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

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HI 111 TinicolniaM HI if they’re married now. I guess so. Noth- ing is impossible now. She’s never grown any taller. They make suich a lovely couple. He is lucky to be blessed with so much height. Things are getting rather dim. I guess Future is taking me somewhere else. I’ll wait. Ah, there you are! Where am I now? Well, it’s old New York. Gosh! What a lovely theatre! That certainly is good mu- sic coming from the orchestra pit. I won- der if I know any of the musicians ? Why, there’s Thelma Paige, Felix Payne and Mar- tin Mackey. Well, well; this is wonderful! And look who’s on the stage, dancing. There’s Mary Bradley, Vernal Lawshea, Vic- toria Thurman and Grace Range. Well, I see we’re going to have a dramatic produc- tion. We used to have a few stars at Lin- coln. I would like to see some now. Gosh! My nerves are all tingling. I wish the curtain would rise. Ah; at last. Why, there’s Clarence Potts and Sleeta Whibby starring. He used to be very good at school, but I never thought that he woutld star in a production. There’s also Lucile Burton, Helen Floyd, Clairetta Russell, Joseph Gar- ner and J. R. Lillard. I knew that these stars would be successful in life. Ah, I am now in the Metropolitan Opera House. Grace Bibbs and Gertrude Hooker are making their debut. Theora Frith is also among the honored ones. All of these girls had such lovely voices back in the good old high school days. Well, I can see now that Future is a very good companion. I seem to be moving on air. Gosh, I feel light. Well, here I am in Chicago. What’s this — the Daily News? My! This is a wonderful production! Mil- dred McGaughey is Editor-in-Chief of this paper. I thoulght she’d make good as a journalist. Why, here’s some more of the old crowd! Here’s Margaret Diggs, Nettie Short, Margaret Goss and Vivienne Woods. Well! This is interesting! What’s this? “Mrs. Adeline Groves wishes to announce CC HP HERE was once a miser who w as so stingy that when he had guests he would give them cups that were rough in the bottom, so that when they stirred their coffee they would think there was sugar in the cup. This old miser even be- grudged the fowls of the air. He went so far as to put barbed wire on his fence to keep the sparrows from sitting down. Fi- nally, one day Dame Fortune . hearing of this tight-wad decided to punish him se- verely. She could think of no better pun- ishment than this one: She would make him bestow upon every citizen of his community some gift. She knew that this would hurt him more than the most torturous bodily the wedding of her daughter, Victoria, to Mr. Chalmous Lawshea, a well known and proficient engineer of this city. The wed- ding will take place Wednesday of this week.” It seems to me that they ought to have been married long ago. They were almost engaged in high school. Well, I see where Bertha Sims, Bessie Watson, Juanita Homer and Mable Wilson gave a yacht club party Friday night. They were always the “scandal makers” of the school. Those pres- ent were Mr. and Mrs. Lightfoot, formerly Willardean Reynolds and Eben Lightfoot; Vernon Everage, Ruby Epps, Mary Alice Gates, Helen Edwards and Floyd Aikens. Ah! Plere’s some new scandal: “Ponch- etta Price Webb was granted a divorce from her husband, John Webb.” Well, can you imagine? This is astonishing; most aston- ishing! Well, Future, I’ve been enjoying myself immensely, reading over that paper. Where do we go from here ? Oh, I see Lucile Blu- fordi, Gwendolyn Butler, Thelma Arnold, Dorothy Hughes and lone Watson as offi- cers in large sororities. They are winning fame for themselves and also for Lincoln. Well, here we are in Virginia. Alfred Thomas is the military instructor at Hamp- ton Institute. I also see Ralph Woods, Ver- non Parker, Oscar Hayes and Bernard Hous- ton doing extremely well. I am told that Leon Ellis, Monroe Burrows, Simon Wil- liamson and Claude Porter are touring Europe. That’s remarkable. I’ve also learned that Calvin Powell is the proud owner of the largest dancing school in America. Well, Future, I’m glad that you’ve shown all of this to me, because it’s made me see where some of our talent is located. Where do we go now? Why, it’s dark. Future has left me. Maybe I’ll see some more some other time. What’s that noise? Oh, it’s the bell ringing. I haven’t finished my equation. Let’s see — let me think — NH4N03 — N20 ; plus— W ILHELMINA G. HARRISON, ’28. punishment, as all misers hate to part with their worldly goods. So amid groans and curses the stingy old miser left the follow- ing gifts to his associates: It is in order to escape such a predicament as that — ■ To our president, Leon Walker, I give this (book, entitled, “Large Synonyms.” To Lucile Bluford, our most energetic stu- dent, I give this book, “How to Scale Classes.” To Walter Epps, I give this book, “Bluffing My Way Through By Nerve.” To Eben Lightfoot, I leave the song, “No- body Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen.” To Gwendolyn Butler, I leave the book, “My m Page Twenty-fire

