team the Best Negative Team in the State ’27; Secretary Senior Class; English Contest ’26; Latin Contest ’27. CATHERINE MORGAN Literary Society ’24- 25; Latin Club 25-’26, ’26-’27; Basketball Team ’25-’26; ’26-’27; Track Team ’25-’26, ’26-27; Home Room Club ’27; Look-out Committee ’26-’27; President Modern Arts Club 26- 27; Vice-President Senior Class ’26-’27; Ath-lectic Editor Retrospect ’26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26- 27. SARA PARROTT James H. Thornwell Literary Society ’24-’27; Basketball Team ’24-’27; Captain Basketball ’26-’27; Track Team ’24-’27; Expression Contest ’24-27; Davisonian Democratic Club ’26- 27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’27; Bulletin Board Committee Home Room ’27. LYNDAL PERRY Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26 - ’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Carrollum Forum ‘26-’27; Home Room Club ’26-’27; Clean-Up Committee Home Room Club ’26-’27. LESLIE WALLACE RHODES Literary Society ’23-’24, ’24-’25; Collectors’ Club ’27; Baseball Team ’24-’25, ’26-‘27; Track Team ’27; Democratic Club ’27. PENELOPE RHODES Literary Society ’23-’24-’25; Carrollum Forum ’25-’26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; Basketball Squad ’26 - ’27; Davisonian Democratic Club '26-’27; Home Room Club ’26-’27; Bulletin Board Committee Home Room Club ’26-’27. ANNIE RUTH SEYMOUR Literary Society ’23-’24; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Music Memory-Contest ’25-’26; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27, Home Room Club ’27; Clean-Up Committee Home Room Club ’27; Carrollum Forum ’26-’27. MARY ELIZABETH STEWART Latin Club ’25-’26; Democratic Club 25- 26; Modern Arts Club 26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’27; Look-out Committee Home Room Club ’27; Carrol-lum Forum ’26-’27. VIVIAN ELIZABETH WALLACE Orin F. Crow Literary Society '23, ’24, ’25; Carrollum Forum ’25, ’26, ’27; Democratic Club ’25, ’26; Modern Arts Club ’26, ’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27, Collectors Club ’26-’27; State Contest m Latin ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’26- 27; Look-out Committee Home Room Club 26-’27. FLORA EVA WALTERS Modern Arts Club ’27; Junior Orchestra ’27; Collectors’ Club ’27 ; Home Room Club ’27; Look-out Committee Home Ro m Club 27. LILLIE WATFORD Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; English Contest ’27; Home Room Club 27; Librarian ’27; Clean-Up Committee Home Room Club ’27. JOAB WATSON Democratic Club ’27. OTTO E. WILKERSON Football ’24, ’25, ’26; Democratic Club ’26; James H. Thornwell Literary Society ’23, ’24, ’25. OPAL POWELL Home Room Club ’26-’27; Glee Club ’26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27. FLORENCE ELLIOTT Home Room Club ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27; Democratic Club ’26-’27. LEVER EDWARDS Literary Society 21, ’22, ’23; Democratic Club ’26-’27. TOM HAM Literary Society '22, ’23; Democratic Club ’26-’27. PINCKNEY A. KING President Senior Class ’26-’27; Student Council ’25-’26, ’26-’27; Football ’24, ’25, ’26; Orchestra ’23, 24, ’25, ’26; President Orchestra ’23-’2i; Track Team ’27; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’22-’23, 23-’24, ’24-’25; Man- ager Basketball Team ’27; Manager Baseball Team ’27; President Studenc Council ’26-’27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27. OLIVE KIRVEN Literary Society 21, ’22, ’23. WILLIAM HARTRIDGE MILLER, JR. Literary Society ’23-’24, 25-’26; Orchestra ’23-’24; Basketball Squad ’25; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27; Retrospect Staff ’26-’27; Track Team ’27. HARRY OATES 1925- 26 Varsity Football, Basketball, Baseball and Track Teams; Member Democratic Club; 1926-’27 Varsity Football, Basketball, Baseball Teams; President Democratic Club. KATHRYNE POWE Literary Society 23-’24; Orin F. Crow Literary Society ’24-’25; Basketball ’24-’25; Captain Basketball ’25- 26; Basketball ’26-’27; Democratic Club ’25-’26; Modern Arts Club 26-’27; Collectors’ Club ’26- 27; Wilsonian Democratic Club ’26-’27; Home Room CIud ’27; Guest Committee Home Room Club ’26-’27; English Contest ’25-’26. EDITH RENFROW Orin F. Crow Literary Society '24-’25; Democratic Club ’25; Carrollum Formum ’26-’27; Home Room Club ’26-’27; Guest Committee Home Room Club ’26-’27; Modern Arts Club ’26-’27. SENIOR STATISTICS BEST ALL ROUND Boys Votes Girls Harry Oates .............. 14 Catherine Morgan Pinck King .............. 12 Dorothy McDonald Charles Funderburk ........ 5 Eleanor McKinnon BEST DISPOSITION 10 Susan Hicks .... .. 9 Kathryne Powe BRIGHTEST Pinck King ............. 29 Mildred Miller.... BEST ATHLETE Harry Oates ............. 27 Ava Mae Billingsley BEST SPORT 15 Catherine Morgan 5 Marguerite Miller 5 FRIENDLIEST Charles Funderburk ..... 20 Kathryne Powe ... Harry Oates ............. G Marguerite Miller NEATEST Leslie Rhodes .......... 14 Eleanor McKinnon James Lide Jordan, Jr... 10 MOST DIGNIFIED 16 Vivian Wallace . 