Lane High School - Chain Yearbook (Charlottesville, VA)

Text from Pages 1 - 128 of the 1933 volume:

library of the university OF VIRGINIA GIFT OF division of extension ipv Department c ; turn eel ► i i.NSlON D £ PART fv1 civ i UNIVERSITY, VA THE CHAIN FIFTEENTH FINE T3he BUMBLE BEE-CHAIN STAFF of 1933 LANE HIGH SCHOOL CHARLOTTESVILLE • VIRGINIA l 9 3 3 T II E C II A I X 71 © - ■ t-v I 4 II Mill A FTER much deliberation and labor, the Staff of 1933 presents this fifteenth link of The Chain to the student body of Lane High School. Since today we are living in an age of machines, mechanical and technical devices, jazz, and modernis¬ tic art, we have developed a theme centered around modern trends in thought and action. r H E C H A I N 1 9 .‘J 3 CONTENT FACULTY . SENIORS . CLASSES LITERARY DEPARTMENT ACTIVITIES • FEATURES ADVERTISEMENTS i ) :i T H E C HA I X DELI CAT ION T C VIRGINIA f D 4NELIN ROLEN This Annual is sincerely dedicated in recognition of her friendliness, understanding, and service to the school and The Chain FACL LT y i o :i r II E C II. A I X J a m es G. John so n CITY SUPERINTENDENT OF SCHOOLS A. B., Milligan College; M. A., Ph. D., Univer¬ sity of Virginia. Hugh Leander SulfridGe PRINCIPAL LANE HIGH SCHOOL A. B., William and Mary; M. A., Columbia University. Ada Lee Berry MATHEMATICS B. S., Harrisonburg State Teachers College. Clarence John Martin Blume ENGLISH A. B., Newberry College; M. A., University of Virginia. Virginia Franklin Bolen secretary Fredericksburg State Teachers College; Marjorie Webster School of Expression and Physical Education; University of Virginia. Lucy Webb Brown librarian A. B., Randolph-Macon Woman’s College. Jeannete Seeds Carter science, history B. S., M. S., Ph. D., University of Virginia. Martha Walker Duke biology B. S., M. S., Columbia University; University of Virginia. Florence Fleet LATIN A. B., William and Mary. Cf.cile Bolton Hewson mathematics A. B., Bryn Mawr; M. A., University of Vir¬ ginia. [ 8 ] T H E C H A I N l 9 a 3 Leroy Hili.drup HISTORY A. B., Southwestern University; M. A., Uni¬ versity of Virginia. Sylvia Pauline Horwitz HISTORY, ENGLISH A. B., Randolph-Macon Woman’s College; Uni- sity of Virginia. Winona Johnston ENGLISH A. B., Vanderbilt University; University of Virginia. Lucy Thweatt Jones LATIN, ENGLISH Cornell University; B. S., Ms., Ph. D., Uni¬ versity of Virginia. Mildred C. Jones ENGLISH A. B., Westhampton. William Erwin Lacy science L. I., Peabody; University of Chicago Extension Department. James Leitch ATHLETIC COACH University of Virginia. Isabel Cochran McCue typewriting, stenography University of Virginia S. S. Mabel Louise Nickels science B. S., Radford State Teachers College. Virginia Moore Raine french, history B. S., Farmville State Teachers College; Uni¬ versity of Virginia S. S. [ 9 ] 1 9 3 9 T XI E CHAIN Grace Vernon Reynolds history A. B., Lynchburg College; University of Vir¬ ginia S. S.; Columbia University S. S. Esmond Robert Riedel MATHEMATICS Ph. B., Elon College; University of Virginia. Gladys S. Schuder MATHEMATICS A. B., Bryn Mawr; Columbia University S. S. Naomi Powell Sheppe ENGLISH B. S., LTniversity of Virginia; Mary Baldwin. Haswell Hunter Walker MATHEMATICS A. B., Lynchburg College; M. A., University of Virginia. Edward Alvey, Jr. ENGLISH A. B., M. A., Ph. D., LTniversity of Virginia. Francis G. Lankford, Jr. MATHEMATICS B. S., Randolph-Macon; M. S., University of Virginia. Robert E. Swindler history A. B., M. A., Indiana University; Ph. D., Uni¬ versity of Virginia. Edward W. Venning SCIENCE B. S., University of Virginia. [ 10 ] S E N I € R f 1 9 3 3 T H E C II A I N The Human Grinder By Eleanor Quarles, ’34 With faltering step, both fat and lean. The Freshmen enter the machine; Raze products, they, all sorts and kinds. The dumbest and the master minds. The supervisor, Faculty, Is kept quite busy, as you see; These Freshmen are most obstinate things — Machine called School, just fairly sings. The zvheels inside turn ' round and ' round; These products all are finely ground; Poor Freshmen fall upon their heads — Machine called School has no soft beds. For four long years the work goes on — An evolution for Jim and John; A noticeable change takes place, One sees it both in mind and face. And when their turn is finally o ' er, Those simple Freshmen are no mare And in their place — oh, can it be These perfect Seniors that we see? [ 12 ] T H E CHAIN 1 9 3 3 Class of 1933 Motto: Haec olim meminisse iuvabit Colors: Eleanor Blue and Silver Flower: Larkspur OFFICERS Charles Evans President William Stallings . Vice-President Jeanette Petty . Secretary Martha Coulter Miss Sylvia P. Horwitz ris] Treasurer Sponsor i 9 a 3 T H E C H A I N Helen Rebecca Ballard In her heart there lingers Heaven ' s trace, As she lives each day with zest and grace. Lucy Waddell Baylor You must listen to Lucy Baylor sing; She makes of song such a lovely thing. Neva Koontz Blakey Mild mannered in both speech and ways. Yet much there is in what she says. John Booth A tall, blond lad is one John Booth, Just bubbling o’er with careless youth. Albert Clinton Boze H. L. S., ’zg- ' 3o; Football Squad, ’3i-’32; Boys ' H 3 0 ' 3 2 - Can I take it? His favorite line Is boisterous proof Clinton ' s feeling fine. Lucille Joycelyn Bragg Typist The Chain, ’3i-’33- Kindness, joy, and every grace One sees plainly in her face. [11] THE CHAIN 1 9 3 3 Mary Frances Breeden Vice-President Freshman Class, ’29-’30; H. L. S., ’ 3 1 ' 3 2 ' Take all of the nicest words you know And use them for Frances—they’ll be so. Jury Yates Brown, Jr. M. L. S., ’3o-’3i; Junior Hi-Y, ' 29-’3o; Senior Iii-Y, ’3°- 33; G. A. A. Board, 30- 3i; President Sophomore Class, 30-’3i; President G. A. A., ’32-’33; Student Council, 3o- 3i, ’3i-’32; Midway Student Reporter, 30-’3i; Business Manager The Chain, ’32-’33. A talkative lad is Jury Yates; Nevertheless he has lovable traits. Eleanor Easer Burch Secretary Sophomore Class, ’30- 3i; Assistant Editor Midway Student, ’31 -’32. Which shall we praise? Her brains or her curls? For Eleanor’s the luckiest of girls, She has both! Elizabeth Constance Campbell M. L. S., ’3 2 ' 33 Student Council, 30-’33. Not too quiet, not too gay; A real sport in every way. Francesca Dean Clarke M. L. S., ’ 3 - 2 -’ 33 ; Exchange Editor Bumble Bee, ’32- ? 33. Well dressed, charming, and so vivacious, Our pretty Frances is always gracious. Hartwell Patteson Clarke Boys’ Glee Club, ’3o-’33; Junior Football, ’3i-’32. A bashful lover, a second “Bing”; A banjo player who can also sing. [ 15 ] . i 9 3 3 T H E C II A I N Ruth Louise Clarke M. L. S., ’32-’ 33 - Always merry, always gay, A friend to all in every way. Virginia Mae Clarke Virginia Mae is kind and polite, With a smile her face is always bright. Zelma Louise Coffey M. L. S., ’3-2- ' 33; Student Council, ’29- 30. Louise, as we have oft observed, Is quiet, thoughtful, and reserved. E. Hudson Cole Players’ Club, ' 32-’33; Hi-Y, ’32- ' 33-, Photograph Editor The Chain, ’33; Manager Football, ’32; “C” Club, 3 - 2 ‘ 331 Football Squad, ’ 32- ' 33 J Manager Track, ’31-’32. When one hears a laugh from the very soul, He will always know ' ’tis Hudson Cole. Robert W. Cole Football Squad, , 32- 33; Glee Club, ' 3 2 - 33 ' Track, ’3 1 -’32 ; Baseball, ’ 32 -’ 33 - Genial, jovial, a rare good friend, Here’s a health to Bobby whom all commend. Mary Isabel Costan Typist for Bumble Bee and The Chain, ’3i-’33- Isabel is a willing worker— We’re glad to say she is no shirker. [ 16 ] T HE CHAIN 1 9 3 3 Martha Campbell Coulter Girls’ Hi-Y, ’3 1 -’33 ; Secretary Hi-Y, ’3i-’32; President Hi-Y, ’32-’33; Society Editor Midway Student, ’30-’3i; M. L. S., ’3o-’33; Senior Class Treasurer, ’32-’33; Cheer Leader, ’32-’33. Work’s play to her way of viewing it— Done just for the fun of doing it. Nelson W. Coward M. L. S., ’31- 33; Business Manager The Chain, ’33. Brimful of mischief, mirth and glee, Nelson’s grin is “Open, Sesame.” Jessie Virginia Cowles Typist The Chain, ’31 32. Jessie Cowles, with her raven hair, Is a capable typist, a person rare. Pauline Elizabeth Davis Pauline, who is our beauty, Never fails to do her duty. Frederick Charles Disque, |r. Hi-Y, ’31-’33; Student Council, ’32-’33; Vice-President Student Council, ’32-’33; H. L. S., ’32-’33; “C” Club, ' 3-2-’33 i Basketball Squad and Letter, ’32-’33. Fred’s talent is great and varied as well, To all of his friends he ' s simply swell. Adeline Duke We offer for your admiration A lass who’s learned the art of conversation. [ 17 ]. 1 9 . } :i 1 ' II E C II A I X Charles Thomas Evans, Jr. Football Squad, ’32-’33; Vice-President of Junior Class, 31-’32; President Senior Class, ' y2- ' yy, M. L. S., ’30- ’31; Boys’ Hi-Y, ’3i-’33; G. A. A. Board, ’ 31 3 3 : Reporter Midway Student, ’32- ' 33; Secretary Boys’ Hi-Y, ’ 32 -’ 33 . Charles is a fellow who never cares Until it comes to Petty” affairs. William Harrison Faulkner A tall, brown-haired, headstrong lad Interested in every new scientific fad. Hollis Thurston Fitch Boys’ Glee Club, ’3 ' - - 33. He thinks that every rule and custom Were only made or those too weak to bust ' em. Elizabeth Despina Gagas M. L. S., ’30-’33; Assistant Editor Bumble Bee , ’32- ’33; Assistant Editor The Chain; Student Council, ’33. Dependable, capable, willing to work ’Lizabeth’s never been known to shirk. Raymond Garland Raymond, with a heart full of fun Always has his work well done. Jackson Graydon Garrette Football Squad, ’30-’32; Basketball Squad, ’ 3 °-’ 3 ; Players’ Club, ’32. With Bobby Jones he can’t compete But Graydon’s putting is very neat. [IS] T H E C H A I N 1 9 9 3 Ethel Gay Mild in manner, gentle in way, Winsome and winning is Ethel Gay. Aleata Virginia Gibson Glee Club, ’32-’33. For minstrel or glee club she plays a tune She’s always ready to help them croon. Gertrude Olive Gitchell In spite of manner so sagacious, Gertrude is gentle and efficacious. Robert Emanuel Goldsten Junior Football, ’31; Co-Prophet Senior Class, ’33; M. L. S., ’33. He talks, and he talks, and he talks some more; Of wit and wisecracks he has an endless store. Frances Falconer Grant Players’ Club, ’31- ' 33; Secretary H. L. S., ’3 2-’33J Midway Student Reporter, ’ 32 -’33; Feature Editor The Chain and Bumble Bee , ’32-’33. Graciousness and charm adorn One who is “to the manner born.” Carter Edmund Graves Boys’ Hi-Y, ' 3 ' 33 Football, ' 32. Virtues amiable and dependable Make Carter quite capable. [ 19 ] 1 9 3 3 l 1 H E C II A I X Lois Peyton Herring M. L. S., ’ 3 2 ‘ 33 - Wherever Lois goes, about her clings A lot of talent for enjoying little things. Frank Boyd Hoffer Football Squad, ’3i-’32j Junior Hi-Y, ’28; Senior Hi-Y, 3 2_ ’ 33 - Boyd likes little Freshman girls With lots of “it and pretty curls. Alfred Edward Hopkinson Boys’ Hi-Y, ’3 2 -’33- Ed is so modest, few have heard That as an artist, he’s a bird. Maxine Erle Houchins She’s a maiden most ambitious, And her laugh is quite delicious. Stanley House Herr Einstein has nothing on Stanley House— But you’d never know it he’s quiet as a mouse. Margaret Ann Hulvey Girls’ Glee Club, ’3i- ' 33; The Chain. Clever, gay, Capable and H. L. S., 3 0 33 5 Typist and debonair, very fair. [ 20 ] T HE C H A I N 1 9 3 3 William Carrington Jones Football, ’29-’33; Football Letters, ’30-’32; Basketball, 3i-’33; Basketball Letter, ’32; “C” Club, ’ 31 3 3 i G. A. A., ’30-’33; Treasurer G. A. A., 30- 3i; Hi-Y, 3 2 33 - Billy loves to disagree With no matter whom it be. Louise de Segur Keister Student Council, ’30; Girls’ Glee Club, ’32-’33; Girls’ Hi-Y, ’32-’33; M. L. S., ’31 ’33; Richmond Times Dis¬ patch gold medal for track. ’Tis a maiden’s right to be fickle, yielding, gay As a storm-kissed, sun-blest, glistening April day. James Hunter Logan Players’ Club, ’30-’32, Secretary, ’32-’33; Boys’ Glee Club, ’3i- ' 33; M. L. S., ’31 -’ 3 3; Business Manager Midway Student, ’31- ' 33. He’s writing now by the name of “Skeets ; Some day, who knows, he will rival Keats. James Landon Maddex Landon does his lessons well— In all his tasks he does excel. Lucy Catherine Miller Girls’ Glee Club, ’29- 33; Players’ Club, ’3o-’33. Lucy is a lady most imperturbable. Even when a stocking runs, her temper’s curbahle. Mary Jane Miller More lovely than the evanescent beauty of her face Ts her ease of manner and unconscious grace. [ 21 ] 1 9 3 3 T HE C II A I N Ellen Virginia Rebecca Miller Girls’ Hi-Y, ’32-’33; Art Editor The Chain, ’33; Cheer Leader, ’32-’33. Rebecca truly loves her art And has an under standing heart. Rhea Helen Miller Where’er we search, we cannot find A heart more generous or more kind. Virginia Louise Minter Virginia is trustworthy and true, Her best she strives in all to do. Bettie Evelyn Mitchell Betty loves to dance a lot With her precious Lancelot. Ernest Randolph Mitchell M. L. S., ’32-’33; Boys’ Glee Club, ’3i-’32; Players’ Club, ’3i-’32; Track Team, ’30- 3i; Basketball Squad, ’30-’3i; Football Squad, ’30-’3i; Football Letter, ’31; “C” Club, ’3 1 -’33, Vice-President “C” Club, ' 3 1 -’32 ; Hi-Y Club, ’ 3 2-’33- Ernest always has something to say, No matter how or in what way. F. Whitton Morse Hi-Y, ’29- 33, President Hi-Y, ’32-’33; “C” Club, ’31 ’33, President “C” Club, ’3 2- ' a; H. L. S., ’ 2 9-’33 Boys’ Glee Club, ’32-’33; Student