Lincoln High School - Lincolnian Yearbook (Kansas City, MO)

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Page Twenty-eight The Lincolnian blocked our way and only by the most persis- tent efforts were we able to steer through them. Unchartered rocks were discovered barely in time to avoid an accident. At length we neared the home shore. In the far, dim distance a thin blue line of land was visible, when suddenly there came a start- ling cry of Fire! Alas, the good ship was on fire. It seemed that all our struggles had been in vain; we would never be able to carry our charts to the homeland. Just when despair was deepest, a speck was seen far off. As it came nearer, we saw a ship. Joy rose again in our hearts; the good people of Kansas City had seen our troubles and had sent a relief ship to succor. Thus we were able to arrive victorious after many strange adventures, some of which have not been mentioned. We found records, which we feared had been lost, stored safely in our mmeories. The great city of Kansas City has recog- nized our success and is now preparing a safer and better equipped ship for the exploring parties which are still to come. — Lawrence McCormick, ’22. Class Prophecy Look at that calendar!! Can you beat it!! Today is June 9, 1932. And to think I had forgotten the class of ’22 has been out ten years. Silly of me, isn’t it? Oh! I’ve got it! Tomorrow when I start on my tour over the continent in my latest model aeroplane, I will look up as many of my classmates as possible. I am now located at the Millinery Associa- tion’s Headquarters in Boston. I have been elected Chief Organizer of Colored Millinery Shops in the various districts of the country. This position gives me the opportunity to make a tour of this kind every year. Since I have made it a custom never to travel alone, I have invited one of my closest friends and former chums in school to accompany me. Miss Hermena Clay who is here also has at- tained the honor of being supervisor over the “Conservatory of Music.” We left Boston at 5:30 a. m., and after riding about eight hours we reached the city of New York and landed on top of the Grand Hotel St. Regis, which is owned by Clarence Toko Wright, and were greeted by thousands of spectators who cheered our arrival. We were escorted from the roof to the magnifi- cent lobby by the assistant manager, Dexter Miller. Whom do you think we saw at the registration desk, none other than Miss Lucille Bauknight, the registering clerk. She told us that we would surely enjoy our dinner for Mr. James Murphy was the chef assisted by Miss Edith Tandy, pastry cook. After a most appetizing meal we dress- ed for the evening banquet given in our hon- or. No wonder we enjoyed the music so in- tensely for it was rendered by the North Eastern Syncopated Orchestra of which Mr. Harry Cooper is sole manager and chief cor- netist. He is assisted by our famous Violin and Saxophone player, Mr. Eli Logan. Others of this orchestra are Miss Edith Greenlee, pianist; Calvin Young, clarinetist; (and what do you think? Calvin is still carrying out his chief delight, meddling with the ladies,) Le- roy Maxey, drummer and xylophonist and many other experienced musicians. After the orchestra had ceased playing one of its excellent numbers our attention was attract- ed by some new comers. We were astonish- ed to see Luther Hatcher and his recent bride, Mrs. Hatcher, our former Helen Taylor. Mr. Hatcher is one of New York’s noted contrac- tors. We learned from him that Kenneth Campbell was football and basketball coach at Howard University and the most astonish- ing thing was that he had given his hand to Miss Marie Wison about two weeks previous. Before her marriage she was the office clerk at Howard. The banquet soon ended and after Hermena and I had conversed over the news we had heard, we piled into bed. I was awakened early the next morning by the ringing of the telephone. I picked up the receiver and gave a lazy, “Hello.” At once I recognized the shrill voice of one of our dear friend, Mabel Crisp. She regretted very much that she was unable to attend the banquet and invited us to visit the “May- Bird” Shop owned by her and her sister Birdie. I immediately awoke Hermena and told her the news. After breakfast we were driven to the said shop. On our way back we became very interested in a classy sign which read, “Armstrong and Co., Clothing Manufacturers.” Thinking this might give us an opening for a Millinery Shop we enter- ed and to our great amazement; whom do you

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The Lincolnian Page Twenty-seven Calvin Young was elected president, while the Junior class defeated us for the student manager. But this was only for the first semester; for we won the student manager- ship for the second semester. Just as in the years before, we had in our class the captains of boys’ and girls’ basketball teams and the captain of football team; Kenneth Campbell and Zelma Taylor were the captains. Some of the leading play- ers as usual were from our class. Our class advisors must not be left un- mentioned for without them we could not be so successful. Miss Brydie and Mr. Marsden have consistently guided our steps and en- couraged us to prove worthy Lincolnites. We have grown used to dear old Lincoln High and cannot realize that it is time for us to go. We are just beginning to feel entire- ly at home and the longer we stay the long- er we wish to stay. There is no other place, I dare say, that we could spend a more joy- ful time. We, just as the previous classes, can say that we too had the school pianist. We have ranked above the previous classes in the Thrift Club deposits for we held first place in deposits all the year. Of course we were not perfect, for we made some mistakes. And we are now leav- ing, hoping that our fellow students will profit by them and become still more success- ful. To Principal Cook, faculty, and student body, we now bid farewell wishing you all “God speed and success.” C. C. Murphy. The Voyage To The Land of Knowledge The voyage of discovery for the Land of Knowledge has at last been successfully com- pleted; we, the Seniors of 1922, are return- ing victorious to our welcoming homes and friends. Would you care to hear our ad- ventures? In 1918 a brave company came together under the leadership of Captain Pittman. Our purpose was to discover and chart the Land of Knowledge, that we might help guide future explorers. First a good ship had to be found. After much care we finally decided on Lincoln High School. She was strong, sturdy and well equipped for our purpose. Each member had his tasks assigned him, and was expected to carry them out faithfully. At last all was made ready, the anchor drawn in, the sails hoisted and the brave class of 1922 sailed away, leaving home and friends. Hope was supreme; each breast was filled with a mighty resolve to succeed. Child- hood’s carefree days were passed; irrespon- sibility left behind. After days and nights of sailing we came to a snow-bound place called, “The Land of Experience.” Somewhere in this vicinity was the unexplored Land of Knowledge for which we sought. The company chose a snug harbor in the homes of the good people of Kansas City, wherein we dropped anchor. Here the ship rested, while sledge parties went out to make observations. There were many hardships, and the Snows of Ignorance made progress slow, but on we pushed over the ice and snow, with many hard falls, but we were soon up and on our feet again. We kept the company going with bruises all over the body but no broken bones. Our company was young and we did not always know how to plan so as to use ourselves and our equipment to the best ad- vantage; but each unsuccessful attempt taught its lesson. Sometimes our company nearly perished in the Blizzards of old Bad Habits, but we always managed to keep going, never once giving up the thought of exploring the Land of Knowledge. The rigorous climate made us strong and active; and only the slothful ones fell under the doctor’s care. Each sledge party discovered new Lands of Wisdom; and charts were carefully drawn and records faithfully made. There were, also, many good times scat- tered through our privations. We whiled away the long cold winter evenings with games, contests and amusements of various kinds. However, our work was uppermost in our thoughts, and by the close of the winter of 1921 we had a valuable collection of maps. Thus the Land of High School Knowledge was discovered and we prepared to return. We drew up the anchor and catching a good breeze we set sail, but we soon found that all our difficulties were not over. Many icebergs

