Hopewell High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hopewell, VA)

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CLASS HISTORY—Continued later awarded to the school by the principal of Crewe High School, last year’s victor. The end of our many pleasant days in Hopewell High School was climaxed with a gala week. We are all thrilled over that grand week with the Baccalaureate sermon, the reception, class night, our annuals, commencement and the last day. We looked upon the past four years with a feeling of sadness mingled with pleasure; sadness because they had passed so quickly and pleasure because the years to come could and would be just what we made of them. Would we reap the reward of duties “well done” or would it be with us, “of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, it might have been.” —Emma Smith. Page Nine

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CLASS HISTORY—Continued in our Freshman year. They continued to be our sympathetic friends and advisors. When that year came to a close we had reached the half-way mark in our High School life. —Eugenia Daniel. JUNIOR We entered our Junior Year with five different teachers try¬ ing to expand our minds to a size suitable for students of such undeniably high rank. As a result we all had to study very hard throughout the year. The Latin Club succeeded this year in publishing a Latin paper, the “Alipes Nuntius,” which was a big success. In our French Circle, we learned French songs which we sang on sev¬ eral occasions. Both Literary Societies and the Forensic Club accomplished much during the year and the students were justly proud of the work done in them. The Literary Societies started the pretty custom of caroling just before Christmas. Although we worked hard with candy sales and the annual popularity contest, due to the business depression, we decided to give a reception instead of a banquet to the Seniors. When the great night arrived we were very proud of our efforts, and everyone enjoyed the occasion immensely. :Jc SENIOR At the beginning of our Senior Year there were so many new teachers—new Latin, French and Science teachers, a new coach for the girls and a new sponsor for the “Kaleidoscope” that we had a hard time making them realize our Senior dignity. The Latin Club enjoyed a day in Williamsburg attending the exercises at the College of William and Mary which celebrated the two-thousandth anniversary of the birth of Vergil on Oc¬ tober 15th. November 21, was a notable day for Hopewell High School. On that day we played our annual game of football with Pe¬ tersburg High School. The score was 0-0. The cries of joy over our tied “victory” echoed over the campus for man y days. The trophy for the football championship in Southside Virginia was Page Eight

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(ElaaH |lrD}iljpry A World Tour in 1941 INETEEN-hundred and forty-one. . . . ten years have passed since I graduated from Hopewell High School. My explorer husband and I have just completed a world tour. The first place we visited was South America. Here 1 was introduced to Mr. Wilson Dailey, president of the bank of a large city called Amazon Wilderness. We then called on Samuel Drake, mayor of the city. Rio de Janerio was our next stop. We stayed at the “Hotel de la Bashe.” Imagine my surprise when we came down to dinner and read that Margaret Argenbright and Edward Parker were booked to entertain the guests. In Beunos Aires, we came upon a darling shop on the main street. The shopkeepers were, much to my surprise, Russel Andrews and Catherine Slagle. We left a small seaport of Paraguay on the ship “Personne,” and arrived at Morrocco two weeks later. The French Foreign Legion was stationed here. We watched them until drill was over and to my astonishment up came Welford and Robert Swift. They informed me that Garnet Vaughan had a huge rubber plan¬ tation on what used to be the Saraha Desert. Beautiful Naples was next. We attended a concert the night of our arrival. Emma Smith, great American pianist, headed the program. Wild, gay Paris. A dream realized. At a very popular night club I was introduced by a friend of my husband’s to Mr. Custis Burton, the proprietor. While we were there, Mr. Burton pointed out Sally Ford and Eleanor Caperton, fashion experts. In Berlin we came upon a booklet which bore the title “Am¬ ericans in Berlin.” Among the notables was James Sordelett, representative of “Leo Schwartz Co.,” manufacturers of four- wheel brake aeroplanes. Dear old London. We were having tea at one of the famous tea gardens when I looked up to see Loren Burrows escorting Eugenia Daniel to a table next to ours.