Lee Edwards High School - Hillbilly Yearbook (Asheville, NC)

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prophecies and based them upon what Mr. Up- shaw said. If anyone wishes further facts, which space does not permit me to print here, kindly call upon me. Meanwhile, let us adopt a policy of 'twatchful waiting until these prophecies come true. Here's to the February class till the Rus- sians take the ski off their words and put it back in its proper place. W HISTORY f y? gg STEWART Rooms ANY centuries after this great historical Amanuscript has been read, forgotten, and lost, perhaps some learned research party will discover a copy of it and have their names heralded abroad as the discoverers of a relic prov- ing beyond a doubt that there really existed an age of ignorance. At the present time it would be a blow to our pride to learn that we were ignorant and that anyone knew more or even as much as we profess to know, but as we grow older and wiser, if possible, we may see the error of our ways. How- ever, if ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise, and as we are happy, let us remain that way and let us hope that no one will destroy our air castles. Now, for the aid and information of future generations we will set down in this chronicle the story of our adventures, trials, and tribulations during that period between grammar school and college. In the month of February, 1920, a large group of boys and girls began their high school educa- tion in the new building. In a way we had an ad- vantage over the class just before us which gradu- ated last year, for we had attended the 7B grade in the new building, and though not being high school students, we were initiated and familiarized with the mysteries of high school life. Consequently, we were not as green as we might have been. In fact, we were not green at all, though we might

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E FEBRUARY CLASS ,55- . C PROPHE Y . I amd U wnuuf FRANCIS HAYES SPENT so much time on this prophecy-in fact, I thought so hard--that the home folks made me stop, because the smell of burning wood made the rooms have the odor of a furniture factory. I finally came to the quite natural con- clusion that a prophet, in order to prophesy, must have first, something to prophesy about, and second, a backing to his prophecy. Vertebrae are as essential to a prophecy as to so-called human beings-Darwinian, Bryanian, or otherwise. So I will back my prophecies upon what Congressman Upshaw once told the school in chapel. It was this: You will be what you are now becoming. If this be true, then Allah be with some of our February class. As to something to prophesy about, I think I shall take each separate member of this class. There is only a few of us, but, nevertheless, we expect to set the world on tire. We are diverse and-sundry enough to make everything of our- selves from school teachers to criminals, and from firemen to sailors. So, therefore, having watched the extraordinary grace with which Doughty Os- borne dances, I predict that he will be Arthur Murray II, that from the way in which Dorothy Osborne is now acting that she will be quite old when she marries, probably twenty-one, that Basil Morris, who would be the logical valedictorian of our class tif it weren't for his teachers giving him low gradesj will be a professor at Annapolis, that Wayne Bramlett will some day put the Marinello System into bankruptcy with his t'nature's methodu natural wave, that Chick Brooker will make Nat Goodwin look like a forty-five year old bachelor, and Carlisle Smith will make Bluebeard look the same, T. Atkinson will marry and settle down- for a while. Then he'll rig up a Ford and start on an autour du mondefl He'll be t'famously known around Asheville under the alias of Robert R. Reynolds Atkinsonf' He may create as great a stir as Robert himself did. As to dis- tance, it means nothing to him, he may get as far away as Gaffney, S. C., but as that is out of civilization, it is not likely. Bruce Bryan will explore the wilds of some as yet unexplored country. He says he has the call i291 of the explorer in his blood, heaving like steam. As yet he doesnlt know whether to explore the dense wilds of Africa or the much worse wild and woolly place called Yancey, where men shoot first and argue afterwards , where inspiration Hows as freely as HOH, much to the misery of the worshippers of Grape juice. We wish him a merry trip and a happy funeral. Welre glad that explorer's blood heaves not in our veins. Stewart Rogers will make the first basketball team easy-if he plays steady from now until both of the Smith Brothers of cough-drop fame get a shave. Marie Brueggeman will be a great lexicographer. She will attain great heights in lexicography, but the apex of her career will be arrived at when she concentrates her efforts upon a book named some- thing like this: 'tThe Art of Interpellating Super- fluous Words in Common Names, or How to Russianizef' Results guaranteed. Mary Willis will be a great humorist-or should we say humorette ? Thelma Guthrie will be a great clubwoman-almost as good as Maggie. Mildred Sawyer and Vera Brown, having never used face powder in their respective lives, will some day originate a back-to-Eve-face movement. In the near future Helen Sneed will gain as much fame as Dorothy Dix telling wives how to control their husbands and at the same time not lose them, provided she never gets married. This may seem strange at first, but when we remember that the man who wrote the greatest poem ever written on The Beautiful Mountainsl' lived on a prairie all his life, the mystery is clear as mud. It is a well-known fact that astronomy is a study of the stars and that one who studies the stars is an astronomer. So, therefore, I predict that Addie Goldsmith will be an astronomer, for when I consider the time she spend studying movie stars-especially of the sexus masculinus-I don't see that her calling could lie in any other field. , Francis Hayes will go 'through college and learn Latin thoroughly, then he will come back to Kiibler 81 Whitehead's meat market to wait on all the Roman customers. I have been very conservative on the above

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have been verdant. This was a memorable year to all of us. How glad we were to lay aside arith- metic, geography, reading, spelling, and writing for algebra, science, and Latin and alas! in a few months, how sorry we were that we had done so. Much to our surprise and delight most of us managed to reach higher ground. By this time we had lost all signs of verdancy and no longer were so gullible to the horrible tales told us by our upper classmates. After having attained poise and the art of victory from the Franklin and Bluebird Literary Societies, we were at ease with everyone. We now moved to the top floor and were allowed to use the senior study hall. Some of our number, not getting along very amicably with the ancient Roman language, refused to help Caesar conquer the Helvetians and took up either Bugology or the art of parlez-vous francaisef, Almost all of us took geometry, but we were only exposed to it and did not really take it. About this time the flu flew into town, and we were all given a much- needed vacation. This rest probably saved several from having a nervous breakdown. Exams came around again, as they always manage to do, and after a few casualties, we be- came juniors. It was during this year, more than any other previous one, that we really got into the school spirit and felt proud of the Maroon and Black of the good old Asheville High School. For much to our joy our football team achieved the state championship laurels by defeating New Bern in a thrilling game. And then our basketball team duplicated the football feat, won the basketball championship of the State, and went to Chicago to participate in the tournament for the national title. It was these victories that inspired us with a spirit of loyalty and made us take over the town with a barrage of iirecrackers and appeal to the city commissioners for an athletic field which has now been materialized, better than we ever hoped for. At this time in our frenzy of joy we became seniors and entered into the last year of our high school career and upon the last race. Our number was diminished, but our enthusiasm was not dampened. We were little but loud. We feel that we are deeply indebted to our teachers who have so painfully struggled against our ignorance, and to Mr. Hutchins, who has put up with all the idiosyn- crasies of Reuben Corntassel and his brothers, and has endeavored to keep us from falling by the waysidef' We know what we know, and it is enough to satisfy us for the present. As a whole, we have worked hard, though there may be a few who have fooled the teachers. When we step out into life, the world will know it. A few will take the plunge now, but the majority will go to college to get rid of some of our wisdom. We feel that we have made quite a name for ourselves, and we hope that it will be a long time before we are forgotten. Our class has been repre- sented in all branches of athletics, and in the literary societies, and in debatingf' We have been active in the social life of the High School and have stood by our Alma Mater at all times, so it can be seen that we are sorry to leave it. This abovedocument is not a glossary of facts, neither is it a fairy tale, it is a statement of our doings and misdoings, and know all men by these presents that we have done them.