7 Mary Stewart .. Evu Walters... MOST POPULAR Pink King .............. 15 Dorothy McDonald Harry Oates ............ 13 Margaret Hoover James Lide Jordan, Jr. Lester Blackwell ...... Harry Oates........ James Lide Jordan. .. Charles Funderburk .. Harry Oates ........ Charles Funderburk .... Lever Edwards ...... MOST ATTRACTIVE Harry Oates............... 14 Leslie Rhodes.............. 6 Charles Funderburk ........ 6 Mildred Miller............ 8 Margaret Hoover .......... 8 Eleanor McKinnon ......... 5 WITTIEST Charles Funderburk ..... 20 Sara Parrott ............ 16 James Lide Jordan, Jr.. 5 Catherine Morgan.......... 7 BIGGEST TALKER Otto Wilkerson 24 Billy Abbott Miriam Gandy QUIETEST Lester Blackwell ......... 17 Tom Ham ................... 5 Leslie Rhodes ............. 5 BIGGEST SHEIK Pink King ................ 20 Leslie Rhodes... .......... 7 Mary Stewart ........... 19 Vivian Wallace .......... 4 Eleanor McKinnon ........ 4 BIGGEST FLAPPER Edith Renfrow .......... 22 Margaret Hoover ......... 9 15 SALUTATORY Dear Friends, Teachers and Classmates: To me is given the privilege of welcoming you here tonight. As I look around upon your faces, so much more clearly marked with the lines of wisdom and wider experience than ours may be for many years to come, I cannot but feel that the words of welcome should come from you. To be sure, you have demonstrated your interest in us by coming to listen indulgently to all that we may have to say during this one little hour of our lives, yet it is we who are passing out into your midst, we who are joining you in the larger school of progress outside these doors, we who are entering into your pursuits and pleasures, and becoming one with you in the social and business centers that make up active life. So much of our success there will depend, too, upon the way you respond to our enthusiasm. Is it not we, then, who should ask for the glad hand of welcome? Is it not we who are the outsiders, seeking for admission to your association and favor? Is it not we, who, though we have now the pleasure and privilege of entertaining you for an hour at this turn of the road, must yet step forth and demand our share in all that has been yours for so long? Then while we do truly thank you most humbly for coming, and trust you may have every cause to long remember with a thrill of pleasure the associations of this hour, we yet feel that we must also ask your forbearance and kindly sympathy, and crave from each of you as we step forth into your midst, the warm handshake and cordial smile that will assure us of your joy at bidding us welcome Susan Hicks, ’27. 16 SENIOR CLASS HISTORY 1927 It has been said that an historian is a prophet looking backwards. As I look back upon our four years of high school, I can clearly see the events which compose our history. When we entered Hartsville High School in 1923 we were a proud band of “Freshies,” very, very green. Some of our upper-classmen even declared that we must have been born in the spring, because spring is the time of all green and growing things, fresh and verdest in their newness to all life. And we, so green and sweet in our dewy innocence, received at this time the first seeds of knowledge and felt the first pull of the flow of our high school career. Our Sophomore year was uneventful except for the blossoming forth of some excellent athletes. We were proud of them and the records which they made for our school. We held our heads very high and kept the stalks that supported them very straight. They were not yet heavy with their accumulation of wisdom and so did not droop with the weight. Our Junior year was indeed a happy one. We were the largest class in high school, something of which any class would be proud. Our interest in athletics had steadily increased. During this year individual honors were received by the following members of our class: Mildred Miller, first place in Commencement Expression Contest; Pink King, Short Story Medal, and Ava Mae Billingsley, highest scorer of track honors in the State. Toward the close of this year we began to feel very dignified, for we realized that we would soon be “Seniors,” the height of our ambition, as far as we could see then. A band of happy “Seniors” began the last stretch of their high school career with enthusiasm and willingness in the fall of 1926. We numbered forty-one members, twenty-seven girls and fourteen boys. We ranged in age from Catherine Morgan’s fifteen years, five months and twenty-six days to Joab Watson’s twenty-three years. We ranged in height from Harry Oates’s six feet, two and one-half inches (straw hat and all) to Mary Stewart’s four feet, ten inches (with or without her silk stockings). We ranged in weight from Harry Oates’s two hundred pounds (clothes and shoes included) to Dorothy McDonald’s eighty-two pounds. In spite of all these extremes we were headed toward the goal, a high mark in our life. Our one thought was to win and to reap the harvest— our diplomas! It is needless to say that we had a large part in the activities