Council, ’30-’3i Football Letters, ’30, ’31, ’32; Football Co-Captain, ’32 Basketball Letters, ’32, ’33; Captain Basketball, ’32 Track Squad, ’29-’33. Our best all-’round boy is Whitton, I11 fact, with him there is no quittin’. [22 J T H E C II AIN 1 9 3 3 Margaret Mae Norvelle Typist The Chain, ’32-’33; M. L. S., ’3i-’33- By nature she is sweet and unobtrusive, Her proof of modesty is most conclusive. Kitty Wingfield O ' Brien M. L. S., ’2Q-’32, Vice-President, 30-’33; Girls’ Hi-Y, 3 1 ' 33 r ice-President, ’32-33; Players’ Club, ’29- ' 32, President, ’32-’33; Student Council, ’3i-’32; Reporter Midway Student, ’29 ’3i, News Editor, ’31-’32, Editor- in-Chief, ’ 32- 33. Our Irish lassie, so versatile and fair Ts genial, dependable—a person quite rare. Clara Genevieve Odle Clara, one of our smallest lasses, Always studies for her classes. Phoebe Anne Ogilvie M. L. S., ’30-’33. Phoebe Anne is light of step, Gay of heart, and full of pep. George Elliott Parker Parker is our “Mysterious Mose,” Who keeps his teachers on their toes. Alma Lee Parr She’s a dainty little elf with a winning way And you really couldn’t wonder if many thought her gay. [ 23 ] 1 9 3 3 f HE C H A I Mattie Taliaferro Perkins This little lass so small and fair Is known as the verbal questionnaire. Jeanette Louise Petty H. L. S., ' 30- ' 33; President Junior Class, ’3i-’32; Secretary Senior Class, ' 32-’33; Typist Midway Student, S 2 -’i3; Student Council, ’30; Hi-Y, ’3i-’33. Jeanette gives everyone an “Evanly” smile She ' s coquettish and charming—and has no guile. Vernon Cuphbert Quarles M. L. S., ’ 32 -’ 33 . For work he has a wonderful capacity, And no one questions his veracity. Lucy Anne Quisenberry She’s calm, reserved, and very kind; In truth, her faults are hard to find. Agnes Gay Ramsey Girls’ Hi-Y, ’32-’33; M. L. S., ’32R33; Senior Class Historian. “Hi, there, how are you?” is her unchanging greeting, Yet her smile makes it new at every greeting. [ 24 ] Lucy Elizabeth Robinson Calm and placi d are her days; Her measures move in ordered ways. T H E C H A I X 1 9 3 3 Clara Evelyn Rodgers Clara Rodgers is sweet and kind— A better sport you ' ll hardly find. John Eldon Shepherd, III Junior Football, ’3i ’3-2; The Chain Photograph Edi¬ tor, ’ 3 - 2 ' 33 ; Hi-Y, ’ 3 - 2 -’ 33 - Johnny pursues a scholarly way, But he finds much fun from day to day. Curtis Astor Smith Players Club, ’32-’33; Glee Club, ' 3i-’33; “C” Club, ' 3 2 -’ 33 ; Football Squad, ’31-’33; Football Letter, ’32; Track, ’3 1-’33 : Hi-Y, ' 3 i- ' 33 - ’Round Curtis is found such a cheery atmosphere - We’re really quite glad to have had him here. May Louise Smith Girls’ Glee Club, ’3o-’33; Players Club, ' 32- ' 33, The Chain Typist, ’3i-’33- Always late—work never done, Still Mary Lou is full of fun. Merle Clark Southall Football Squad, ’3i-’33; Football Letter, ’32; “C” Club, , 32- , 33- In football Merle will always shine, Much he’ll be missed in next year’s line. Allan Noah Spitzer H. L. S., 29-’3i; M. L. S., ' 32-’33; Football, ’30-’33; Junior Football, ’31; Student Council, ' 32; Basketball, ' 3 °- 33 ! Junior Basketball, ’30- ' 32; Boys ' Hi-Y, ' 32- ' 33. Bruno and Spitzer make a pair Who are seen together everywhere. I 25 J 1 9 3 3 T H E C II A I N Sterling Lee Staiil Football, ’30-’3i; Basketball, ’30-’3i. A happy somebody, frowning on none To be with Lee is lots of fun. William Houston Stallings Football letters in ’30-’3i; Boys’ Hi-Y, ’30; M. L. S., 30; Vice-President Senior Class; G. A. A. Board, 3 2 33 - Bill’s quiet at school but giddy at dances, For there he whirls with Emma Frances. Bernice Marshall Stulting Sober, quiet, pensive and demure Bernice is a friend of whom you are sure. Hugh Leander Sulfridge, Jr. Football, ’32-’33; Football Letter, ’32; Hi-Y, ’30-’3i, 3 i 3 2 5 3 2 33; Glee Club, ’3i-’32; “C” Club, ’ 3 2 -’ 33 : Student Council, ’32-’33. Altho his tasks he does not shirk Hugh’s learned that resting is a part of work. Emma Frances Swindler Secretary of Junior Class, ’30- ' 3i; M. L. S., ’30-’3i, 31 - 3 2 , 3 2 33 President, ’3 2 -’33; Players’ Club, ’30- 31, ’3i-’32, Vice-President, ’32-’33; Girls’ Hi-Y, ’3 1-’32, ’32-’33; Girls’ Glee Club, ’3i-’3 2 , ’3 2 ’ 33; Literary Editor Bumble Bee, 32- ' . To her talents versatile the fates did so contrive, To add the touch of genius that brings her work alive. Joan Eileen Thompson M. L. S„ ’3W33. Joan has red hair and laughing eyes With a will that is firm unto the skies. [ 26 ] T II E C H A I N 1 9 3 3 Emma King Tucker Girls’ Hi-Y, ' 31 - 33; Girls’ Glee Club, ’30-’33. When Emma King was born, the signs were all auspi¬ cious; To her high ambition may Heaven be propitious! Alice Elizabeth Vest Few are so steadfast as Alice Vest; Tn disposition she is blessed. Helen Joyce Vest Joyce has a faculty that will wear— A gift for living that’s all too rare. Irene Weisbrod Though Irene is a quiet soul She always makes the honor roll. Elizabeth Macon Wilkerson From her you’ll never hear a noise— This little girl has lots of poise. Eleanor Heidt Williams To see her frown is very rare; She never seems to have a care. [ 27 ] l 9 3 3 r H E C II A I X Martha Elizabeth Williams Girls’ Glee Club, ’30-’33; Players’ Club, ’3o-’33; M. L. S., ’30-’33; Club Reporter Midway Student; Joke Editor The Chain. When Elizabeth gets into a wisecracking notion Her mouth is always in perpetual motion. Charles Kellogg Windes His future now is unexpressed— We leave his greatness to be guessed. Blake Baker Woodson M. L. S., ’29-’3i, Treasurer, ’31 - ' 32, Secretary, ' 32- ' 33; Reporter Midway Student, ’31 -’32, News Editor Mid¬ way Student, ' 32- ' 33; Treasurer Players’ Club, ’31 -’32; Boys’ Glee Club, ’3i-’32; Student Council, ’31; Editor- in-Chief The Chain; Editor-in-Chief Bumble Bee. As true as in days when swords were bright ' Round Arthur’s table—“A very gentil parfit knight.” Daniel Voter Boys’ Glee Club, ’3o-’33; M. L. S., ’30-’33; School Orchestra, ’29-’33; Cheer Leader, ’29-’33; Boys’ Hi-Y, 3 1 ■ 33 ; “C” Club, ’3 1_ 33 J Secretary, ' 32- ' 33; Sport Editor The Chain, ’32- ' 33; Football Letter, ’30-’32; Basketball Letter, ’30-’32; Track Squad, ’29-’3o; Track Letters, ’30-’3i; Basketball Squad, 32-’ 33; Baseball Squad, ’31-’32. Dan’s a musician and an actor of parts; He’s an athlete, too, and a breaker of hearts. [ 28 ] THE C II AIN 1 9 3 3 History of the Class of 33 Agnes Ramsey T HE Technocratic Union of ’33 has come from two main factories, Venable and Midway. The three hundred members met for the first time in 1929 to elect officers. Thu meeting was chaotic, despite the fact that our recent promotion should have increased our dignity. Claude Robertson and Frances Breeden were chosen president and vice-president, respectively; Mike Williams was selected secretary and treasurer. Our biggest event that year was the Fresh¬ man skit for Book Week. When September of 1930 brought us back to Lane after the three months of vacation that some forgotten group of scholarly Technocrats had gained by seizure innumerable years ago, we had become familiarized with our working mates, instructors, and the general regulations. We realized that certain channels of traffic were to be followed in going from one working room to another. We could complacently hear our new general manager, Mr. Sul fridge, deliver the traditional Freshman welcome. We could be condescending to our new fellow-workers, the Freshmen. The union meeting this year was more orderly. We elected J. Y. Brown, president, Jimmie Maupin, vice-president, Eleanor Burch, secretary, and Anne Lacy, treasurer. The Sophomore scene from “Penrod in Book Week assembly took the award and we felt justly proud that our histronic ability sur¬ passed that of the haughty Juniors and Seniors. Jeanette Petty was president of our Junior Union; Charles Evans, vice- president. Marjory Murch was our secretary and Fendol Carter, our treasurer. The real event of the first few months was the burial of Harrisonburg’s goat. The grandstands emptied as the employees of Lane rallied around the horse-drawn hearse. A more joyous funeral there never was. The Union presented “The Man Who Married a Dumb Wife. Amid the hilarious reception of the audience, the judges decided we best deserved the poster award. In April the Juniors and Seniors went to Washington. Such a trip! We visited this, that, and the other until we almost expired from exhaustion. The solemnity surrounding the gradua¬ tion gave us opportunity to remember that soon we, too, would be turned out into the world, “for better or for worse.” And now that we are Seniors, the old factory seems a protecting shadow against the future. We have tried to pack into these last nine months all those things which make pleasant memories. At the beginning of the school year we elected Union officers. The publication staff was appointed. Plans for a [unior- Senior prom were discussed and in February the prom was initiated successfully. A few weeks later the Juniors and Seniors went to Washington. Senior rings, invitations, the Baccalaureate sermon. Player’s Club play, and other events have starred this year’s calendar. Perhaps we may have some extraordinary occasion to recall our activities here; if so, our chief thought will be, “Thank you. Lane!” [ 29 ] i i) :i :i T H K C H A I N A Page from the Diary of Robert Goldsten as Recorded by James H. Logan AUGUST 15, 1943 ct r I ' IODAY Jimmie and [ saw the fulfillment of our dreams when we com- pleted our audiovisor, the result of eight years of hard work. At exactly three-ten the last screw was tightened and the last wire con¬ nected. We stepped back with a sigh of satisfaction and surveyed our curious looking brain-child. Resembling a long cannon more than anything else, it contained a sheet of that peculiar metal known as Z, which acted in the capacity of fuel. Before that was a bank of vacuum tubes, from which ran several thousand wires to various parts of the machine. Only by using the detailed drawing was it possible for us to ascertain the purpose of each wire. For awhile we said nothing. In a few minutes we would connect the ’visor to our powerful generators and we would know whether or not our work had been in rain. If the machine was successful, we would be able to view and hear anything in the world we wished to by merely turning and aiming our instrument. We had discovered an alloy of metals, which when acted upon by great amounts of electricity, broke up into a gas that had the strange power of sending an invisible ray of reflected power out into space. We had found that the rav penetrated all materials known to mankind and allowed anyone at the source of the ray to see and hear what the opposite end of the ray was touching or passing through. The direction of the ray was determined by pivoting the whole machine, a turn of one-eighth of an inch causing a swing of one hundred miles for the end of the ray. Where the beam originated we had installed a large viewing screen and audition apparatus. Having finished this, we professed to be ready to give our machine a trial. I suggested that we should first view Niagara Falls and Jimmie agreeing, we switched on the current, watched the tubes begin to glow, fed the machine enough Z to send the ray the necessary number of miles, turned the instrument until the mouth pointed in the right direction, and waited. In a few moments a faint mistiness appeared on the screen. The scene cleared and we gazed dumbfoundedly at a small shack built near the base of the Falls, with a sign which proclaimed that two members of our ’33 graduating class of Lane High, Isabel Coston and Lois Herring had hot dogs for sale. Having discovered what two members of our graduating class were doing- ten years after, we decided to satisfy our curiosity and determine what the other graduates were doing by searching them out with our ray. It took us several weeks to complete the job, but the results were satisfying. [ 30 ] THE CHAIN 1 9 9 :J We found Louise Clarke as genera! manageress of “lexas Guinan s night club, where the music is furnished by Dan Yuter’s orchestra, and additional entertainment is afforded by Mattie Perkins, the “blues singer. While in New York we viewed the new Madison Square Garden and saw Clinton Boze win the Paperweight Boxing - Championship, after which we at¬ tended. by means of the ray, a production of the Theatre Guild, where we saw Kitty O’Brien in the leading role of “The Perils of Pauline. She was sup¬ ported by Frances Grant in the part of Cecelia, the maid, and Barbara Bailey as an ingenue lead. We later learned that Eleanor Burch wrote the play. During - the intermission we were entertained by Aleata Gibson at the console organ. Leaving New York, via the Hudson, we followed Stanley House ' s Show- boat, on which Irene Weisbrod is engaged as an entertainer. At Lake Sewa- sewa, where we viewed the 1943 Winter Olympics, we saw Joan I hompson, America’s Champion Skater. Among the spectators at this event were Alma Parr and Virginia Minter, celebrated Follies’ dancers. When we picked them up with the ray they were talking’ to Neva Blakey, who inherited a fortune and is traveling. Later in the same day we found Betty Mitchell and Margaret Norvelle, still at their old pastime of “flirting with