John Marshall High School - Marshallite Yearbook (Richmond, VA)

Page 26 text:

Eq

Page 25 text:

21

Page 27 text:

Che CBarshallite History of the Class of °24 HE purpose of this writing being to solemnly narrate our past history, even so do I. Can that period in our lives of utter desolation and dismay—ratdom—be referred to without precipitating a flood of tears, an attack of hysterics, or delirium tremens? Turn your minds back to our stealthy descent of the stairs and our crafty circling of that conspiring crowd about the water fountains, to our first elections and our first party. Recall the kindness of our Sponsor, Miss Heinrich, and while we are thinking of our teachers, let us not forget Miss-er-yes, Miss Clark, our illustrious expositor of Latin and gracious donator of demerits. But we survived this with the help of Providence and Mr. Marrin. During our second and Sophomore year, we began to assert our- selves a little more boldly, although we still felt our insignificance. How- ever, we organized according to custom, i. e., a la mob rule. We were inspired by a great idea. I don’t know whether it was Hazel or Louise who was the source of the inspiration. Perhaps it was John Gill. At any rate, several inspirations (?) were nominated, and we chose “Dot” Richardson. During her regime, we gave a costume party on November ro in celebration of Armistice Day, and late in the spring we entertained the Seniors again. Also we established a precedent in regard to class rings; namely, voting to have a regular John Marshall ring which every class might use, changing only the numeral for each class. This idea took splendidly, and is still taking (from out pocket-books) . In our Junior year we were led by “Styx Phillips” until he left us in February when Louise Anderson took the chair. During the first semester we gave our first dance, for which we made extensive preparation. Punch was served. I am referring here not to any pupil but to t hat delectable and highly flavored liquid called punch. Ice cream, too, was an important item on the expense bill. Our biggest and brightest display to the school as a whole, however, was Junior Stunt Night. Truly the Southern Syncopa- tion was a “knockout.” Wasn’t Howard Sutton the very essence of a villain with that syncopated, mock-tragic manner of entrance? And you 23 Gi fl