of our school. Our members were well represented in the Glee Club, Orchestra, Student Council, and on the Megaphone and Retrospect staff's. Wilhelmina Abbott, a member of our class, represented our school in the Girls’ District Expression Contest. Mildred Miller won recognition for us in the State English Contest. Rachel Miller, Eleanor McKinnon, and Caroline Gillespie, members of our class, were three of our school State 17 Debaters. Our negative team, of which Rachel Miller was a member, won second place in the State. In athletics we, too, played a great part. Six girls and seven boys from our ranks made the different athletic teams and were awarded block letters. An Honor Society was organized in our school this year. Our class was intensely interested in this society and look forward to the influence that it will have for good in the school. Before we leave our dear old school, we wish to thank the entire faculty for what they have done for us. Three words can express our sentiments —“we are grateful.” And now' the history of our high school career ends. We look back over the events which have composed it, and give a thought to the experience that is to follow'. And now, when wre are about to leave the school that we have loved so long, W'e think of pleasant happenings, and perhaps of some misfortunes, of some things that w'e should have done differently or should have omitted altogether, and of some in w’hich w'e find complete satisfaction and joy. Hereafter we will each go our own way. But never will we forget old Hartsville High School, our beloved Alma Mater! Dorothy McDonald, ’27. 18 CLASS POEM I am thinking today of the years that have passed Since our class started in school together, Of the frolics and fun, of the hard tasks we’ve done And struggles in all kinds of weather. When I think of the patience, justice and truth, Of our honored teachers so kind, I’ll forgive that they ordered this poem I write, And attempt it through great stress of mind. The class that has finished in this school today Is large in its number, odd forty; May good luck attend us throughout coming years Though at times we all have been naughty. We’ve fallen far short of what we should have And we admit that it gives us sadness, But the thought that our teachers forgive and forget Fills our hearts with great joy and gladness. If we all profit by the examples we’ve had In cheerfully doing our duty, Though we stand high or low, be rich or poor, Our lives will be filled with rare beauty. Now, good-bye, we say, and pass on with strong hearts, In the race that we each of us must run, We all are equal now—may we find us a place Of great service ere life’s work is done. 19 Sara Howle, ’27. THE WILL OF THE SENIOR CLASS We, the Senior Class of 1927, in forty individual and distinctive parts, being about to pass out of this sphere of education, in full possession of a crammed mind, well trained memory, a strained energy, and almost super-human understanding, do make and publish this, our last will and testament, hereby revoking and making void all former wills and promises. First. We do direct that our funeral services shall be conducted by our friends, our superintendent and his wise faculty, who have been our guardians for so long, only asking that our funeral be carried on with all dignity and seriousness that our worth, attainment, and position as Seniors, must certainly have deserved. As to such estate as it has pleased the fates and our strong hands and brain to win for us, we do dispose of the same as follows: One. We, The Senior Class, do will and bequeath to our Superintendent, Mr. J. H. Thornwell, and our Principal, Mr. J. C. Hungerpiller, our sincere affection, our deepest reverence, our heartiest gratitude, and the whole unlimited of our eternal memory. It shall be their’s to watch every step of our upward and onward flitting, to note each trial, each attempt, each victory, each success and honor that we may achieve in the arena of the world and to accept for themselves, as interest on our deathless debt, every ounce of the praise, every iota of the honor, knowing that it is all due to their faithful instructions. Two. We give and bequeath to our dear Faculty—who have been our instructors in all the wisdom of the ages—a sweet and unbroken succession of restful nights and peaceful dreams. No longer need they lie awake through the long watch of the night to worry over the uncertainty of whether this one is doing her night work or that one will have his math for the morning class, or the other one will remember every ironclad rule of compositional technique in the preparation of her essay. It has been a long strain on them for Seniors are said to be at all times, and under all conditions, difficult to manage. But they have all done their duty, and verily now shall they have their well earned reward. We also give all amazing and startling knowledge and information that we have furnished them from time to time in our examination papers. Three. To the Freshmen we leave our utmost sympathy. Four. To the Sophs we leave any overlooked mounds of gum that we may have left adhering to the underside of desks, banisters, or any likely or unlikely places. We have sometimes had to rid ourselves of them in too much haste to be able to pick and choose the most desirable means of disposal. Five. To the Juniors we leave our dignity, and our Senior privileges. The following may seem but trifling bequests, but we hope they may be accepted, not as worthless things lavishly thrown away because we can 20 no longer keep them, but as valuable assets to those who may receive them, and a continual reminder of the generosity of heart displayed in our free and full bestowal. 