athletes. In the World-Wide Broadcasting Station we discovered Hartwell Clark and Harrison Faulkner, who were in charge of the televising. Between the events Frances Clarke and Elizabeth Williams entertained the raido public respectively with style revues and comedy acts. In the American cheering section we saw cheer leader, Helen Ballard, leading the Vassar section, which was chaperoned by Boyd Hoffer. Leaving the Olympics we switched the beam to Chicago, where we inter¬ viewed the Literary Editor of Collier ' s , Mr. Landon Maddex. We followed him to dinner at the largest beer garden in the city, run by Ernest Mitchell and Whitton Morse, where we viewed John E. Shepherd, III, Hudson Cole, and Rebecca Miller, photographer, editor, and artist, respectively, of Ballyhoo Magazine. At lunch we noticed that the pickles served were made by the Spitzer-Stahl Pickle Factory. In a secluded corner of the garden we found George Parker eating pretzels and studying Lacy’s Night Course in Chemistry. Across the table from him sat Ethel Gay working on the manuscript for her “History of Mankind. In viewing Chicago, we saw the Model Orphanage for Red-Headed Chil¬ dren, run by Charles Evans and Jeannette Petty. Adeline Duke and her hus¬ band, a former Lane athlete, were visiting them for the week-end. At this time we decided to journey South to Charlottesville. Our first visit here was of course to Lane High School, in the office of which, Con¬ stance Campbell now reigns supreme as secretary. At a teacher’s meeting that afternoon we saw Elizabeth Gagas, Supervisor of Curriculum, and Anne Quisenberrv, Latin Instructoress. [ 31 ] i 9 u :i T II E C H A I N The following evening we attended, by means of the ray, a dinner given for our friends, Ed Hopkinson, the artist, and Blake Baker Woodson, a prominent member of the Albemarle Bar. They dined at the Charlottesville Branch of Child’s Restaurant, which is managed by Emma King Tucker. After this, they and their friends visited the Stumble In-Stagger Out Cabaret, run by Louise Coffey, where Agnes Ramsey and the Vest sisters act as pro¬ fessional hostesses, and Elizabeth Robinson and Clara Rogers are taxi-dancers. While there we heard a radio television program from the local station by Elizabeth Wilkerson and Eleanor Williams, the famed comedy team. Switch¬ ing the beam to the lobby of the cabaret we found those three famous gigolos, Fred Discjue, J. Y. Brown, and Nelson Coward. Among the patrons there that night were many former Charlottesville debutantes, dressed in gowns from Rhea Miller’s Shoppe. Martha Coulter, Virginia’s only feminine undertaker, was accompanied by Heinz’s Ketchup Drummer, Bill Stallings. Maxine Houchens, Covesville ' s “fashion plate,” was seen in the company of the chief dissenter of the Ivy Depot Board of Aldermen, William Carrington Jones. With the ray, the following morning, we read the daily paper and learned that Graydon Garrette, the rising army officer, was on a hiking tour of the Blue Ridge Mountains, accompanied by Carter Graves, professional guide, that Frances Breeden had married, and that Virginia Clarke was living at home. In the advertisements we read of the following: Lucy Baylor ' s Con- servatorv of Music at Afton ; Lucille Bragg, Pauline Davis, and Jessie Cowles, public stenographers: Vernon Quarles’ Goldfish Hatchery: and Violet Strib- bling’s Chicken Farm. While sending the ray down the street that afternoon, we were attracted by a large crowd in front of Margaret Hulvev’s Furniture Store, where we found “Sleepy” Sulfridge in the window demonstrating Beauty Rest Mat¬ tresses. In the crowd we also picked up Curtis Smith and Merle Southall, coaches of L. H. S. Feminine Football Team; Charles Windes, night watch¬ man for the local radio station; Emma Frances Swindler, secret service investigator; Phoebe Anne Ogilvie, still seeking THAT man; and Gertrude Gitchell, home from Red Cross duty in the Chinese Army. By listening in with the reflective beam we learned from conversations that Bernice Stuffing is the White Queen of the Island of Bombulli, where she first went as a missionary, that Clara Odle, Mary Jane Miller, and Lucv Miller are operating a nation-wide chain of beauty parlors, and that Louise Keister is posing in costume pictures for Fatima cigarettes. And so ended our first work with the audiovisor. It brought in no financial gain but a great deal of pleasure. Our time and trouble will be well repaid, however, for we leave tomorrow for Washington, where we will sell the apparatus and its plans to the government.” [ 32 ] T H E CHAIN 1 9 3 3 Class Will Robert E. Goldsten W E, the Senior Class of 1933 of Lane High School of Charlottesville in the County of Albemarle and the State of Virginia do hereby make and declare this our last will and testament, in manner and form following: I. We give and bequeath our many privileges and our place of esteem to the Senior Class of 1934. II. To our newly-wed teacher and to those who will soon be wed it is our earnest desire that tliev shall find with their husbands great happiness until death do them part. III. To our beloved Sponsor Miss Sylvia Horwitz we leave another History IV class full of rabbits (dumb bunnies). IV. We bequeath to Mrs. Peter Woodward Allen Raine—nee Virginia Moore another French class who will enjoy a complete course in the trials and tribulations of teaching school in Dillwyn, Virginia. V. We leave to our most considerate principal and golf coach a group of coming Bobby Joneses who will be able to win the Woodberrv Golf Tour¬ nament. VI. We bequeath to our beloved superintendent Dr. James J. Johnson a budget that balances. VII. To our beloved Mathematics IV teacher, Haswell Hunter Walker, we bequeath an algebra class with a thorough knowledge of elementary school arithmetic. VIII. We authorize our executor hereinafter named, to give Clarence John Martin Blume an English IV class which will not disturb the said C. J. M. Blume ' s reading of English poetry during the class period. IX. It is our desire that the residue of our estate be equally divided among the members of the faculty not aforementioned in this will. X. Each of the graduates listed below wish to bequeath his own personal qualities: A. Stanley House’s gentlemanlvlike conduct is left bv the said Stanley House to Richard Gilbert. [ 33 ] i «) ;j 3 T H E C II A I N B. James Logan leaves his ability with the pen and tongue to he dis¬ tributed among the students of Mr. Blnme ' s IV B English class. C. Adeline Duke bequeaths her ability to keep masculine friends among the students of Charlottesville School for Boys as well as among the students of L. H. S. to Adele Landau. 1 ). Elizabeth Gagas does hereby give her ability to master the curriculum at L. H. S. with the greatest ease to Edith Bishop. E. Frances Clarke leaves “her Ben to the girls of L. H. S. to tight over. F. Nelson Coward authorizes the delivery of his get-rich-quick schemes to Joseph C. Massey. G. Hartwell Pattison Clark does hereby bequeath his musical ability in addition to his great liking of the “fair sex to Winston Armentrout. H. Margaret Hulvev leave her beauty to the many members of the 1934 Senior Class who aspire to it. I. Rebecca Miller herein directs that her artistic ability be left to Anne Lacy. J. Kitty O’Brien bequeaths her journalistic ability to the staff of the Mi diva v Student. I . Hudson Cole asks that his great knowledge of “affairs about town be left to Harold Glascock. L. Charles Evans leaves his ability to stick with one girl to Ashton Miller. M. Harrison Faulkner hereby bequeaths his ability to keep his weight down to A. T. Dulaney and Porter Graves. N. William C. Jones directs that his ability to play in the backfield he left to the 1933 football team. O. Jury Yates Brown bequeaths his unforgettable laugh to Sandy Smith. P. Louise Keister authorizes the bequest of her many erstwhile boy friends to those girls who may need and desire them. 0 . Ernest R. Mitchell bequeaths his derby to Richard Robinson. R. Whitton Morse directs that his best-all-around way to lie given to Phillip Markwood. S. John E. Shepherd, III, leaves his title as the smallest senior to Leo Smith. [ 34 ] T H E C II A I N l 9 :i 3 T. Constance Campbell wishes her post in the office to be filled by whom¬ soever Miss Bolen chooses. U. It is the wish of Helen Ballard that her air of silence be given jointlv to Roger Pugh and Howald Bailey. V. Boyd Hofifer bequeaths his continual liking for Freshman girls to Franklin Davis. W. Hugh Sulfridge, Jr., leaves his eternal drowsiness to Hollis Fitch. X. B. B. Woodson gives his literary abilities to A. J. Short. Y. Daniel Yuter wishes his abilities with the violin to be left to Howald Bailey. Z. Martha Coulter leaves her position as the Senior Pest to whomsoever may desire it. XI. We hereby revoke all former or other wills and testamentatory dispositions by us at any time heretofore made. XII. We hereby appoint Bruno to serve in the capacity of the sole executor of this will. In witness thereof 1 have hereunto subscribed my name and seal at Lane High School in the City of Charlottesville, in the County of Albemarle in the State of Virginia. - j CPjlo. t. 733 YiA-r eise.s Ik IW acU r«56C5 AW ’ [ 35 ] 1 9 3 3 T II K C II A I X School , the Escalator Eleanor Quarles, ' 34 This modern age, A wise old sage, Nozv finds that school is all the cage; JI ith sweat and brain. With might and mam. The never ceasing, struggling train Of youth abound — Twirls ' round and ' round Until they all are finely ground In hofie and rules, In love and tools. These products of our modern schools- - The Freshmen quake And back seats take And stand all leers for wisdom ' s sake; The Sophies climb, And bide their time. Until they reach that higher clime i There Juniors work; They dare not shirk Though pleasures all around them lurk— They know next year Reward is dear; At under classmen then they ' ll jeer; They’ll Seniors be With a degree At least, of wisdom, you can see. With toil and strife, Perhaps a zvife — They ' ll board that escalator, Life. [ 36 ] JUNIOR CLASS THE CHAIN 19 3 3 Class of 1934 Alfred Arundale... Leo Smith. Neville Wood. Julian Souder. Mr. H. H. Walker. . President i ' ice President . Secretary . Treasurer . ...Sponsor CLASS ROLL Florence Allen Jack Alvvood Eddie Bell Andrews Winston Armentront Alfred Arundale Howald Bailey Lora Beazley Dorothy Beck Herman Bickers Edith Bishop Raymond Bishop Daniel Black Ethel Blankinship Hope Bowen Alonza Bragg Margaret Burgess Mildred Burgess Ada Lee Catterton Johnny Finks Catterton Florence Clarke Dan Francis Clarke Margaret Clibourne Ellen Coleman •Virginia Coleman Billy Combs Stella Critzer Virginia Dabney Franklin Davis Thelma Davis John Dawson Rea Digges Donald Dollens Cdadys Duff A. T. Dulaney Jewel Duncan Helen Dunsmore Josephine Eades Dorothy Easton Raymond Edwards Esther Elliott Helen Elliott Hollis Fitch Randolph French Dorothy Gay Lilian Gay Evelyn Gibson Richard Gilbert Harold Glascock Altha Glover Cornelia Graves Porter Graves Abner Haden Eleanor Hall Stella Hamm Doris Harlan Carl Hart Joyce Hawkins Ruby Hawkins Earline Honeycutt Marguerite Houchens Wanda Irving Evelyn Johnson Willie Johnson Louise Johnson William B. Jones Margaret Kase Alice Keel Jean Kennon Jean Klise Anne Lacy Goldie LaForce Adele Landau Raymond Lang Elizabeth Leake Elizabeth Lee Ruth McAlexander Tim McCue Charlotte McLean Lilyan McClung Ashby McMullen Annie Marion John Marked Philip Markwood Hildred Marshall Thelma Marshall Joe Massey Ernest Matacia Jimmy Maupin Elberta Maxwell Ben Miller Mary Elizabeth Minor Jerome Moore Helen Morrison Mac Moyer James Mundy Elizabeth Nalley Frances Neale Everette Norford Helen Odle Carrie Parr William Payne Ruth Peterson Bradley Peyton Ruby Powell Roger Pugh Eleanor Quarles Ruby Ramsey Ruth Ramsey Mary Rea Helen Ricks Richard Robinscn Virginia Robinson Helen Rosenblatt Eleanor Ross Cecil Runkle A. J. Short Augusta Smith Clarice Smith Frances Smith Gertrude Smith Julia Smith Katherine Smith Leo Smith Myrtle Smith Sandy Smith Julian Souder Charles Sours Howard Stahl Jack Tatem Oswald Taylor Bernard Terrill Bernard Thacker Evelyn Thacker Lawrence Theimer Helen Thomas Anne Thompson Edward Thompson Elizabeth Travis Carl LTpdike Waddell Updike Virginia Utz Elizabeth Vaughan Manly Wade Louise Ward Garth Wheeler James Wiebel Sears Williams Charles Worthington Neville Wood Raye Zfass [ 39 ] SOPHOMORE CLASS r H E C H A I X l 9 3 3 Class of 1935 OFFICERS Joe Disque . President Woodie Poss. Vice President Earl Barnett . Secretary Madelyne Borden. Treasurer Miss Winona Johnston . Sponsor CLASS ROLL Roscoe Adams Margaret Alwood Billy Archer Helen Bailey Maxine Barnett Dorothy Baugh Franklin Beddow Louis Bennett Emma Mae Bibb Walter Bickers Hugh Birckhead Charles Bishop Elma Bishop Madelyne Borden Maurice Bray Charles Brown Frank Bunting Eugene Caffey Claude Carmichael Helen Carter Sally Lee Carter Katherine Carver Edythe Cash Glovena Cason Goldie Chiles Florence Chisholm Eugenie Christian James Clarity Dennis Clarke James Clarke Evelyn Coffey Martha Colcock Carter Cole John Coleman Marie Couturier Walter Couturier Helen Cowles Clara Critzer Virginia Lee Croissant Hugh Danner Elsie Davis Mamie Davis William