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m TincolniaM m Wilhelmina Harrison and Vivian Woods have distinguished themselves as efficient cheer leaders. February, 1928 Our dramatic stars have produced several plays this year. The Lincolnian play was entitled, “The Girl Who Forgot.” J. R. Lillard and Sleeta Whibby played the lead- ing roles. Others in the cast were Floyd Aikens, Vivian Woods, Clarence Potts, Wal- ter Epps, Josephine Payne, J. P. Morgan, Helen Floyd and Gertrude Hooker. The Senior play, “The Empty House,” was staged by an all star cast. Those who took part are Helen Floyd, Clarence Potts, Vivian Woods, J. R. Lillard, Mary Bradley, Sleeta Whibby, Floyd Aikens, Josephine H goodness! What will become of me? This chemistry is just about getting the best of me. My! What awful, odors! Oh, gee! I simply can’t solve this equation. Well, I can go over by the window and get some fresh air. Gosh! This feels good! How on earth is this equation supposed to be worked? I can’t make it balance. My! What peculiar odors — what on earth is the class making? Oh, it’s laughing gas or N20. Gee! That stuff will put you to sleep if you aren’t careful. Now, what does Mr. Bluford want with me? Why can’t I sit here? Pm not bothering anyone. Well, I don’t mind moving. Goodness! I wish the class would make something that smells sweet for a change. That’s awful! Good grief! Will 1 ever work this equation? Let’s see — NH4N03. For goodness sakes; I’ve forgotten what it is! Oh, I know now; what funny odors; it yields N20! Plus — Ah, what is this phantasma coming toward me ? I can’t imagine what it could be. Why should I get frightened when I need to hold my self control? Oh, it’s cornin ' ? toward me. What have I done to cause this? I needn’t be frightened. Nothing can be worse than death. But goodness, I don’t want to die now if I can help it. Well, it won’t be long now! Here it comes — Oh! it’s getting clearer and taking shape. Gee! I’m trembling and my knees are knocking together; I musn’t do that. Why can’t I be calm ? I guess I’ve lost all of my calm- ness. Well, I’m so scared that I can’t move, so I guess I’ll have to stay here un- til it reaches me. Why, I’ve nothing to be afraid of; this is only Future. Maybe there are some interesting things in store for me. Gee! Future is moving the darkness away; I can see better now. My! What is this? Where am I? Say, this is swell. It looks like Paris. By jove, it is. Let’s Payne, Walter Epps, Grace Bibbs, Bertha Sims, Martin Mackey and March , 1928 Our class officers for this year are Leon Walker, president; Paul Gamble, vice-presi- dent; Gwendolyn Butler, secretary; Jose- phine Payne, assistant secretary; Clarence Potts, treasurer; Walter Epps, sergeant-at- arms. May, 1928 The time for our departure is drawing near. We have been guided throughout the year by our faithful advisers, Miss Brydie, Mr. Marsden, Mr. Westmoreland, Mr. Blu- ford, Miss Baker. We regret to leave our beloved school but larger fields of endeavor call us. Eben Franklin Lightfoot, ’28. see. It seems as if I know that person over there. Why, of course; it’s Arneta Hogan. She must be the owner of this unique modiste shoppe. Why, there’s Pearl Keeler, Vendetta Jones, Vashti Collins, Willa Mae Dudley, Jessie Greggory, Anna Mae and Frances Mattingly, Beulah and Daisy Mitchell as models. I always thought those girls would do something like that. Gracious me ! Who is that distinguished looking couple coming in? The gentleman looks and carries himself like a noted phy- sician. Why, it’s- — it’s Walter Epps. I thought it looked like him. And the girl is Josephine Payne! Well, I never! I remem- ber when they were very sociable in high school. Why, he would do his very best in dramatics, just to be in a play with her. What — do I see children? Yes — four. Well, well, well. This is astonishing! Oh, it’s getting rather misty; I can’t see very well. Now, what’s happened? Oh, I see, Future is changing the scene. Well, here we are in Vienna. And there’s Boydie Ramsey teaching Latin, that lan- guage he loves so well, in this lovely school. And can you imagine — Oscar Kelley is prin- cipal of the school! How on earth did he get that position? My! This is startling! I can hardly believe it. Ah, the scene is shifting. Where are we now ? Athens, I believe. What’s this ? Oh, now I see — it’s one of the great Olympic games. Who is starring, I wonder? By jinks, why it’s Paul Gamble, Adolphus Jones and Cordell Norman. There’s also Earl Evans, Therion Haggerman, Daniel Shingle- ton, Steward Kincaid, Echols Elliott and W. J. Daniels. Gosh! I didn’t know that Lin- coln High School would ever be represented this much. Well, well; I just can’t imagine all of this. Gee! Who’s that? Why it’s Etta Love and Leabrun Garner. I wonder f Page Twenty- four