1. I, Joab Watson, do will and bequeath to Marcellus Parrott, my position on the baseball team, and my old razor blades. To Pete Turner I leave my cool nerve and voice, and the love and admiration I received from Ruby Pennington, I do most heartily bestow upon Bruce Bair. 2. I, Sarah Howie, will and bequeath to Dorothy Tillotson, my big feet, providing she never wears shoes that hurt her toes. 3. I, Edith Renfrow, do will my permanent wave to Mary D. Chambers, hoping that she will take better care of it than I have. 4. I, Pink King, do will and bequeath my parking place to Leslie Graham on condition that he does not use it while I am here. 5. I, Sarah Parrott, hereby will my ability of getting into trouble, to Margaret Phoebe Reynolds, also my knowledge of Algebra. 6. I, Charles Funderburk, do will and bequeath to some benighted Freshman—anybody who will accept it as it is yet unclaimed—all my trouble as business manager of the school publications. 7. I, Ava May Billingsley, do will and bequeath my athletic ability to Maud West, provided she will not surpass me in the future. 8. I, Lyndal Perry, do hereby will and bequeath my loud voice and my ability to say uh between each word, to Monroe Crossley, Lena Blackmon and Roberta McKinnon. 9. I, Otto Wilkerson, do will to Mr. Hungerpiller my great vocabulary which has increased so much under his direction. 10. I. Vivian Wallace, do will my quietness and disposition to Percie Ingram, hoping she will reform in the future. 11. I, Hartridge Miller, do will and bequeath my ability as a French student to Carson Steen. 12. I, Margaret Hoover, bequeath to Marguerite Benjamin my short dresses to be worn especially on windy days, and to Mary D. Chambers my beautiful handwriting with the hope that when it is especially illegible, she will, as I have, be given the benefit of the doubt. 13. I, Florence Elliott, do will and bequeath to Ruth Stewart my curly and golden locks. 14. I, Mary Stewart, do will and bequeath to Mary Emma McDonald my size and height, hoping that she will enjoy being large and tall. 15. I, Margaret McDonald, will and bequeath to Marguerite Benjamin my height, curly locks and cosmetics with sincere wishes that she will appreciate them and care for them as I have. 16. I, Harry Oates, do will and bequeath my ability to play football to William Funderburk, hoping that he will get as great a thrill out of it as I have. 21 17. I, James Lide Jordan, Jr., do will and bequeath my unusual ability in arguing and filibustering in history class to Pierce Parrott. 18. I, Dorothy McDonald, do will and bequeath to Irene Sparrow my ever increasing height and newest pair of shoes, hoping that they will fit her exactly. 19. We, Miriam Gandy and Eleanor McKinnon, do hereby will and bequeath to Mary Lee and Lee Redfearn an elevated platform on which to walk across the neighbor’s cotton patch. This will expedite their progress to and from school, and at the same time, preserve the cotton crop. 20. We, Lillie Watford and Ruth Seymour, do will and bequeath to Helen Howie and Mildred Folsom, our job at recess and after school, erasing blackboards and watering flowers. 21. I, Caroline Gillespie, do will and bequeath my vanity case, rouge, lipstick, and eyebrow stick to Miss Baker, hoping that she will be able to use it as effectively as I did. 22. I, C. T. Miller, do will and bequeath my ability to run and tease to Robin Askins, hoping that he will get as much fun out of it as I did. 23. I, Pennie Rhodes, will and bequeath to Ruby Pennington, my love for work and good behavior during school hours, providing she will speak only when spoken to. 24. I, Billy Abbott, do will and bequeath my ability to bluff, to any member of the Junior Class—apply early to avoid the rush. 25. I, Opal Powell, do will and bequeath to Janie Parrish my ability to laugh, seriously hoping that she will get as much pleasure as I have. 26. I, Katherine Powe, will my knowledge of Geometry to Bosie Egle-ston. 27. I, Eva Walters, do hereby will and bequeath to R. W. Stogner, my unusual love for the study of French and the wish that it will bring as much happiness and joy to him as it brought to me. 28. I, Rupert Harden, will my ability to learn math to Marcellus Parrot, hoping that he will be as successful as I have been. 29. I, Susan Hicks, do hereby will and bequeath to Frank Ellis, my false teeth, hoping that he will get as much pleasure out of eating as I did. 30. I, Hartridge Miller, do will my ability as a French student to Carson Steen. 