Dawson Lena Dinges Sarah Dinwiddie Joe Disque Clair Dollins Calvin Doner Jane Doner Evelyn Dowell Ruth Dudley Albert Dulaney George Durrer Dolores Ellington Hazel Ellington Fannie Mae Elliott Garland Elliott Myrtle French George Gajigianis James Garth Willard Geer Harvey Gibson Laura Gitchell Madeline Glass Robert Glover Myrtie Graves Katherine Greaver Claude Haggard Gilmer Hall Peyton Harris Virginia Harris Ed Hase Laurence Hawkins Nancy Herr Fannie Hogan Clyde Holloway Ivan Huffman Edwin Hutter Sue Irving Maxine Jenkins Elmer Johnson Elizabeth Kaufman Mary Kieffer Douglas Kincaid Bertha Landau John Leake Philip Leake Nancy Gray Lee Helen Maddex Jack Manahan Fred Martin Doris Maupin William E. Maupin Gertie Mawyer Kenneth Maxcy Ashton Miller Eugenia Miller Margaret Lewis Miller Charles Mitchell Stanley Mooney Marie Moore Charlie Page Gus Pappas Kate Perley Beulah Perkins Herbert Perkins Lena Perry Katherine Pologruto Ethel Ponton Eugene Porter Woodrow Poss Kathleen Pritchett Louis Proffit Grace Ricks Robert Ricthie Carden Robinson Marie Robinson Josephine Robinson Perrin Shaw Stuart Shelton Alice Smith William Smithey Truman Southall Andrew Southworth Meredith Stevens Mildred Stockton Bertha Stoneburner Mildred Stoneburner Dan Taylor Martha Taylor Lancelot Taylor Ruth Taylor Warner Taylor Virginia Thomas Rudolph Tomlin Dorothy Towsey Brent Tozzer Wilmer Vanderberg William Van Lear Bernice Vest Louise Wade Donald Walters Josephine Walton Howard Wilkerson Ida Williams Sears Williams Elizabeth Wilson Eugene Wingfield Elizabeth Womack Dorothy Wood Kathleen Wood Louise Wood George Woodward Robert Wyne James Young [ 41 ] FRESHMAN CLASS T HE CHAIN 1 9 3 3 Class of 1936 OFFICERS Douglas Fife... President James Matacia. Wallace Trevillian. Vice President Betty Lacy.. Mrs. E. O. McCue, Jr. Jane Adams Robert Agee Warren Armentrout Richard Baird Carl Barnett Gertrude Barnett Lorraine Beck Fred Bender Lola Bias Douglas Bibb Irma Bibb Maurice Bibb Gertrude Bishop Ruth Bishop Velma Boaz Maxcy Boughan John Bragg Dorothy Breeden Margaret Britton Everett Brown Stratton Brown Harry Browning Floyd Buck Arthur Bunch Fred Burch Gene Burrage Harrie Carpenter Jacqueline Carter James Carter John Lewis Carter Pittman Carter Lonnie Cash Loyd Charlie Ernestine Chiles Virginia Chiles Robbie Chisholm Charles Clarke John Clarke Alice Cochran Elizabeth Coffey Elizabeth Coleman Henry Collier Annie Connock Mary W. Crockett Louise Daniel LaZena Davis Carl Deane Robert Deane Harry Dollens Cleveland Doner Ruby Dudley Mildred Durham Louis Dymond Nellie Early Phyllis Early Edna Easton Mabel Easton William Ellinger Maxine Ellington Margaret Eversole Louise Ewell CLAS Maxine Farish Nellie Farish Rebecca Farrish Katherine Fastner Tula Fekas Josephine Ferland Dorothy Feuchtenberi Douglas Fife Lilian Finch John Fitch Hilda Forloines Jack Fout Arline Franks Angelia Gajigianis Virginia Gardner Elizabeth Garner Bessie Gay Frances Gay Douglas Gibson Dorothy Giles Lloyd Giles Frances Gillum Margaret Gillum Marion Glasgo Harry Gleason Mary Ellen Glover Dixie Golladay Sue Hannah Gooch Clarence Goodyear Cynthia Graves Ralph Graves Evelyn Grissinger Billy Haden Margaret Haden Dorothy Hahn Earl Hale Sankey Hall George Hamm Louis Harlan Lloyd Harlow Jack Harnsberger Raymon d Harris Frank Hartman Robert Hartman Keen Hawkins Edith Heermance Charles Henshaw Philip Henshaw Marjorie Herring Frank Higgins Doris Hildebrand Lelia Hildebrand Ernest Hill George Hill Edith Honeycutt Everett Huckstep John Hundley Harry James Roe Jarman Nancy Jefferies Mary Johnson Ida S ROLL Beverley Jones Jack Jones Randolph Jones Virginia Kase Elizabeth Kent Laura King er Margaret King Ophelia King Shuey King Earl Kirby Betty Lacy Lester Lacy Isabella Lanahan Estelle Lanahan Evelyn Lasley Anna Lawrence Fontaine Leake Frances Lee Lucy Belle Linton Ruth Lynch Nellie Maddex William Maddex Virginia Mansfield Cecelia Marshall Doris Marshall Edith Marshall Ruby Marshall Fred Martin Roger Massie James Matacia Oscar Maupin Louise Maxwell Harry Michael Lois Miller Mary Moore Douglas Morris Agnes Moyer Franklin Muse Thomas Nalley Polly Noble Virginia Nuss Jean Odendhal Ernest Oglesby Carline Overman Catherine Payne Russel Payne Canova Peterson Joseph Peterson Katherine Pierce Janet Pond William Porter Wesley Powell Robert Preddy Fay Purvis Louise Ramsey Cecil Reed Frances Reichman Evelyn Rhodes Catherine Roberts Margaret Robinson Sclater Sadler Zimmerman Sponsor .Secretary Treasurer Marvin Sandridge Mildred Savage George Scruggs Randolph ShiHette Jane Smith Emily Smith Natalie Smith Pharez Smith Bill Suavely John Lewis Sneed Holt Souder Marvin Sours Kenneth Southall Louise Southworth Henry Spicer Irma Sprouse Harry Stahl Chester Stokes Hubert Taylor Gail Taylor John Taylor Marion Taylor Susan Taylor Earl Thacker Franklin Thacker Claudia Thomas George Thomas Helen Thomas Josephine Thomas Mae Thomas Myrtle Thomas Fraser Thompson Henry Tomlin Wallace Trevillian Arthur Tuthill Estelle Updike Evelyn Updike Louise Utz Cecelia Valentine Ruth Valentine Ann Van Doren Louis Van Lear Mary Wade Beverly Walker Josephine Walker Margaret Walker Virginia Walker Herbert Watson Carter Weisiger Joe Wheeler Alice Whitlock Mildred Wiant Margaret Wingo Arthur Wood Ray Woodard Frances Wyne Carson Young Geneva Young Phyllis Young Miriam Yuter Pauline Zang l 9 :i . } r II E (’ II A I N Class of 1936 CLASS ROLL Mary Armstrong Waverley Dobbs Leslie Lang Ruth Rocke Eugene Beagle Mildred Dollens Virgil Leake Wendell Ross Clyde Bibb Jane Donnelly John Lupton Elizabeth Sampson Virginia Brice Kathleen Dowell Geraldine McAlexander Edward Shue Harold Birckhead Martha Dudley George Marion Betty Shumate C. H. Bishop Sue Echols Mabel Marres Maude Elizabeth Smith Wilson Brooks John Frizzell Dorothy Maupin Ola Smith Polly Brooks Mary Fry Onley Meeks Hamilton Smithey Amelia Brown Christine Gay Doris Melton John Stulting William Brown Mary Gay Margaret Miller Fred Taylor Lyndall Bunting Addie Lee Geer Katherine Neale James Taylor Thomas Calder Johnnie Geer Anna North Sara Thomas Harry Carmichael Morris Givens Herman Pace Virginia Tompkins Parker Carpenter Willie Glass Joseph Pace Willie Tyler Robert Carter John Gleason Dodie Parr Billy Travis Ezra Cason Frances Hall Ellen Perley Edward Walker Edith Chappie Douglas Hamm Phi lip Peyton Virginia Walker Robert Clarke Mary Ellen Hoge John Pierce Wallace Ward Margaret Coleman James Hughes Henry Price Frances Ward Robert Coleman E. D. Hundley Nannie Quick Dan Wheeler Harry Cowles Frances Jones Frances Quisenberry Reuel Wiebel Lilian Crone Allen Davis Corbett King Virginia Raines Aurelia Wilkins Elizabeth Yoe [ 44 ] L I T E C A C y 1 9 3 3 T II E C H A I N The Lost Treasure Elberta Maxwell, ’34 I F you are one of those persons who is gifted with a vivid imagination, my tale will appeal to you—but, if you are nervous, please refrain from reading it! jjln a picturesque, old town in Virginia there stands an antiquated brick house which was built previous to that great war between the North and South. Natur¬ ally it has its share of history—nor does it escape its ghost stories. When the house was a young thing, the town had not been thought of and its surroundings were rich fields—a plantation. It so happened, as Fate will have things happen, that the owner of the plantation made a pilgrimage to New York City, which was even then rapidly becoming a Mecca for many. Just what his motive was in going I would not venture to say, but, if my imagination does not deceive me, I dare say it was to buy a few supplies, and perchance to learn the latest styles in boots and wigs. Now while there he met an Englishman who was very accommodating about showing him the “evils” of the city, since he was well acquainted with them. The Christmas holidays were drawing near and the Virginian found it necessary to end his visit and in return for the kindness of the Englishman, he invited him to his Virginia home for the Yuletide. The Englishman accepted, since he very much wished to make his home in the States and thought there might be a possi¬ bility of his finding a plantation in Virginia. The holidays were celebrated, gaily, with much merrymaking. The English¬ man, finding a young lady very pleasing to his eye, decided to prolong his visit. During his stay, the guest gambled a great deal, and it was noticed that the Englishman always carried a little chest around with him when indulging in this hazardous sport, and always paid his debts in coin. After he had been there about a month he received a letter from England, bearing the news that interests there needed his attention. It was plain that he hated to leave the girl, and, four nights before his departure, their engagement was announced. The following night proved a terrible one—an electric storm of which the town still talks. It seems that while the guests were merrymaking, he disappeared for a few hours and when he returned keen observers noticed that he was wet and bedraggled. Two nights later the Englishman said good-bye and journeyed to New York, later sailing to his native soil. His affairs in England must have absorbed him, for he very seriously neglected his correspondence. Soon his friends in Virginia became quite anxious [ 46 ] T H E C H A I N 1 9 3 3 as to his welfare. It was not long, however, before the) ' received a letter hearing the news that their friend was very ill and was not expected to live. In England the poor sufferer was being asked for his last will and testament. It seemed that he wished only one thing, namely, that a certain letter he mailed to the States to a young lady. This letter contained a diagram as to the whereabouts of the treasure—for surely you must have guessed that there was a treasure and that he buried it in Virginia three nights before he left. In America his friends had almost begun to live in their accustomed manner again after their great grief, when one day, as if to upset them more, who should burst in but the Englishman. He was greeted rather oddly—more or less as a spectre, hut he assured them that by the kindness of God he had been spared. He was happy upon being reunited with his sweetheart. The girl, stricken with grief over his supposed death, had sought consolation in the admiration of other gallants. But deep in her heart she loved him as much as ever, though she probably did not show it because she had not yet become reconciled to the fact that he still reallv lived and breathed. He urged her to prepare for a hasty wedding. With a heart full of love she agreed and a happier countenance than hers was nowhere to be seen. Marriage preparations progressed. One night he casually mentioned that he thought it about time to go out and dig up the treasure. Unable to comprehend, she looked up at him quizzically and when he asked her for the diagram, naturally, she began to question him. Of course he did not understand. His mind still not recovered from his desperate sickness wandered—rather crowded—all in a flash— over all of the time since he had been back—her inattentiveness. Had she found someone else? Was she planning to marry him, dig up the treasure—share it with this creature his imagination had created? This woman to whom he had given his love—what was she? These things preyed upon his mind so that they succeeded in working him into a fit of temporary insanity. He became violent, accusing her—choking her. She screamed—“I didn ' t tell, oh. I didn’t tell —and kept it up until it was merely a death whisper. This episode occurred down on the lawn, and her screams were not heard in the house. He ran up to his room without being seen. When she was discov¬ ered he feigned great grief. Her death was a mystery—no one ever suspected him. After this, however, he did not buy his plantation, hut spent most of his life wandering about the country. Once while in Washington a letter that had been in the “Dead Letter Office” for many years was given him by a friend who officiated there. At first it looked foreign to him, but then it dawned upon him that it was identically the same letter or diagram that, those many years before, during his illness, he had sent to his sweetheart, and which held the whereabouts of the treasure. Bitterly he remembered his horrible crime and, more bitterly still, the death cries of his innocent sweetheart. Impulsively, he snatched the diagram from the [ 47 ] 1 9 3 3 T II E C II A I N table. He struck a match to the wretched paper, not lifting his eyes until every white scrap was a tiny gray ash. But even the ashes smiled so wickedly at him that he realized lie could not continue his earthly life—he must go to her—find her—if he could. Poor wretched soul that he was, he decided to end his earthly torment by a bullet through his brain. He was more than repentant—he had taken upon himself the penalty of his life for hers. It was too tragic—that romance, but they are together. I am sure, for every night in the picturesque old town in Virginia when there is an electric storm, in the yard of the old red brick house, you can see, if you look, the Englishman walking around searching for the treasure, followed by his sweetheart wailing, “I didn’t tell, oh, I didn’t tell. Some narrow-minded people explain that it is only the wind