Hopewell High School - Kaleidoscope Yearbook (Hopewell, VA)

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CLASS PROPHECY—Continued famous surgeon, Dr. Hazel E. Leedy. She is dictating an article to her private secretary, Miss Ursula Martin, explaining the method of sewing up the human heart. Just then Miss Thelma Krausse, brilliant young actress, enters and demonstrates her famous smile that can break the human heart again. But in a flash we have crossed the ocean and see the bright lights of New York’s great white way. One of the larger signs blazes forth “Eleanor Gray, Back From Conquest of Europe.” Just then that lovely dancer, herself, steps from her limousine and enters the theatre. Still more bright lights, but this time we are at Madison Square Garden. A wrestling bout has just been completed and the new heavyweight champion, Manuel Tso urounis, is waving to the excited fans. Three men, shouting wildly, climb into the ring. They are friends of the champ, Charles Minor, Francis Dereski, and William Benton. The lights fade and I see a private landing field on Long Island. It is a bright sunny day and Pat Davis, the holder of the men’s endurance record, has alighted from a solo flight and is walking across the field with one of the season’s newest debutantes, Miss Eleanor Woody. I see a quiet mission school in the mountains of Virginia. Two sober young ladies, Lucille IJanchey and Jeanette Peeples, are teaching salvation to the needy. Now I see inside the law offices of that brilliant attorney, Sol Goodman. He is surrounded by his hard-working but de¬ voted stenographers, Fannie Whitley, Pauline Vaughn, Ruth Gunn and Manchie Balle. A huge ocean liner is pulling out of New York harbor, and on th e dock I see Marie Ruffin with her husband, a graduate of Annapolis, starting on a honeymoon around the world. New York’s skyscrapers loom before my eyes. In one of the offices I see the new president of the Western Union, Rich¬ ard Powers, dictating a letter to his private secretary, Sarah Davis. I see flags of all nations waving in colorful confusions, huge crowds of people, and bands marching. It is the opening of an¬ other series of Olympic games. Among the entrants from the U. S. I see Josephine Sordelette, Margaret Chiarky, Jack Pascoe and Roy Bishop. Mingling with the crowd is Nettie Bridges, Page thirteen

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(ElaBB iJPropljnij RINCESS GOTAMI greets you. I come from the far east where tinkling temple bells murmur in the dusky air, and “the sun comes up like thunder out of China ’cross the bay.” It is fate that has reached out and drawn me across the deep waters to search the stars, to probe the most guarded secrets of the Orient, and tell these Hopewell High School graduates what the future holds for them. Lo! I feel a sensation of lassitude stealing over me. I see a man, bowing and smiling, while multitudes shout, “Vote for William Kanak for reelection to the U. S. Senate.” Now a group of laughing girls come into view. Oh, they are those inseparable friends of Fredericksburg College, the Misses Ann Aderholt, Margery Francis, and Florence Garfinkel, home for the holidays and excited over their latest football hero. Still the future discloses the figure of a solitary man stroll¬ ing through the woods. From time to time he stops and ex¬ amines some object on the ground. It is Dr. Donald Whitlock, head of the Biology department of the University of Richmond, gathering material for a lecture. Here comes a famous couple, Stuart Rivenbark and Ruth Hood, the songbirds of radio station XYZ. Now I see two young women coming out of the New Hope- well Civic Library. It is Miss Anthier Sharpe, head librarian, and Helen Talbot, assistant librarian. Another couple is walking down Fifth Avenue in New York City. As they approach I see it is Miss Lillian Alford and Charles Sacra. Just beyond them a huge electric sign flashes “Alford and Sacra, Designing and Interior Decorating.” I see a beautiful flower garden, and among the blossoms a lovely young girl. It is Miss Hazel English. The reason for her radiant smile is the fact that she has just won the title “Miss America” at the Atlantic City Beauty Pageant. The scene fades away, and I see a lone hunter walking down a path with a contented smile on his face. As he approaches we find that he is Torsten Peterson. Now there is a great mist before my eyes. I see with the greatest difficulty a distant land. At last the scene clears and we find ourselves in Europe, in the offices of an internationally Page twelve

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CLASS PROPHECY—Continued news correspondent for the Associated Press, and at her side Lena Tew, who covers the society angle. Now I seem to be in a fashionable studio in some large city. Miss Johnny Helms, brilliant interior decorator is showing some plans to a young bride and groom, Mr. and Mrs. Art Brown. Before her marriage Mrs. Brown was Miss Elsie Alderson of Hopewell, Virginia. In a large auditorium I see Pete Hapstak directing his or¬ chestra with the utmost ease and assurance. Among the musi¬ cians we find Sam Shanko, Marjorie George, Rudolph Heretick, Margaret Guinn and Donald Atwater. In a flash I see Hollywood Boulevard stretched before me. A languorous lady is coming out of an exclusive gown shop when a battery of news cameramen dash up to her. She is Miss Vir¬ ginia Peeples, Samuel Goldwyn’s newest and greatest discovery, whose last picture, “Men I Have Loved,” established her fame as the screen’s most alluring vamp. In a tea room just off the boulevard Miss Maudie Franklin is jotting down notes for her personality column in the Movie Magazine. Now I see two men busily working in an ultra-modern chem¬ ical laboratory. They are Ligon Jones and Homer Lee Krout, famous chemists and inventors of the marvelous new energy and intelligence ray which supplies these valuable assets to those lacking them, and is especially designed for high school students. Their stenographers, Dorothy Alderson and Virginia Davis are taking care of the rush of fan mail. I see inside a luxurious beauty shop. Miss Maria Guile is waving Gertrude Shelton’s hair while Gertrude tells her about the dashing young man who is taking her to dinner that evening. The Capitol at Washington comes before my eyes and I see Verna Via and Velma Gilbert climbing the steps to the U. S. Pat¬ ent Bureau. They wear a smug look on their faces and the reason for this is the fact that they have invented an erasure key for typewriters. A group of men now came walking down the street, talking earnestly together. Albert Jones and Keith Kelly, City En¬ gineers of Hopewell, Virginia, are explaining to Fred Ameen and Royal Smith, enthusiastic young aviators, their plans for improving the city airport. fage fourteen