31. The Senior Class wills to Rachel Miller, Mildred Miller, Katherine Morgan, Leslie Rhodes, Tom Ham and Lever Edwards, all old stub pencils, note books, test books, and all other sources of information which will help them decide what they wish to will by the time they are Seniors in College. As a parting shot, we appoint John, the Janitor, as sole executor of this, our last will and testament. In witness whereof, we attach the signature of the Class of 1927. Charles Funderburk, Jr., Lawyer. 22 SENIOR CLASS PROPHECY To see me in this condition, Is not from the lack of ambition, But a happy visitation of an hour or two, To see, dear classmate, what has happened to you. The first form that comes before me is that of dear old Mildred Miller, our Valedictorian, gay, petite Mildred, always a flapper. Who would have thought that Mildred would have developed into a flapper teacher of Latin. My! how times have changed! When we studied Latin in dear old H. H. S. there had to be a certain amount of dignity but now the boys flock to take Latin from a flapper teacher. Well, anyway, we wonder if Mildred still says “Ego Amo Te” to the boys. Well, maybe some leap year some man will take her up and then it will be no more Miss Miller. And who is the rustic looking couple I see? Well, bless my soul! If it isn’t Marguerite Miller and Leslie Rhodes—farmers, both of tern. lie with the field and she with the fowls. Well, the old block “H” was not on the school grounds in vain; Marguerite and Leslie tied up for life. Well, all the joy and happiness that this world affords I wish for you. Well, here comes Kathryne Powe and Lyndal Perry with their beauty parlors. Well, old Kathryne always was an expert on curling her own hair, while Lyndal knew the ways of putting on rouge. So what a team they make. Boil, pot boil, and here comes old James Lide Jordan. My, but I believe to my soul he’s still arguing. And what means these clothes in which I see him clad! A lawyer—a talented lawyer with divorce as his specialty. Well, oJd James JLide had a habit in High School days of breaking into love affairs, so he is still up to his old habit. Boil, pot boil, and bless my soul! Another married couple I see. Pinck King, our former class president, a developed football star. And who is this sweet demure looking damself by his side? Who would ever have thought that Marguerite Hoover would have developed into such a meek little wife? Now, who is this that rises before me? And what mean these clothes in which he is clothed? Why, it’s Charlie Funderburk, heading Funderburk’s Jazz Orchestra! Why, you can hardly tell him from Mr. Goldman, he has stoutened up so. And now there seems to arise before me a vision of an angel of mercy. Who can it be? What can it be? Those fair forms in those white uniforms! Why, it’s Ruth Seymour and Lillie Watford! We always knew that there was good in them and here we find them devoting their time to the sufferers in Florida. Luck to you, Ruth and Lillie! 23 And now there comes before the vision a splendid building. Carved over the portals I read the letters: “Y. M. C. A.” What can it be? Now I see, Young Men’s Christian Association, and the business-like doctor with the pleasant smile, Lever Edwards. And now I see a modest little schoolhouse, far from the haunts and noises of time. I see a teacher small but learned, wearing glasses, with an air of authority about him. Who can it be? Why, it’s our old friend, Tom Ham, now principal of Bethel School! Well, Tom never did like to come to town and it is said that the boys had to hold him in the car when he rode around Coker College. Well, Tom is still single and the College is still there. And now I see a vision of an athlete, a woman who has refused to become fair, fat and fussy. Who is this vision? What is she doing? Speak pot and tell me what I see (stirs pot). Why this is old Ava May Billings-ly! Well, the girls of the University of Florida are fortunate in having such a director. Luck to your teams, Ava May! And now I see a student, a history book she has, intent she seems to be. Clear, vision, clear. Why, it’s old Billy Abbott, and studying just as hard as she used to! Who would ever have thought that Bill would turn down all her suitors and devote her life to history? My, what funny things happen! And now six feet, six hundred pounds he seems to be! Who is this splendid figure rising before me? Where is the old car that used to carry, written on it, “Corn and Oats, Newly Weds?” Well, they say Harry is doing fine work as Freshman Coach at Berkeley University. Another vision comes to me! A woman, fair but stout. A pen and scroll in her hand she seems to hold. Why, it’s old Edith Renfrow, short story writer for the American Magazine! What is this I see? Two knees together seem to strike! Is it real or put on Why, it’s Hartridge