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The Lincolnian Page Twenty-nine think we saw but our frivolous little Miss Harriet Armstrong. She greeted us very cordially and showed us through the build- ing. Among the many workers, we found as supervisors of the dfferent departments, Misses Wilhelmenia Greene, L. E. LeFlore, Mattie Davidson, Alberta Stubbs, and Teressa Moore. Realizing that time was rapidly passing we left New York for Cleveland, Ohio. On our way we saw many aeroplanes, one of which passed us so rapidly that it nearly frightened us. After seeing they must have been racing with us, we sped up and as we were about to overtake them, we had reach- ed Cleveland. By chance we landed at the same field. Whom do you suppose the occu- pants of our rival aeroplane were? None other than John Bell and Hazel Harpole just returning from a happy honeymoon. Mr. Bell told us of his prosperous career and took us to see his magnificent bank. On entering and glancing up we saw Miss Althelia Hay- den as cashier. Some of the other clerks were Misses Elma Tomlinson, Betty, and Oma Taylor. In the printing office we found Miss Faye Steele, private secretary; and Mr. Law- rence McCormick, assistant manager. Our main purpose in coming to this city was to visit Cirlee Miller’s Millinery Shop. Although she has recently become Mrs. Bass, she refuses to give up her business. While conversing with Cirlee, in walked Ruby Simons as we thought, but were readily in- formed that she is now Mrs. Larke. When we asked her how she was using her trade, she replied, “Oh I think the best way is mak- ing hats for my little twins, Harry and Har- riet.” While lunching with Cirlee, we were told that one of the finest cafeterias in the city was owned by Bertha Griggs and Chris- tine Lovell. We were also told that James Knighton and Victor Reef owned a large drug store in another section of the city. As our time was limited we were unable to stay more than one day in Cleveland, there- fore we rushed back to our aeroplane and started on our journey to Detroit, Michigan, where we arrived late that evening. Feeling the need of a facial massage and a shampoo, we at once looked up a first class beauty par- lor. On entering the “La Frae” Beauty Par- lor, we were confronted by a very neat and attractive young lady whom we recognized at once as Miss Mary Spencer. We were treated with great hospitality and were told that Miss Mary Payne, her assistant, was out at the time on business. We next visited the Austin and- Murray Aeroplane Builders. To prove their great success, it is well to know that the aeroplane that we are now touring in, is one of their latest models. Earle told us that Miss Callie C. Murphy was principal of one of the largest schools in the city. Miss Willene Gooch being girls’ directress in the same school. He said that Miss Josephine Mills was doing Y. W. C. A. work, while Miss Zelma Taylor wias doing similar work to that of Miss Gooch’s in the Community Cen- ter. While we were chatting of school days, our conversation was interrupted by a shrill voice coming from behind a large aeroplane, crying, “Daddy!” “Daddy!” We looked around and behold we saw a cute little fel- low pursued by a young lady whom we did not recognize at first, but after a moment’s observation, we saw not a soul other than Mrs. Araminta Hicks Austin. No wonder the baby’s name was Earle, Jr., for it was every inch like its dad. We learned that Mr. Clyde Murray was also married to Miss Byrd- ella Selectman. We spent the night in De- troit, and left early the next morning for Chicago. On arriving in Chicago our first stop was at the beautiful home of Miss Priscilla Oates, who is leading coloraturist in the “Chicago Grand Opera Co.” The morning was spent very pleasantly and while lounging around, our attention was attracted to the streets by the sweet strains of music. We rushed to the front windows and saw a large band led by Mr. Earle Jefferson. Mr. Lamar Harrison was also one of the chief players. From the banners we knew that the band was giving a concert in the auditorium the same night. To our surprise Priscilla had invited all of the Lincolnites in the city to a dance in our honor. Among the guests were Lawyer Charles Carr and his wife, Mrs. Whelmer Moore Carr, who with Miss Charlyne Fields are managers of the swellest dancing academy in the city. Dr. Hackett Hardison, his recent bride, Mrs. Pauleta Smith Hardison, and Miss Bonnie McClain, who are two of Chicago’s leading film stars, were also there. Messrs. Emmett Wyatt and Harold Johnson, noted film producers were guests also. Dr. Wil-