howling and rattling the window panes, but, knowing this tale, I believe it is the lovers. Some even search for the treasure—but not I—somehow, it holds too many memories to try to uncover them. Who knows what other tragedy it might bring? Mother Earth ' s Housecleaning Kathryn Bunting, ' 33 Mother Earth chuckled as she calmed the surf, And made the skies still bluer, “Daughter Spring null soon arrive And I must haste to greet her. So dozen from the roof of the world so high She grasped her broom, Nor ' zvester; She set him to work that night zvith a will; And he szvept the earth with vigor. Miss Maple, clad in a bright green gown, Madame Oak in her cloak so fine, Felt themselves quite well prepared As they powdered away zvith a cloud. The violet, crocus, and primrose sweet, Their fragrance gave as perfume. The green grass laughed as it waved in the breeze; It furnished a “bed and room.” So just as the newly zvashed April sun On a bright clean world zvas dawning. To the song of birds, ’cross a blossoming hill, Came the Daughter, Spring; it zvas morning. [ IS] T H E C H A I N 19 8 8 People Come and People Go - and Nothing Ever Happens James Logan, ' 33 NE who has never lived in an apartment house does not know the thrill of observing the many different kinds of people that live in them and the various things these people will do. In the eleven years I have spent in apartment and duplex houses, where the walls are as thin as paper and sound travels as it would in a tomb, I have had an excellent opportunity to observe and to see just how strange some people are. Every individual has his own peculiarities, and in an apartment house these are especially noticeable because of the close contact with other people. Also, living in an apartment house causes one to develop certain eccentricities that one would otherwise not have. We shall consider that later. For the time being let us content ourselves with listing the distinct classes to he found in these beehives of abode. In every apartment house, as elsewhere, can he found certain persons who are uncongenial, contribute nothing to the common peacefulness, and in other ways make themselves disagreeable. This type person usually stays in an apartment house for one year only—the length of his lease. At the end of this time he nearly always moves, either from his own choice, or from request of the manage¬ ment. Tf he makes himself too disagreeable, and a number of the other tenants complain, he is sometimes asked to leave before the year is completed. Thus, you can see that an apartment house is one place where the majority rules. Do not confuse the type just mentioned with the kind of person who demands his “money’s worth in service, et cetera. The former is the kind of person who directly violates the apartment regulations by opening his door while cooking so that the savory, nor not so savory, odors may be enjoyed by the other tenants, runs his radio unnecessarily loud after eleven o ' clock, and once in a while skips out” without paying one or more month ' s rent. The latter is somewhat similar to the disagreeable type. He differs only in that he believes in co-operating with the apartment house management and has all due respect for his neighbors, but demands the utmost in janitor service, and believes in using all that it is possible to use of heat, lights, and anything else that is furnished, merely because he pays so many dollars per month for his apart¬ ment. Both kind are more or less obnoxious. One class of people that can always be found in apartments is that which believes in and stages wild and drunken parties. These parties are nearly always amusing to the other tenants, but sometimes they too become disagreeable. 1 49] i 9 n :j T II K C II A 1 About one or two o’clock in the morning, one can often hear strange tales told (by someone who has had “one too many”) in a loud voice for all the world to hear. The tales cover such subjects as the broken-hearted suitor, the fisherman who caught two bass at one time, the misfortune of never being lucky, and emphatic denials of being drunk. The parties are far from amusing, however, when the guests begin playing hide and seek on the iron fire escape. Especially disturbing to sensitive nerves are those people who like to sing. Cooks, all too often, fall in this class, and around six o ' clock in the evening twenty or more different renditions of hymns, jazz, and spirituals can be heard in almo t any apartment house. The total result reminds one of a radio bringing in two or more stations at once. Another member of this class is the fiend who takes baths at midnight and vocalizes while doing so. The prayer of all the apartment tenants is that sometime he will receive as good in return. If the apartment house is of any size at all, o ne or more hermits will be found within its walls. An apartment house hermit is a person who comes and goes as he pleases, does not know any of his neighbors and does not care to, speaks to no one, attends to bis own business, and does not invite anyone to attend to his. Usually the hermit is disliked by the other tenants, merely because they know nothing about him to make them like him. Every apartment house that has a garage, and most of them do have one, has its garage pest. The pest is never marked by his complaints because he never makes any, but by his car. If one finds a car parked in his space, because the space happens to be nearer the door than the car’s assigned space, or if one finds a car parked in the middle of the garage floor blocking the doors, one may put it down as being the work of the pest. Frequent pleas have no effect whatever upon this person, and the pest goes on being the pest. I have saved the good part for the last. There is one class of tenants who call their apartment home, instead of just a place to sleep. This type is called the “home type. Not every apartment house has one, and very few have over one. If it does have more than one, the other tenants are extremely fortunate, because the home type of person never causes trouble for anyone, is considerate of other people ' s pleasure and privileges, and co-operates with the apartment management in every way. This type of person is very rare and hard to find, but when found is well worth the search. hi the motion picture “Grand Hotel, Lewis Stone said, “Grand Hotel— people come and people go, and nothing ever happens.” I, too, maintain that in an apartment house people come and people go, and nothing ever happens. [50] THE CHAIN 19 3 3 Spring Wiiitton Morse, ’33 The blustry skies are mottled now With grey that dims the blue. The old March wind is rushing round To see what he can do. In spite of Winter ' s brave attempts To prove he’s strong as ever. Doc Sunshine says he ' s goin fast — He wont last til! warm weather. They say Jack Frost has passed away — The bluebirds told me so. The little flowers laugh in glee At shrinking spots of snow. ‘I’m free, I ' m free,” the little brook drawls As it sparkles along its way. The pussy willow shakes her drowsy head And dons her dress of gray. The grass bedecked in Sunday green Delights the greedy cow; The farmer boy shouts happily Behind the biting plow. Of course, I need not tell you — You see it everywhere, But just to zvake you up a bit — Say! Spring is in the air! [51] l 9 :i 3 T H E C II A I N Giuseppe Jack Manaiian, ' 35 “There’s a barrel-organ caroling across a golden street In the City as the sun sinks low. H OW long Giuseppe and Beppo had been in London, no one knew. In fact. Giuseppe himself could hardly remember when he had first come, and as the years passed the sunny slopes of far away Italy became more and more a fleeting dream which came and went behind his sightless eyes. An old man was Giuseppe. Standing on the street corner, day after day, he played the organ. Everyone knew Giuseppe, too. And his friends were many, but his constant companion was Beppo. Giuseppe wore an old tattered cloak, but Beppo was outfitted in a little, bright, red jacket; while Giuseppe was old and feeble, Beppo was young and agile. Each morning the two trudged from their dingy quarters to their corner a few blocks down the street. To kiss his master’s hand and dance was Beppo’s life, and he was happy. He always had enough to eat. and his master loved him. Beppo loved peanuts. Every day Giuseppe went to the corner store and bought Beppo peanuts. Giuseppe lived in the slums of London. The streets were dirty, the houses were dirty, and Giuseppe’s room was dirty. The tenement building in which he lived was dingy and dusty, and leaned slightly to one side. The ramshackle shutters hung in every direction. In Giuseppe’s room there was a long table which evidently had seen better days. There was a chair which leaned on three legs, the other being broken. Suspended from tbe ceiling was a large cage. This was for Beppo. The door had a knob by which Beppo might enter and leave his “castle.” Giuseppe made a good living off the organ and Beppo. People would pay well to see Beppo dance. Slowly but steadily Giuseppe had saved his money until now he had a heaping hoard of coins. Because he distrusted banks, all his gold he kept in a bag. Hidden under a brick in the fireplace, the money lay. Since Giuseppe had nothing but Beppo and the money, it was quite natural he should take his money out after each day’s work and fondle it. To clink the money and to hear the sound ring of the yellow gold was Giuseppe’s delight. It meant to him a little cottage outside of London where he could breathe the fresh air, smell the lilacs in the springtime, feel the warm sunshine, and live out his days with Beppo. It was his fondest dream. The days passed into months and the months into years. Giuseppe was growing older. No longer did he move with sprightly tread. His hair, once [52] T H E C H A 1 N 1 0 3 3 raven black, had turned as white as snow. 11 is face was tired and he was bent like a reed. The hoard was increasing, and Giuseppe realized that soon his heart ' s desire could be fulfilled. On a hot summer’s day, Giuseppe and Beppo could have been seen trudging wearily along, worn out with the heat. Up the stairs they came, the silent Beppo and the weak old man. They slept that night, exhausted. The steps creaked. The door opened. Stealthily a hand reached out. It pulled up the brick and took out the black bag. Chattering wildly, just as the sun rose, Beppo wakened his master. Instinc¬ tively Giuseppe groped his way toward the mony. It was not there! There was a sudden twisting in Giuseppe’s heart. Then all was black. 1 think Giuseppe smells the lilacs, and that he and Beppo are happy in the sunshine outside of London. Giuseppe has realized his dream at last. There ' s a barrel-organ caroling across a golden street In the City as the sun sinks low. - Come dozen to Kew in lilac time, in lilac time, in lilac time; Come dozen to Kcze in lilac time (it isn ' t far from London!)” Night Lights Emma Frances Swindler, ’33 I stand among my trees at night. Before me lies a long dark hill On which a hundred crawling lights Press on unceasing , never still. I watch and wonder where they go — Those tiny searching restless beams And honking horns which seem to know My thoughts arc only stuff for dreams. But as they fade am alone, So I look up to spangled skies. A wind-voice says, as pine trees moan, “You have the stars and small fireflies.” [ 53] i 9 3 3 T II E C H A I X Dickens ' Characters I Enjoy Charlotte McLean, ' 34 T HE characters of Charles Dickens have always been my favorites, perhaps because I became familiar with them so early and have remained so. At the age of nine 1 knew as much of many of them as I do now, though I doubt whether I enjoyed them as much, for their best points are not evident to a little child. Their endearing characteristic is, I believe, their originality and utter difference from any you have ever known before. Where have you seen, except among the pages of this English author, such people as Quilp, Sally Brass, Sarv Gamp, the Fat Bov, Mr. Squeers, Mr. Micawber, and the Kenwigses? Mr. Pickwick, lovable old gentleman, is generally supposed to be the most enjoyable of all these characters, but I do not find him as appealing as some others. Still, I can sympathize with his breach of promise suit and enjoy his visits to Dingly Dell almost as much as he himself. Neither do I prefer such heroes as David Copperfield, Oliver Twist, and Pip, though I confess that, as a romantic young man, Nicholas Nickelby is not to be despised. But of all, the Fat Boy stands out—that young gentleman who never woke up except to eat, but who stayed awake the one time of his life and overheard the love affair of the elderly maiden aunt. Then Mr. Quilp, the dwarf with the amazing sense of humor, is unforgettable. The scene in which he returns home after an absence of three days, to find his wife and mother-in-law making funeral arrangements for him, and bounces in upon them with a fiendish yell, is priceless. Then there are characters like Little Nell, Florence Dombey, and Little Dorritt who stir your sympathies and bring realism to the otherwise care-free stories. For the most part, Charles Dickens has overdrawn his tragic creations in an