Miller, a noted cartoonist for the Hollywood stars. Well, Hartridge, don’t lose your heart or your head. They tell me Hollywood is a great life if you don’t weaken. Who now comes up? Short he seems, he looks as if he might belong to the tribe of Dan. Now that smile I recognize. It’s our good old friend of by-gone days, Joab Watson. Ah! We always knew that voice would carry you somewhere. Well, your high school efforts were not in vain. Tonse, Tonse, Tonse, what’s this ringing in my ear? Speak pot, speak to me. Oh, it’s Florence Elliott. Dear, old, studious Florence! Now secretary to the president of the University of Kentucky. Well, Florence always was great at keeping our library hooks straight, so we hope chat she will keep things straight in the president’s office. 24 What do I see now? The happy face of Eleanor McKinnon, and on each side of her two dirty little urchins, inhabitants of the slum district of New York. Old Eleanor is trying to instill into others her mania for washing faces and hands and keeping clean. This is a great work and one well worth while, for cleanliness is next to holiness. Here’s an interesting vision! Imagine Rachel Miller a legislator, elected on the platform favoring bond issues. She makes powerful speeches and puts over any project she favors. Now I see the successor of Miss Baker who formerly held the Chair of History in the Hartsville High School. This is now held by Caroline Gillespie who is well qualified to fill this position from her former training. The fates have not forgotten the need of religion in the hearts and lives of our people, for I see here, Catherine Morgan standing with a Bible in her hand, which she carries continually. She has mastered this book so thoroughly that she has become Bible instructor at Winthrop College. Well, look at this! Old Otto Wilkerson, and attached to him some kind of funny looking electrical machine, which has recently been patented in Washington. His own invention! It looks like a baby crier or some such article. I see before me a desk littered with papers and writing materials by which is seated Susan Hicks. We presume that she is writing editorials and not love letters. Here’s a thrilling picture! C. T. Miller, Jr., in uniform, serving his country faithfully and well, in the borders of rebellious China. He hasn't yet acquired a pigtail like the majority of those around him. Let’s hope he won’t! Here’s a beautiful vision! I see a room filled with little children, seated on the floor and in their midst sits Pennie Rhodes. Let me look further! What is that they are doing? Oh, I see! Cutting paper dolls. Well, even that training is necessary in the kindergarten and Pennie is relieving worried mothers of a great care. In contrast to the picture where the teacher is training the children, I see a vision of a mother, teaching her children to read. This faithful and devoted mother is Sara Howie. Here’s a pretty picture! Lester Blackwell is an ordained preacher and by his side stands his sweetheart of High School days, Eva Walters, who is now the minister’s beloved wife. Next, I see a vision of Olive Kirven. Instead of playing on the heart of a man, as many thought she would do, she is playing on the keys of a typewriter. Here’s a picture of much style. Vivian Wallace is the up-to-date ready-to-wear saleslady for J. L. Coker Company. 25 Here’s a big picture—Opal Powell. If size makes volume, that accounts for this great opera singer who startled the world with her depth of volume. This vision shows Margaret McDonald and Mary Stewart occupied in their work in the Deaf and Dumb School. This is characteristic of their actions in High School days for even there they never opened their mouths. This picture is a sporty one! Sara Parrott is continuing in her many sports. But this snapshot was taken at her favorite one—she is the American Suzanne of the day! It has become fashionable to make attempts to break world’s records and this picture shows that a member of our class is making this attempt. Dorothy McDonald, a world-famed hiker, is passing through on her way to California. Now, that these pictures we have seen, Content with the future, we rest serene. Miriam Gandy, ’27. (This Prophecy was read, Class Day Exercises, Friday morning, May the twenty-seventh. As the names were called the pupils appeared dressed in the costumes they represented in the Prophecy.) 