Hopewell High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hopewell, VA)

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PROPHECY—Continued In a large conservatory of music, Susan Andrews, who was a special instructor, was performing at a recital. Here I paused, for there wern’t any more fortunes in that cup. Calling the little Chinese girl I bade her bring me an¬ other cup of tea. Having brought it, she withdrew, and I hastily drank it, anxious to learn the fate of a few more of my schoolmates. This time the scene changed to foreign lands. In a great laboratory in Berlin, I saw Frederica Belch, who was a tech¬ nician there. Standing near were the Hall brothers, Corne¬ lius and Icealius, who were dressed as internes. Coming in the door I saw the head nurse, Bernice Atwater. In a French convent I saw Mary Winston, a teacher of English, and Lillian Alderson, a teacher of Latin. There was also Louise Epperson, a teacher of Dramatics. On a quaint little street in Paris, there was an attractive tea shop. The sign read, “The Fay Vaiden Tea Shop.” Just around the corner there was “The Golden Beauty Shoppe,” owned by Irene Golden, the great beauty specialist. Down on the coast of South America, in the harbor of a little seaport town, I saw Leonard Green, a navigator, and James Rust, an Admiral, on a beautiful white ship. In a tiny studio in London, Lucietta Riggan was busily sketching the cover page of a popular magazine. Alas! I had finished the fortunes in the second cup and ordered yet a third, in which the leaves foretold many a fortune. The scene shifted back to the United States. The first person I saw was George Ruffin, sitting at his desk. On his left Mildred Danner was busily typing. I saw Rebecca Green talking to Mr. Ruffin. She was ' evi¬ dently in search of funds for the Annual Civic Drive. I saw John Nemetz working on a Rolls Royce. At last he was realizing his ambition to become a mechanic. —8—

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Prophecy NTERING a quaint little tea shop on a street in the city of Hopewell, I looked vaguedly around. It was so strange, so different from the Hopewell of the year 1929 when I was a senior in the Hope- well High School. My thoughts were so definitely in the past that I was startled by a little Chinese girl standing at my elbow awaiting my pleasure. I ordered tea and sat waiting and my mind flashed back again to schools days. Where was Mary, Lena, George and all the other girls and boys whom I used to know? After drinking my first cup of tea, I suddenly thought of once long ago, when Juanita and I amused ourselves by telling fortunes from tea leaves. I wondered if I still pos¬ sessed some of the old art. Taking my cup, I turned it around three times and then began my quest. Yes, to my delight appeared Juanita Padgett and Fran¬ ces Gray, dancing on the stage of a large theatre. Then I found Vera Makowsky, sitting before a large wood fire, surrounded by three golden haired youngsters. In her hand she held a book which she appeared to be read¬ ing to her two boys and little girl. I found further evidence of the magic art telling me that Ellsworth Tyler and Francis Tuggle were discussing some new project of engineering work. In the background I saw a half-finished steel structure—perhaps a bridge. In a dentist’s office I saw Dr. William Gray. He seemed to be a very popular dentist because there were so many people waiting to consult with him. I saw Lena Burchett standing on the porch of a vine- clad cottage awaiting the approach of her husband. There was George Kanak, with Audrey Spencer taking dictation from him. On the door was engraved “George Kanak, Attorney-at-Law.’’ Among the firemen working at a burning building I saw Chief John Cuddihy. —7—

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PROPHECY—Continued In the large City Hospital of Hopewell, I saw Katherine Daniels, the head nurse, Evelyn Morris and Edna Lazenby, senior nurses and Wanda Mitchell, the office girl to the famous Doctor Lyman Newman. Next I saw the office of a big corporation in which Annie Morris, a most efficient secretary, was going quietly about her work. John Morris, the great contractor, was at that moment entering the office. In a Southern college, I saw Saiad Ameen, who was driv¬ ing a successor to the “Kampus Kar.” On the stage of the same college I saw Henry Holloway giving a daring imper¬ sonation of A1 Jolson. On the campus appeared Willie Ward Temple, who was a teacher of History, and Jennie Wheeler, a teacher of French and vocal. The colorful lights of Broadway flashed the names of the two Sanderson sisters, Lois and Alise, who were giving a special performance in a large theatre. Down among the mountains of Virginia, Gladys Dorset was in charge of the Commercial Department of a girls’ school, “Robin Adair.” In a little brick courthouse in Prince George County I saw George Gilliam and John Zak discussing the latest news. They are the proud owners of two of the best farms in Virginia. Not far from the courthouse there was a large dairy farm owned by William Heretick. I saw Caroline Poole and Helen Leigh gossiping over the fence which separated the property of these two happily married girls. How like our former high school days! Putting down the cup, I left the table and dazedly made my way to the street, where I paused and gazed around. Gradually the streets assumed a more familiar aspect as I recalled the haunts of my school days. —Virginia Overstreet. —9—