appeal to mankind for the suffering they represent, but these people also stand as kind for the suffering they represent, hut these people also stand as characteristic and original. Little Nell is the only one who seems too precocious; you would have greater sympathy for her if she were more human. However, the tragedies of David Copperfield, the Marchioness, and Charley with her little family, are never uninteresting or sugary. The heroines, Kate Nickelby, Ruth Pinch, and Lucy Manet, are all sweet, charming, and a little usual, but there are outstanding girls and women in plenty. Estella, the woman who led Pip on, Agnes, David’s second wife, and Esther Sum- merson are strong characters, as well as Miss Haversham (who suffered a living death when her bridegroom deserted her) and women of similar lives. Charles Dickens has given 11 s much by his personifications of people of all kinds, in making us more tolerant of other human beings, in helping us to find beauty and happiness in simple things, and, above all, in inspiring us to be natural and simple, heartily loving one another. [ 54] T H E C II A I X 1 9 3 3 “Parachute Cecil Runkle, ’34 ii 1 % W Y chance will come any time now, thought Jim Barry. jfNo one who I f I knew Jim Barry would have thought that he would do such a thing as he was now planning. Jim Barry, the 4,500-hour transport and stunt pilot, whose name everyone knew for his death-defying stunts and record-breaking flights. Barry was taking his three hour turn at the wheel of the Bellanca while Joe Miller, his best friend, until about a hundred hours ago, rested. Harry and Miller had been fast friends since the war from which they both returned Aces. They had had their quarrels, but no argument or fight could make Barry feel as he felt at this time. There was a woman in the case—a blonde. Bier name was Anna Wallace. Barry bad met her at a reception during one of his tours. He was very much “that-way” about her. She was quite fond of him but not as much as he would have liked her to have been. She thought that he was pretty nice and all that sort of thing, but her adoration was in a different circle from what he thought it was. Instead of Barry, she took a fancy to Miller. Of course, Barry thought little or nothing about it, being as broad-minded as he was. The reason for his present malice, or maybe I should say, the “last straw,” was a little incident in the Wireless Room of the Central Airport. There he had seen Anna kissing Miller a tender farewell before what was supposed to be the “record breaking endurance flight of Barry and Miller, famous pilots of War and Peace. He must get rid of Miller now! “If I could get him out on the ‘cat walk.’ Then a tight roll, or maybe a quick slip would do it, but he’ll wear a ' chute when he works on the motor. I’ll fix that though in my next rest period. I wish some¬ thing would happen to that d—d motor. It’s been running good so far, 100 hours on 4 refueling contacts. The men on the ground would never notice. The flight will go to the devil I suppose. No! Let’s see. One more contact will keep ns up thirty hours. One man can’t fly and fill the tanks at the same time; I ' ll wait until after the next contact, then I can break the record alone.—Hey, Joe, your turn to take ’er.’’ “O. K. Coming up!” Miller yelled from the Radio Compartment, “lust got a message from the field. Anna sends ‘love and good luck’. “ ‘Love and good luck,’ eh,” Barry growled to himself. “I guess he gets the love and I get the good luck. Now to get that ' chute back in the rear without his seeing me.” 1 53 ] i 9 :i 3 T HE C H A I N He reached out and grabbed the ' chute from its place beside another. It was a chest pack type. Miller always used a chest pack. It fitted close and was more compact and less cumbersome when he was working on the motor. There were two which hung side by side behind the Pilot’s Compartment. Barry knew that Miller would use this ' chute. They both used it. When one of the two needed one he would just grab the closest to him. This is what he judged Miller would do. He removed the pull ring from the ' chute, then the tube which encased the rip cord. With a small pair of wire clippers he then cut all but two strands of the cable, leaving just enough to hold the ring on ; then he replaced the tube and ring. “Now. he thought, “that will fix it. Just as soon as he pulls that ring the cord will come out and the ’chute will stay packed! I guess I’d better twist this pin here too, to make sure. He took the pliers and bent the release pin which is pulled out by the rip cord. “He couldn ' t pull it out now even if the cord was O. K.,” he surmised. Miller noticed a nervousness in Barry, hut thought it was just the strain. Nevertheless there was a sort of tenseness between them. When the Refuel Shi]) came up. Miller was still piloting. Barry pulled his helmet and goggles over his head after donning a sheep-lined flying suit and the parachute that hadn ' t been tampered with. He climbed up to the door in the roof of the big, broad-backed Bellanca to catch the hose dropped by the re-fueler. After taking on gasoline and oil which would last them through the night, Barry went up to relieve Miller. Thoughts of all kinds were racing through his brain. “It ' s getting dark. Now’s the time if ever. If I could just get him outside. I could tell them that he lost his grip and fell, or caught his foot in the door as he went out. But other friends of Miller would hardly believe that he had stubbed his toe in such an ordinary way, after standing on the top wing of a “Jenny in a loop, or after making breath-taking plane to plane changes, without a ' chute. Barry’s chance came shortly. Two cylinders on the port side were squirting oil Since Miller was not at the controls it was up to him to fix the trouble. Barry veiled and Miller came up to survey it from the inside. The motor was losing revs. fast. Quickly he stepped hack into the compartment where the equipment was. He grabbed a helmet and goggles, slung on a parachute, picked up a couple of wrenches and stepped out on the “cat walk. Closing the door behind him, he made his way along the narrow four-inch board which ran parallel to the ship from the door to the motor. Miller found use for one of his wrenches on a loose cylinder-head nut. The other he had under his foot. He could not find a place for it, so he laid it on the “cat walk and held it there with his foot. He heard a loud clanking inside the motor. “Sounds like something ' s busted inside,” he surmised in an instant. He leaned down to get a better look at the trouble. [561 T HE C H A I X 1 9 3 3 Inside of the ship Barry’s emotions were running wild. He could hardly restrain himself from attempting to get rid of Miller before his “chance” came. Even though the ship was losing power, it still had enough power for him to roll it. “I ' ll throw him off if I have to put the damn thing in a spin,” Barry gritted. “Now! He’s bent down with only a handhold on that step. All this he saw in a split second. Miller grabbed wildly for something to hang on to as his grasp was torn from the step, but he grasped thin air. Barry was raving like a maniac. “That’ll teach him! He won’t play around with any more women o’ mine! he yelled between gasps. As Miller left the ship, the wrench flew from under his foot, ripped a four- inch strip of fabric from under the wing, hanged back through the tail, breaking two elevator control wires, and lodged there, jamming the elevator control. Barrv tried to pull hack on the wheel, but could not budge it. “Damn!” he muttered. The motor emitted a loud explosion and stopped dead. He looked out to see that one of the cylinders had been torn from its fastenings by a broken connecting rod. With the controls jammed and a “conked” motor, the Bellanca went into a tight spin from which Barry could not extricate it. He left the pilot seat, grabbed the other parachute and climbed into it. He was just about to jump, when he saw a white blob far below. He could barely see it in the light of the setting sun. It was the white mushroom of Miller’s parachute. “What! What? Why! The ’chute opened! He’s landing! Some¬ thing went wrong! Then he looked at the parachute which he was wearing. Why he used the other ’chute! he screamed in terror. “This is the fixed one!” .Gyrating wildly, hopelessly out of control and wailing like a Banshee, the Bellanca spun faster and faster. [ 57 ] 1 9 3 9 T II E C II A I N The Forest Charles Page, ’35 Behold the woodland! That wonderful produet of Nature — God’s greatest gift to the earth! The hill, with its slopes Covered with majestic oaks that, Like Atlas, support the universe With uplifted arms; The mountain, carpeted With the tender green of scrub pine, Digging finger-like roots into the thin mantle of the earth, And struggling desperately to keep a foothold In rocky places; And the lozulands, nestling The tender fruit trees of the orchards. Protecting them from the ravages Of Wind and Storm; The shrubs and brambles Brightening the existence of Man, Furnishing food for the lozver mammals, Essential to the beauty of life; But more majestic still, The lone pine standing stark and tall ,— Its towering head lifted in silent, solemn grandeur. Can not this be the watch post Of the Lord? Such arc the qualities of the forest. As you would live, preserve And protect. [58] THE CHAIN 19 3 3 Substituting for Mother Helen Ricks, ’34 AYE you ever had the burden of taking your mother’s place shifted on your shoulders? When you aren ' t used to it every day, it is more than your school lessons and temper can stand, and your shoulders sag under the burden after it has been resting there for a few daws. I know about this because my mother was sick not long ago, and I had to take her place for about a week. In order to get to school in time T had to get up at six-thirty. There was breakfast to be gotten for the family. The bacon, eggs, and toast, or whatever the breakfast menu called for, had to be prepared to suit the tastes of each individual. Then, of course, the sick room tray must be prepared carefully and delivered. Each room must be cleaned and dusted, the school lunches fixed, and, hardest of all, the sisters and brothers must he gotten ready and off to school. At last everything is done, and you have a chance to wash and dress to suit yourself. At school you must try to keep your mind on you r work and try not to be discouraged if the teachers scold you for not knowing your lessons as well as you should. You must also try to -keep a straight face when the teachers hand out page after page of work to be learned for the next day. You must plan the evening well enough so that there will be plenty of time for studying, cooking supper, and cleaning up afterwards so that you may go to bed early and rest. After a few days of this routine, the novelty has worn off and your temper rises to each little thing that comes up. Your sisters add to that spark of temper by being disagreeable and not doing what you tell them to do. You tell one to peel potatoes for supper, another to wash the dishes Father used at lunch, and still another to dust Mother ' s room before the doctor comes. Then they all try to talk at once, telling you to do it yourself. To top it all, when your temper has reached the highest point, some friend of the family calls and wants to know everything. She offers to help if you need help. You have to calm your temper and very sweetly reply, “Thank you, I am getting along fine,” and you want to add “if you would only stop bothering me!” You finally get rid of the woman on the telephone to find that the supper is scorching, and then you burn your fingers trying to mend this. Neighbors come in, and your mother, not knowing whether the house is clean or not, apologizes for its appearance. The neighbor replies that it is lots clearer than hers. Your temper cools a little at that. Your father praises the food even though it is a little burnt. Your temper is entirely snuffed out, leaving only charred ashes, and you are satisfied that you have at least succeeded. Joy! Oh! Joy! Mother is at last up and able to take the burden of house¬ keeping off your shoulders and once more you stand up straight and go your own free way. I 59 ] 1 9 3 3 T II E C II A I X Dissertation on Fried Chicken Adele Landau, ’34 G AY, frisky, little chickens, hopping perkily round the yard, little do you dream of the end that awaits you. Yours is a short, happy life. You are destined for great things. For when the tulips bloom in the garden, you will be frying size and then—! But it would be cruel to spoil your joy by dark prophecy. Let kings have their pheasants and truffles ; leave millionaires to their caviar and quail; sophisticates may have their French hors d’oeuvres and their pate de fois gras, but for me—fried chicken. Of all the delicious morsels that ever tickled the palate of a happy gourmet the breast of a young chicken, delicately browned, delicately crisp, is best. It makes one think of early flowers, sunshine, and Sunday dinners. The time must be about one o’clock on a spring Sunday, when the sun is not too hot. There must be flowers on the table, and a congenial company of old friends is