26 VALEDICTORY Dear Friends, Teachers and Classmates: Tonight the little boat bearing the Class of 1927 rests at the bending of life’s stream, and we pause awhile to draw in a deep breath for the task that lies ahead. We have come thus far together, enjoying the smooth waters, struggling in the rough weather, laughing with the sunshine, sorrowing with the rain. As we reach this bend the deep and unknown channels of life’s voyage loom suddenly before us, frightening us so with their windings and turnings that we are almost resolved to drop the oars and to let our bark drift whithersoever it may. But if we only look back we can see that the distance we have come is short, and that the banks are still close. It would be pleasant to linger here where the waves are calm, where wc are still together. But larger waters are calling us, and tonight we turn our faces toward deeper streams of active life. Before we go from this quiet channel, we must stop to thank our friends and our teachers who have striven so earnestly to make our journey easier, and to turn out real men and true women from the raw material handed them. To our teachers especially we wish to express our heartfelt appreciation for their patience with us, their interest in us, and their kindness toward us. They have shielded us from rough winds; they have warned us of the evil rocks and shoals. Our thoughts of them shall ever be filled with appreciation for their thoughtfulness. Mr. Thornwell, and members of the Board of Trustees, we realize that it is your silent influence at work that has laid the foundation for this hour and has made it possible for us to stand before you tonight. You have given us our compass and our chart and have piloted us through fair and stormy weather. Though we are going into deeper channels, we feel your eyes will follow us ever. May .you see our colors wave ever high as signals of promise and grateful resolution. Classmates, tonight we seem to have reached the end of our course. We have paddled together through the school-waves behind us, but eacli must row forth alone into deeper channels to come, wherever and into whatever they may lead. Let us, as the billows of life force us apart, keep our green and white, with all that they signify to each of us, ever flying at the mast-head; and so, let us face every duty of the unknown waters bravely and boldly, the principles of honor ever turning the pilot-wheel as we sail to success. Our pilots have striven to impart to us some of their high ideals. Now we are going forth to sign our pames to life’s promissory note, “For value received, I promise to pay.” The value we have received in classes, in lessons, in our associations with our friends. Now life is demanding our promise to pay—not in dollars and cents—but in service, in faithfulness 27 to duty, in the uplift of our neighbors—yea, sometimes, perhaps, in unavailing pain and heartache and tears. There is no limit to the possibilities of our attainments. Let us put our best into life and the best will come back to us. “They say that life is a highway. And the milestones are its years; And now and then there’s a toll-gate Where you pay your way with tears. It’s a rough road and a steep road, And it stretches broad and far; But at last it leads to a golden town Where golden houses are.” Mildred Miller, ’27. 28 Mr. and Mrs. Hungerpiller Entertain. One of the most pleasant functions of commencement week for the graduating class of the Hartsville High School was the original party given them by Principal and Mrs. J. C. Hungerpiller, Tuesday evening. This affair was held at their suburban home and the guests included the High School Faculty, Board of Trustees and a few friends. The long living room was decorated entirely in the Class Colors of Green and White, the blossoms of the yucca plant and English daisy being used in profusion. When the guests arrived only a soft low light burned in the room but later the many candles were lit which brought to view the table piled with dainty tissue paper packages, and a radio horn in a corner. The first stunt was a burlesque meeting of the Senior Class given by some of the Faculty and Trustees. This evoked much merriment and the class had no trouble in recognizing themselves. Next came a voice from the radio, which wras soon recognized as that of a former High School teacher, Mrs. Charles Kupfer, who now lives in New York. She said she had asked for the privilege of giving this class, whom she had formerly taught, a final examination and would therefore ask each to come forward as his name w’as called and answer his question. The first question was put to the whole body and after that they w’ere called up singly or in groups. The examination was as witty and clever as the original has always been and following the answer a package was presented to the student by Mrs. Hungerpiller marked in Mrs. Kupfer’s writing with his or her name and the word “Congratulations.” Each contained an attractive souvenir suitable to the individual. After extending them good w'ishes the radio signed off and each one present felt as if he had had a call from Mrs. Kupfer. Block ice cream in the Class Colors with cakes decorated with w’hite roses, the Class Flower, was served with mints by the hostess and her little daughters. The Roman Banquet On May ninth the Virgil Class of the Hartsville High School was entertained by the Cicero Class at a Roman Banquet. The spacious room w’as lavishly decorated in Roman style. The guests reclined on couches surrounding the room, and candles burned brightly in silver candelabra. As the guests in Roman costumes assembled, Woodrow Lewis gave