Hopewell High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hopewell, VA)

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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.

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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 PROPHECY—Continued We decided that our next stop would be Kiev, Russia. We arrived in time to witness the awarding of a prize to Robert Krout for the best and most original painting. It was in Bombay, India, that we came across John Aderholt. He told us that he had just come from Peking, China, where he met Adelaide Moseley and Helen Newman, who were doing mis¬ sionary work there. The gay South Sea Islands and Hawaii followed. One after¬ noon while lounging on the beach and watching a group of girls conversing I recognized Rose Lee Green and Helen Layne. On down the Pacific to Sidney, Australia. While on a sight¬ seeing trip I happened to glance at a sign which read “Fred Kelley Co., Representatives of the International Airlines.” I remembered that in 1930 Admiral Byrd made an expedi¬ tion to Little America. We decided to go there. We arrived during the months of constant day. I happened to pick up a newspaper to read the weather, when I noticed that its editor was Mr. Arthur S. Waxman. After a time we decided to return to America. Arriving at San Francisco, I recognized Shannon Nichols as one of the cus¬ toms inspectors. We motored to Seattle, Washington. We were attracted by a large crowd, and after pushing our way through, we saw Wood- son Gilliam and Theodore Herbener getting out of their plane after a non-stop flight around the world. We flew to Vancouver in a plane piloted by Patsy Mazzei. At Vancouver, I visited a beauty parlor which was owned by Theresa Miles and Eleanor Sheally. Near Nome, Alaska, while walking down the street I saw a huge building. While inspecting it, I learned that it was the “James Mallonee Chemical Corporation,” manufacturers of fer¬ tilizers, etc. Montreal next. I was reading the social items when the name of Jacqueline Chappelle caught my eye. She had entertained the night before in honor of the fifth anniversary of her wedding. Among those present were Preston Bailey and Nan Connelly. On to Toronto. While glancing over an airplane schedule 1 saw that Wilson Booth was president of the Toronto-Chicago Airlines. In Chicago we attended the football game between Notre