important. The chicken must be juicy and tender, the grease piping hot, and the cook in the proper frame of mind to produce a masterpiece. Gently lift the chicken, cut in sundry pieces, and plop it down into the frying- pan. A lively sputtering, a most tantalizing smell, then we wait, it seems, forever. At last it is pronounced “done to a turn,” and at just the right moment is taken from the pan. Now, oh young chicken, is your destiny fulfilled. We enthrone you on a platter, we surround you with mashed potatoes, we deck you with parsley, we bear you in state to the table, we crown you King, supreme and peerless of all there is to eat! And I ' ll take a drumstick! Understa n ding Emma Frances Swindler, ’33 God speaks in rain and storm and wind My mother used to say to me, She bade me listen to the din And crash of breaking bough and tree. I hear the thunder reach its crest The light ' nings snap and crash again And I find saving strength and rest In the sounds of the long, warm rain. [ 60 ] ACTIVITIES I 9 3 3 r H E C H A I X Bumble Bee-Chain STAFF B. B. Woodson ... Editor - in-Chief Elizabeth Gagas... Assistant Editor Emma Frances Swindler.. Literary Editor Rebecca Miller . Art Editor Lawrence Theimer and Charles Evans. Assistant Art Editors J. Y. Brown... Business Manager Hugh Sulfridge...... Assistant Business Manager Nelson Coward. Advertising Editor Frances Clarke... Exchange Editor Dan Yuter.. Sport Editor Elizabeth Williams..... .. Joke Editor Frances Grant. Feature Editor Stanley House. Organization Editor Hudson Cole and John Shepherd_ Photo Editors Typists Jessie Cowles Isabel Costan Lucille Bragg Betty Mitchell Phoebe Ann Oglivie Mary Louise Smith Margaret Hulvey Misses Naomi Sheppe and Sylvia Horwitz...... Sponsors Mr. E. R. Riedel. Business Adviser [62] THE CHAIN 19 3 3 [CLARKE I . j ' Jr or; vyiTz SHEPHERD SULFRIDGE- . v ■ • xs 1 9 3 3 T HE C H A I N The Midway Student Kitty O’Brien. Eleanor Quarles Charles Sours.. B. B. Woodson. Howald Bailey.... Joe Massey. Eleanor Ross_ Eleanor Hall. James Logan. Jeanette Petty.... STAKE _ Editor-in-Chief ....Assistant Editor __ Sport Editor . News Editor ...Make-Up Editor _ Literary Editor ...Exchange Editor _ Society Editor Business Manager .. Typist Reporters Roger Pugh Fred Disque Ernest Matacia Jack Manahan Eleanor Quarles Miss Mildred Jones, Mrs. E. O. McCue.. Mr. Hugh Sulfridc.e, Mr. E. R. Riedel . Roscoe Adams Charles Page Mary E. Minor Charles Evans Frances Grant [04] Sponsors .Advisers THE CHAIN 19 8 3 iluiiimf HAPPY THANKSGIVING CLARENDON ,ANE HIGH IN � AY PARAD1 FACULTY BECOME AVIATION ENTHUSIASTS DR. JOHNSON SPEAKS TO , STENOGRAPHY CLASSES ISTORIAN 1 t) u :i r H E C II A I N Metcalf Literary Society OFFICERS Emma Frances Swindler.-... Eleanor Quarles. Ri.akf Raker Woodson .... President . Vice President . Secretary Tee Blankinship.... Miss Lucy [ones ... Treasurer ... ... Sponsor ME IMBERS ]ane Adams Maxine Ellington Jean Kennon Eleanor Quarles Roscoe Adams Esther Elliot Betty Lacy Vernon Quarles Margaret Alwood Helen Elliot Isabel Lanahan Prances Quisenberry Howald Bailey Charles Evans fames Logan Agnes Ramsey Lora Beazley Louise Ewell Charlotte McLean Bill Snavely Hugh Birckhead Tula Fekas Nellie Maddex John Sneed Alonzo Bragg Douglas File Mae Marston Allan Spitzer Margaret Britton Elizabeth Gagas Joe Massey Emma F. Swindler Edith Chapelle Robert Goldsten Louise Maxwell Marian Taylor Charles Clarke Cornelia Graves Mary E. Minor Ann Thompson Frances Clarke Porter Graves Ernest Mitchell Brent Tozzer Louise Co fi e v Eleanor Hall Elizabeth Nallev Wallace Trevillian Martha Colcock Edward Hase Margaret Norvelle Arthur Tuthill Nelson Coward Marjorie Herring Kitty O’Brien Mary Wade Martha Coulter John Hundley Phoebe A. Oglivie Neville Wood Cleveland Doner Elmer Johnson Charles Page B. B. Woodson Sue Echols Dolores Ellington Louise Keister Wesley Powell Helen Thomas Dan Yuter [6fi] T HE CHAIN i 9 ;3 ;3 Ha yes Literary Society OFFICERS Evelyn Thacker. President Roger Pugh.. I’ice President Frances Grant . Secretary Virginia Dabney. Treasurer Miss Winona Johnston. Sponsor MEMBERS C. H. Bishop Morris Givens Ruth Peterson Eugene Caffey Douglas Hamm Bradley Peyton Helen Carter Peyton Harris Philip Peyton Ellen Coleman Carl Hart Roger Pugh Mary W. Crockett Edith Heermance Frances Reichman Virginia Dabney Xancy Herr Betty Shumate Louise Daniel Margaret Hulvey Holt Souder Sarah Dinwiddie Sue Irving Jack Tatem Fred Disque Roe Jarman Evelyn Thacker Jane Doner Nancy Jefferies Claudia Thomas Martha Dudley Elizabeth Kaufman Cecilia Valentine Hazel Ellington Lucy Bell Linton Anne Van Doran John Frizzell Charles Mitchell Margaret Walker Mary Fry Whitton Morse Elizabeth Wilson Frances Grant Katherine Neal Betty Yoe Myrtie Graves 167 ] I 9 3 3 r H E C HA I N Players ' Club OFFICERS Kitty O ' Brien... Emma Frances Swindler.........— Jimmie Logan. Franklin Davis. Mr. E. R. Riedel......... . President Pice President . Secretary . Treasurer . Sponsor Jack Alwoocl Barbara Bailey Howald Bailey Alonza Bragg Margaret Britton J. Y. Brown Eugene Caffey Martha Colcock Hudson Cole Franklin Davis Hazel Ellington Graydon Garrett Harold Glascock Mary Ellen Glover Frances Grant Porter Graves MEMBERS Dorothy Hahn Eleanor Hall Payton Harris Ed Hase John Hundley Sue Irving Evelyn Johnson Willie Johnson Elizabeth Kaufman Jean Kennon Anne Lacy Betty Lacy Jimmie Logan Nellie Maddex Alberta Maxwell Mary Elizabeth Minor Ernest Mitchell Kitty O’Brien Roger Pugh Ruth Peterson Eleanor Quarles Frances Reichman Curtis Smith Mary Louise Smith Emma Frances Swindler Wallace Trevillian Evelyn Updike Elizabeth Williams Mildred Wiant B. B. Woodson Dan Yuter [68] T H E C II A I N 1 9 3 3 BETTY LOU ' CHORUS witches ' hour and candlelight cast LANE HIGH PRODUCTIONS BETTY LOu GIRLS ' GLEE CLUB DANCING CHORUS BETTY LOU CAST EVERYDAY ' PLAYERS’CLUB E MAN WHO DIED AT TWELVE OfcLOCK i 9 8 3 T H E C II A I X . ' I gif Hoys ' Hi-Y OFFICERS W hitton Morse.....-. .. President Hugh Sulfridge..... ..Vice President Charles Evans. Secretary Fred Disque. . . ... Treasurer Mr. Leroy Hilldrup........... Sponsor MEMBERS Alfred Arundale Carter Graves Roger Pugh Raymond Bishop Porter Graves A. J. Short Daniel Black Boyd Hoffer Curtis Smith Alonzo Bragg Edward Hopkinson Leo Smith J. Y. Brown William C. Jones Charles Sours Hudson Cole Philip Markwood Hugh Sulfridge Fredrick Disque . James Maupin Edward Thompson Joseph Disque Alpha Miller Wadell Updike Charles Evans Ernest Mitchell Manley Wade Lloyd Giles Whitton Morse James Wiebel Robert Glover Woodv Poss Dan Yuter T IIE C H A I N 1 9 3 3 Girls’ Hi-Y Martha Coulter. Kitty O’Brien. Neville Wood. Eleanor Quarles. Mrs. Allen Raine. Lora Beazley Tee Blankinship Martha Coulter Virginia Dabney Cornelia Eddins Dolores Ellington Helen Elliot Cornelia Graves Eleanor Griffith Eleanor Hall Jenny Holloway Louise Keister OFFICERS . President l ice President . Secretary - Treasurer . Sponsor MEMBERS Rebecca Miller Elizabeth Nalley Kitty O ' Brien Phoebe Ann Ogilvie Jeanette Petty Eleanor Quarles Agnes Ramsey Myrtle Smith Emma F. Swindler Emma King Tucker Elizabeth Vaughan Neville Wood [ 71 ] l 9 . } 3 T H E CII A I N Boys Glee Club OFFICERS Franklin Davis.... Alpha Miller........ Dan Alter_____ Miss Grace V. Reynolds... MEMBERS Jack Alwood Alfred Arundale Hartwell Clarke Robert Cole Billy Combs Franklin Davis Hollis Fitch George Gajigianis James Logan Ernest Matacia Dan Ynter . President ... Vice President Secretary and Treasurer .. Sponsor Ashton Miller Ben Miller Charles Mitchell Ernest Mitchell Whitton Morse Woodie Poss Curtis Smith Leo Smith Hugh Sul fridge Manly Wade [ 72 ] T H E C II A I N 1 9 3 3 Girls ' Glee Club Madelyne Borden. Mary E. Minor. Helen Thomas. Miss Naomi Sheppe OFFICERS . President .. I ice President Secretary and Treasurer ... Sponsor Barbara Bailey Lucy Baylor Dorothy Beck Edith Bishop Ethel Blankinship Madelyne Borden Jane Doner Gladys Duff Dolores Ellington Esther Elliot Angelia Gajigianis Lillian Gav MEMBERS Aleata Gibson Mary Ellen Glover Eleanor Hall Nancy Herr Margaret Hulvey Evelyn Johnston Louise Keister Jean Kennon Nellie Maddex Charlotte McLean Lucy Miller Mary E. Minor Ruth Peterson Janet Pond Mary Louise Smith Natalie Smith Emma F. Swindler Dorothy Thomas Helen Thomas Emma King Tucker Evelyn Updike Elizabeth Vaughan Elizabeth Williams [ 73 ] l 9 :i :J r II K C II A I X Fall Term Eleanor Quarles. Bill Arundale. Jack Manahan.. Jack Manahan. Mr. Haswell H. Walker Fall Term Hugh Sulfridge. Fred Disque. Eleanor Quarles.... Bill Arundale. Jean Kennon. Alpha Miller. Jack Manahan. Hazel Ellington .... Josephine Ferland.. William Sheffield Polly Noble. Joe Disque. Carter Cole. Holt Solder. Margaret Walker.. Henry Spicer. Betty Lacy. Allan Spitzer. Helen Thomas.... Eugene Caffey. Student Council OFFICERS . President . . Vice President . . Seer eta ry . . T reasurer . . Sponsor . MEMBERS Room .ii. . 12 . - 13 .-. .15. .16. . 17 . ..18. . 22 . • 24 - .26. ..28.. - 31 - 3 2 - - 35 - 36- .Li- .L2„ ■L3 IT4] Spring Term .Charles Sours .Fred Disque .Nancy Lee .Joe Disque Mr. Haswell H. Walker Spring Term .Hugh Sulfridge .Fred Disque .Charles Sours .Cornelia Graves . ...Jean Kennon ......Charlotte McLean ..Roscoe Adams .Nancy Lee ..Josephine Ferland .....Cynthia Graves .Mary Johnson .Joe Disque .Dolores Ellington .Douglas Fife .John Snead .Tula Feicas .Betty Lacy .Elizabeth Gagas Mary Winston Crockett .Eugene Caffey T HE C H A I N 1 9 3 3 G. A. A. Board J. Y. Brown. Fred Disque. Charles Sours. Mr. E. R. Riedel OFFICERS . President Vice President Secretary and Treasurer . Sponsor MEMBERS Bill Arundale Sally Lee Carter Fred Disque Joe Disque Jewell Duncan Charles Evans Gravdon Garrette I 75] l 9 :j :i T II E C IT A I N “C” Club OFFICERS James Wiebel. Alfred Arundale. Raymond Lang... Dennis Clark... James Leitch..... _ President Vice President .... . Secretary _ T reasurer . ...Sponsor MEMBERS Alfred Arundale Herman Bickers Dennis Clark Hudson Cole Fred Disque Joe Disque Delbert Jeter William C. Jones Raymond Lang James Maupin Dan Yuter Ernest Mitchell Whitton Morse Curtis Smith Charles Sours Merle Southall William Stallings Hugh Sul fridge. Jr. Lancelot Taylor Mark Turnage James Wiebel [16] athletic FOOTBALL AND SCORES .V. E. S. .... Lexington . Culpeper Harrisonburg . Staunton ... Alexandria Vinton ll ffampton n ft . L.) Opponents, 8 • 5 OUT HALL l 3 :i T II E C H A I N Football 1932 H ISTORY repeats itself. Not since 1927 has Lane High won the State Class B Championship. The team accredited itself with 178 points while the opponents were only able to total 8 points. This is quite a creditable record to which the future teams of Lane may aspire. Football prospects at the beginning of the season were not as encouraging for Coach “Jimmy” Leitch as many valuable players of the preceding year had graduated. But the line cooperative spirit of the boys under the able leadership of Leitch enabled him to produce a highly powerful unit. There was little or no individual starring which proved an asset rather than a liability. All possible credit is due the boys and Coach Leitch for their remarkable showing of “real” football and fine sportsmanship. Thanks are also due the students and towns¬ people who gave us their loyal support. V. E. S. vs. LANE Lane High traveled over to Lynchburg to play the first game of the season against Virginia Episcopal School, and for the first time in years won its opening game. The Lynchburg team made the first score when Taylor was downed behind his goal. This bolstered up the Lane team, for late in the same quarter, a pass from Jones to Arundale gave them a lead which V. E. S. could not overcome. Neither team scored again until the last quarter when Taylor of Lane intercepted a pass and ran 40 yards to score. Both the line and the hackfield showed great promise. LEXINGTON vs. LANE Last year Lexington trimmed Lane by a 19-2 score, but this year “the table was turned,” as the Lane grid machine went into perfectly timed action and downed Lexington, 26-0. Lane played one of its best games of the season against Lexington. Bill Byrd, of the University, kept the team in shape while Coach Leitch was recuperating from an appendix operation. [80] T H E C H A I N l y li :i CULPEPER vs. LANE This game showed our boys playing in fine style as Lane marred Cul¬ peper’s clean record by defeating them 33-0. Lane scored at the end of the first quarter when Wiebel, receiving a pass from Taylor, ran for a touchdown. In the second quarter Smith scored a well-timed end run. Two touchdowns were made in the third quarter; one by Jones and one by Taylor. The last score was made by Lang on a beautifully executed pass from [ones. HARRISONBURG vs. LANE The following week Lane went to Harrisonburg to hang up another victory. The team started off poorly at the beginning of the game letting Harrisonburg march down the field and score before they could settle down and function as a unit. Not until the second half did Lane start placing real football. Smith scored first when he ran 50 yards on an end run. Taylor kicked the extra, point. In the fourth quarter Lane blocked a punt on Har¬ risonburg ' s 35-yard line and then pushed down the gridiron for the final tally. The try for extra point failed. STAUNTON