the invocation to Jupiter. As in the case of all Roman banquets, the feast began with eggs and ended with apples. The courses consisted of “Ova in Latuca,” “Aves in Pane,” “Oliviae,” “Sicco,” “Neuces,” “Salada Fruc-tus,” “Vinum,” and “Mala Ruba.” Slaves passed perfumed water and tow'els between each course as the Romans used only spoons. The program during the evening was as follows: “Roman Customs” by Margaret Phoebe Reynolds: “History of Our Latin Club” by Dorothy McDonald, President of the Carrollum Forum 1926-27; “Poem On the 29 First Oration Against Catiline” by Henry McKinnon, and a story wad read in Latin and translated by Fred Carpenter, a star pupil of the eighth grade. Mildred Miller read a paper on “If Cicero Should Come To Earth Today,” and Marguerite Miller a sketch on “Aeneas in the Twentieth Century.” Mrs. J. G. Wilds read a paper on Virgil which was especially interesting to the Virgil Class. Before beginning her talk, Mrs. Wilds told in an interesting way of the four generations of Latin students present. The closing number was a speech of greeting by Professor Durrett. This was rendered in Latin and delighted the Latin students for many of them found that they could understand spoken Latin. Mr. Hungerpiller closed the program with a speech in his usual happy manner which also proved that he knew Latin too. Posters, ships, and a bust of Caesar made by students of the different Latin Classes gave a real Romanesque appearance to the room. Sophomore-Senior Banquet Very novel invitations were issued from the Sophomores to the Seniors to attend a garden party on the lawn of Mrs. C. M. McKinnon. The invitations were not more novel than the party itself. The lawn was lighted and at one side was a Senior booth decorated with the Class Colors, Green and White, from which sandwiches were served. Another booth in the opposite corner was arranged in Red and White, the School Colors, from which delicious red punch was served. After the guests had assembled, they were conducted through the air on an airplane ride by Vance Tatum, who pointed out all the stars and attractions in the heavens which were made interesting by local hits. A feature of this ride was the stop to converse with the Man in the Moon, who told many tales on the lovers present. The ride was concluded by a quick descending from the shooting stars, made real by the shooting of sky rockets. After the return to earth partners were chosen for a contest to test their knowledge of famous men. Following this, the real fun of the evening began with a mock track meet hotly contested between Seniors and Sophomores. Each event called forth much laughter. At the end it was found that the Seniors had won five points out of the possible eight, and thus won the beautiful tin loving cup which was very suitably presented by Mr. Hungerpiller. A Shakespearian contest followed the track meet after which delicious refreshments were served. The Seniors gave a yell for the Sophomores to which they responded with cheers for the former. The party ended with a farewell poem read by Genoese Montgomery. The Senior Class voted the party a brilliant success through the leadership of Miss Henderscn and the efforts of the Sophomore Class. 30 Junior-Senior Banquet The Junior-Senior Banquet was held on May 20 at the Arcade Hotel. The dining room was beautifully decorated in the Senior Colors, Green and White. The banquet tables were arranged separately. As the guests entered the door they were given attractive favors in the form of dunce caps which were put on immediately, adding much fun to the occasion. Soon each found his place and was served with a tempting salad course. During this course several toasts and responses were given. To the Seniors by Lucas Sparrow, response by Pink King; to Mr. Thornwell by Woodrow Lewis, responded to by Miss Henderson in the absence of Mr. Thornwell; to Mr. Hungerpiller by Martha Carnes, responded to by himself ; to Mr. Durrett by Pierce Parrott. In between times some very pleasing dances were given: the Gypsy Dance by Beatrice Heustess; the Egyptian Dance by Mary D. Chambers; the Doll Dance by Juanita Ingram and Mary D. Chambers; the Highland Fling by Margaret Phoebe Reynolds and Laura Twitty. The last course of ice cream and cake were served while we were entertained by music from a colored quartet. Music was furnished during the entire evening by Mr. Goldman’s Orchestra. This occasion is one long to be remembered in the hearts of the Seniors. 31 Where Do We Go From Here? Sara Howle Mildred Miller ..... Sara Parrot Caroline Gillespie WILHELMINA ABBOTT Florence Elliott ... Dorothy McDonald.... Eleanor McKinnon ... Rachel Miller ...... Miriam Gandy ....... Edith Ren fro vv.... Opal Powell ........ Ruth Seymour........ Penelope Rhodes .... Ava May Billingsley . Katherine Powe...... Marguerite Miller .. Eva Walters ........ Marguerite McDonald Margaret Hoover .... Lillie Watford ..... Olive Kirven ....... Catherine Morgan ... 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