vs. LANE Scoring in each quarter, the Lane High team downed the Lee High gridders. The scoring was begun for the locals bv Tavlor who made the first two touchdowns, scoring first on a five-yard plunge at the end of the first quarter, after Lane had made a fifty-yard drive down the field. In the second quarter he again scored on a thirty-yard sprint around left end. Jones inter¬ cepted a pass in the third quarter and returned to the twenty-three-vard line. A few plays later Jones lugged the ball across the goal line on a 20-yard end run. Staunton could not cope with the Lane gridders’ attack and Lane did not have much trouble subduing them. [81] I 9 :j 3 r II K C H A I N ALEXANDRIA vs. LANE ‘‘Ah, revenge is sweet, saicl the Lane grid warriors as they fairly romped all over Alexandria to the tune of 25-0. This evened up last year ' s heart¬ breaking loss when they defeated Lane 14-13. The visitors only threatened once and that was when the Lane regulars had been replaced by substitutes. The features of the game were Jones’ spectacular 65-yard run and the 40-yard pass from Jones to Lang. Smith scored after Lane recovered a fumble of Alexandria ' s on their 20-yard line. Taylor also scored. HAMPTON vs. LANE Playing on a wet and muddy held, Lane downed the powerful eleven of Hampton High School 7-0. The Lane team started a 40-yard drive that netted the onlv touchdown of the game, Taylor scoring the touchdown on straight football plays and Jones adding the extra point on a line plunge. The fourth quarter proved most exciting when Hampton started its relentless drive down the held and was only stopped when the referee ' s whistle ended the game. Thev were but four feet from the goal line. CLARENDON (W. AND L.) vs. LANE “Turkev-Day, Lane ended its football season with a 20-0 win over W. and L. Lane registered its initial touchdown earlv in the first quarter when the locals recovered a Clarendon fumble on the opponents’ 20-yard marker. With consecutive line) plavs. Lane soon bad the ball across W. and L.’s line with Turnage carrying the pigskin. W. and L. made a deep thrust into our territory in the second quarter but with fine vards to go for a touchdown, Lane finally coordinated and presented a stone wall to the W. and L. players, stopping them in four downs. In the third quarter Tavlor plunged across the goal for Lane’s second touchdown. This time Jones hit center for the extra point. Later in the final period Lane again scored by a pass from Jones to Wiebel. Taylor kicked for extra point. A large holiday crowd witnessed the game. Lane High ended its football season with no defeats and with not even a tie score to mar its brilliant record. [82] r II E CHAIN l 9 a a LANE IN ACTION l 9 li :i T II K C ' II A I X Varsity Football Squad, 1933 William C. Jones, Whitton Morse_ ____ ...Co-Captains Jimmie Maupin. Manager James A. Leitch.-.-.-. Coach E. R. Riedel. Athletic Director First Team Raymond Lang... Whitton Morse.. Delbert Jeter_ Hugh Sulfridge. Merle Southall Dennis Clarke... Tames Wiebei. Billy Jones. Curtis Smith_ Mark Turnage... Lance Taylor. LINE-UP . left end . ....left tackle.... ...left guard.... . cciitcr . ..right guard... ...right tackle... . ..right end.-.. ...quarterback.. ..left halfback. right halfback . fullback _ [ si ] Substitutes _Charles Evans .....Herman Bickers . Hudson Cole _Earl Barnette .Bobby Cole Carter Graves Raymond Edwards _Claude Haggard _Bill Arundale .Jack Alwood John Markei.i ' ) Manly Wade William Ellinger T II E C H A I N 1 9 3 3 Junior Football Squad , 1933 Joseph Kelly. Coach First Team LINE-UP Fred Disque. ____ left end . Arthur Wood... . ...deft tackle .... Albert Dulaney. .. left guard .... Stanley Mooney. . center . Phil Markyyood.. . right guard ..- Leo Smith. _ right tackle ... Caii. Taylor_ . right end .... Joe Disque. _ quarterback .. Ernest Matacia... _ left half . Iohnny Shepherd.... . right half .... Charles Sours. . right halfback Second Team .Willard Geer _Sclater Sadler .. Fred Bender ...Hugh Birckhead .Hugh Danner ...Billy Maupin _Billy Archer _Clinton Boze _Peyton Harris Eugene Wingfield ....Kenneth Maxcy OPPONENTS’ SCORES Lane Juniors.. 7; Miller School...... Lane Juniors..14; Miller School.. Lane Juniors....... 4 ; McGuffey School____ Lane Juniors.20; Clark School. Lane Juniors... o; Woodberry Forest Junior Varsity Lane Juniors___ 0; A. M. A. Prep. Varsitv Scrubs. 6 0 0 0 20 54 [ 85] i 9 :i :i t iie c ii a i x Varsity Basketball Squad , 1933 ... Captain Managers _ Coach Whitton Morse. Bobby Cole and Dennis Clarke. James A. Leitch, Jr_ LINE-UE First Team Fred Disque. forward. B i ll Arundale. forward. WH i tton Morse. center.. Billy Jones. guard. Dan Yuter.. guard.. Substitutes .Charles Sours _Clinton Boze William Brown Claude Haggard .James Wiebel j Joe Disque I Mark Turnage Jan. 6—Staunton .Here Jan. io—Woodberry Forest . ..There Jan. 15—V. S. D. B ...Staunton, Ya. Jan. 17—Waynesboro .. There Jan. 20—Staunton ...There Jan. 27—Bridgewater . ____Here Jan. 31—Shenandoah .There Fel). 3—Western H. S.Washington, D. C. Feb. 4—Warrenton .There Feb. 7—V. S. D. B. ....Staunton, Ya. Feb. 10—Waynesboro .Here Feb. 14—Fredericksburg ... .. ..There Feb. 17—Harrisonburg...Here Feb. 21—Bridgewater .. There Feb. 24—Shenandoah .Here Feb. 28—Harrisonburg .There Mel:. 2—Fredericksburg ..Here [ 86] T H E C II AIN 1 9 3 3 Junior Basketball, 1933 Roscoe Adams__ James A. Leitch, Jr LINE-UP First Team Roscoe Adams__-__ forward . Wilson Brooks.- . forward . Gail Taylor_ center .. Billy Archer. . .. guard . Carter Weisiger. guard ... Captain ..Coach Substitutes ....James Matacia Kenneth Maxcy .Charles Windes Ernest Matacia ....Peyton Harris GAMES Miller School.Here Miller School.There Harrisonburg . There A Junior Intra-mural League was organized during this session, and four teams, the Lords, the Cadillacs, the Buicks, and the Packards, contended for a cup offered by tbe “C” Club. This cup was won by the Fords—Roscoe Adams, cap¬ tain, Charles Henshaw, Carter Weisiger, Gail Taylor, Eugene Wingfield, Cleve¬ land Doner, and Fred Bender—and is now proudly displayed in the Athletic Trophy case in the front hall. From the four intra-mural teams, the school junior team was selected. This team played the games listed above. [87] I i) :{ a T II K C II A I X Girls ' Basketball Squad , 1933 Reading from left to right: Mrs. Julia Alderman, coach; Lora Beazley, R. G.; Willie Tyler, ). C.; Helen Elliott, L. F.; Dorothy Feuchtenberger, J. C.; Jewel Duncan, captain, L. F.; Sally Lee Carter, R. FI.; Virginia Gardner, L. G.; Doris Harlan, R. G.; Margaret King, L. G.; Emma Mae Bibb, S. G. Others who belong to the squad but who are not in the picture include Vir¬ ginia Coleman, S. C.; Alma Parr, L. G.; Carrie Parr, R. G.; Louise Ramsey, R. F. SCHEDULE AND SCORES Lane.........25; St. Anne ' s School Lane. 16; St. Anne’s School Lane.21 ; Waynesboro. Lane... 7 ; Waynesboro... Lane.25 ; St. Anne’s School Lane.17; Fredericksburg .... Lane.... ...32 ; Fredericksburg .... Lane.23 ; Harrisonburg. Lane...:.18; Harrisonburg. Lane.. 49; Lane All-Star. Lane.... 25 ; Shenandoah . 16 3 2 44 28 16 3 2 44 35 31 3 2 20 [ 88 ] T H E C II A I X 1 9 3 3 Track Team, 1932 On Saturday, April 30, the track team journeyed to Woodberry Forest to compete in a track meet against Woodberry Forest, Swavely Prep, and Petersburg Hi. While Lane High took third place, scoring 33 points, Woodberry Forest won the meet with 64 points. Harris was high scorer for Lane with 9 y 2 points ; he won the broad jump, tied for second in the high jump, and took third place in the pole vault. Blanton placed third in 120-low hurdles, third in the 220-low hurdles, and third in the broad jump; Yuter placed second in the hundred and in the two-twenty; Britton won the half mile; Mitchell took third in the mile; Morse was fourth in the 220-low hurdles; Jones was fourth in the broad jump; Herman Wheeler placed fourth in the javelin, and Carter took fourth place in the 220-yard dash. Considering that these boys were competing with Prep and Class A schools, we feel that they did exceedingly well. LANE PARTICIPATES IN STATE MEET The team did not show up as well as we had hoped in this meet. We man¬ aged, however, to accumulate 16 points. Harris contributed 10 points by winning the high jump and broad jump. Lew Griffith and Whitton Morse handled the low hurdle situation very well, by coming in second and third, respectively. Billy Jones, with a great show of speed at the final spurt of the 440 yard run. eked out a fourth place which accounted for one point. [89] l 9 :i :i T II E C II A I N COULTER- MILLER- YUTE R-GRAVES - HALL CHfER. LEADERS FEATURE i 9 :i ,‘i T II E C II A I N MARGARET HU IVEY PRETTIEST G-IRL LILLIAN m CLUNG MOST POPULAR GIRL JOE BISQUE BEST LOOKING BOV FRED BISQUE MOST POPULAR BOY T HE C II A I N 1 9 3 . LOUISE KEISTER BEST ALL-AROUND 1RL BILLY JONES BEST ATHLETE WHITTON MORSE BEST ALL-AROUND BOY SYLVIA P HORWITZ .MOST POPULAR TEACHER.. Or TAME WiX Strott«n - i i) u : t iie c ' n a i n rtir man BABy T H E C H A I X 1 9 . } 3 THE TIMES i 9 n :i T II K C II A I N ID RO Turn to page no CO 3 C D U h c n H-H H h m C D o OQ I « :{ T II K (’ II A I N SNAPS T H E C II AIN 1 9 3 n ah ' iUtoumg 0tuhntt BpaMtnrs History Classes Take Trip To Washington X V LANE HICH CLAIMS 1 B k CHAMPIONSHIP Sfi, bumble bee � ' soetforo V Junior-Senior Prom Proves Great Success ' 00 HI ZkTkI t F s ° r $ vA t £ Seog« � Awarded Letters Athletic Assembly ' A % - 00! J VV °° L ORCHESTRA oRcmiied Ra v o Sfa ,o. , “™‘ Ax Xx, H X Sv s X, r «v -CS s % Vvp ' r - B ume Elected President of Local $ du Saturday U f£ PUNS FOR PATRONS ' DAY ANNOUNCED � N ’ o Tts Association CL£e fcu a %• % “ )- COlM ® CONttST V 0 r, UB ORGAN ' 1 ® %■ s £m ' Or Xy COLE CLUB ' C,f 0o X- vm honors o,v X,« � .-o M uSwa glR oR ja rt%A vV st� le HISTORY CUSS TAKES TRIP TO FILTRATION PUNT Student Council Members Elected OLrr olub fLA- Columbus Day Celebrated At bX� w “ Lane High v s- A ' % T 0 P : Se X ,. Ub H A, Per ° tyy- C- eps ’ C 0 Ab l o A, v, r s 0 s School Busy r V Preparing For Examinations i ( .) :i T II K (’ II A I N JLauJ- S • 0 -. L 6 . AZ.U- ' bs?n. R .Y Signs and Sayings (let out of this office! That’s enough from the Study Hall. I’ll remember to do it tomorrow. It’s as easy as falling off a log backwards. Students, don’t von see? I’m afraid I ' ll forget. Now, clahs! Is that your trash on that desk? If you don’t keep quiet I’ll send you back to Study Hall. 1 don’t want to spend the whole period on this, now. Everyone has his own place; draw your own conclusions. Try to be quiet over in that corner. You are getting too bright. Just keep quiet! All right now, they don’t do such in Dillwyn. Now, says Pat to Mike— Now, for tomorrow—uh— The trouble is—you all don’t think. It works like a charm! If you don’t interpret it that way—personally, I’d do this. Help me out, help me out now ! Don’t hold back the class. We’ll probably have a written lesson tomorrow. 1 don’t like your attitude. Too much talking! Hmmm—I’ll take this downstairs, I’ll be right back. At the next offense, explain your actions to Mr. Sulfridge. Quiet now, please. Don’t be impatient, l ake your seat, I ' ll come around and help you in a minute. You report to me at 2 130. f 102 ] T HE CHAIN 1 9 3 Techno-Crazy When the world grew tired of democracy The big shots gave us technocracy ; But the robots and ergs Who dance on icebergs Are plumb full of jolly hypocrisy. Said the turtle to the tortoise: “You may Find it hard to believe what I say, You may think it absurd But I give you my word I was fined for speeding today. There was once a man from Rio, Who took a trip to Ohio. He found him a wife, Then started the strife, For now he ' s supporting a trio. Mr. Blume: “Will you please pay attention to ' The Lady of the Lake ' instead of the ladies of the class? Betty Lacy: “Now you pride yourself on being able to judge a woman ' s character by her clothes. What would be your verdict on my sister over there?” Bobby Cole (looking at her sister ' s scanty attire) : “Insufficient evidence. There was once a girl named Susan Who was always dreamin ' and snoozin ' ; One day to her fate She slept on a date And now there is no boy for Susan. In the army there was a baker Who went to the front with a caper; When the battle was won And the fighting was done Our hero had gone to his Maker. There was once a boy named Jake, Who stole a big wedding cake, And then in truth This thievish youth Asked the doctor what else he should take Mr. Walker: “Well, your papers are very bad. I feel that I am a failure. I just believe I ' ll turn you over to Mr. Riedel. Elizabeth Williams: Do. It’s much better that there should be one failure instead of 30.” Madam,” shouted the angry neighbor, “your little Reginald has just thrown a brick through our window. “And would you bring me the brick?” beamed Reginald’s mother. “We like to keep all the little mementoes of his pranks.” Mr. Walker: “Now watch the board while I run through it again.” [ 103 ] I i) :{ :i 1 ' II K C II A I N An Appreciation EFORE concluding this Annual, we, the Staff, wish to acknowledge our indebtedness to those who have made The Chain possible bv their enthusiastic help. 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