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TincolniaN I III H ‘ ‘Giftonian’ Continued Athletic Ability,” and may she long be known as an outstanding girl athlete. To Boyciie Ramsey I give the book, “How to Put Over a Point.” To Floyd Aikens, I give the privilege of be- ing a second Valentino, as he has shown such remarkable ability as a dramatic star. To Paul Gamble, our successful captain, I give this basketball, and with it this lit- tle pamphlet, giving directions on “How to Dribble.” To Earl Evans and Stewart Kincaid I leave this book, “A Five-Year Course In Clown- ing.” . . To Major Alfred Thomas I leave this in- dictment which, when he becomes of age, will enable him to become Commander-in- Chief of the United States Army. To Ralph Wood I leave this sword as a to- ken of his services to the R. O. T. C. Bat- talion of Lincoln High School. To Chalmous Lawshea, our Student Council president, I dedicate the latest Motion Picture Release, “Where Is She?” star- ring Miss Victoria Groves. To Dorothy Hughes, the sedate little Miss, I leave a whole library, to be placed in her home, so that she will not have to stay at school until six o’clock every night, studying “Lit.” To Leon Ellis, an aspirant Phi Beta Kappa, I leave all the girls that he needs to help him on his road to success. To Sleeta Whibbv I give this wardrobe trunk to aid her in transporting her mag- nificent costumes from city to city when she becomes a famous actress. To “itta bitta” Vivian Woods I dedicate the song, “My Laurence.” To Leslie (Bus) Smith I dedicate the book, “The Young Gentleman,” and wish him much success in the field of civil engi- neering. To Monroe Burrows I leave this typewriter, so that he will not be seen in Mr. Jack- son’s room until dark every afternoon. To Grace Bibbs I leave this pennant. “I do not choose to run in 1928 — I’d rather be late for school.” To Wilhelmina Harrison, “the woman of few words,” I give this mouth-clasp so that her listener will be able to say at least one word to her twenty-three. To Oscar Hayes, our Student Prince, I give this chain, so that he might keep girls close to him always. To J. R. Lillard I give this triplet, Gwendo- lyn. “Bill” and Zannie. To Felix Payne I give this saxophone, which I hope he will treasure when he is the star player of Paul Whiteman’s Or- chestra. To Josephine Payne I give this sailor- dressed doll, which I hope she will name “Walter.” To W. J. Daniels I give this certificate, placing him on the police force of Greater Chicago, since his services to the Student Council Court have been so as- tounding. To Clarence Potts I give this small volume, “The Art of Argumentation.” To Willa Mae Dudley I give this book, “The Folly of Studying,” by Bluffer. To Thelma Arnold I give this volume, “When to Laugh and How,” hoping she may lose her “Tee Hee” (and how). To Ponchetta Price I dedicate this song, “Ted and Bus.” To Thelma Paige, the champion typist and pianist I give this baby grand piano and Underwood typewriter, trusting that she will keep her fingers busy. To Victoria Groves I dedicate this song, “Love Me,” to be sung on her debut as a contralto soloist. To Grace Dotson I give this memoranda, so that she may keep track of her numerous swains. To Margarette Goss I inscribe this new piece, “Le’s Play th’ Pianny.” To Victoria Thurman I give this pony, so that she may not get tired accompanying Alfred on his marches with the battalion. To Ruby Epps I leave this sewing machine, hoping that some day she will become a well-known Paris designer. To Lucile Burton I give the privilege of be- in ? sweet and charming always. To Etta Love I give these stilts, so that she will be tall enough to hear what Ar- netta is saying to her. To Willard ean Reynolds I give the privilege of being with “Bee” forever. To Juanita Homer I dedicate this song, “Come on Wilhelmina.” To Bertha Sims I give this book, “How to Avoid History.” To Gertrude Hooker I give Grace Bibbs, and may they always be friends. To Dorothy Stapleton I leave these pam- phlets, “How to Walk on Country Roads,” and “Shortcuts.” To Helen Floyd I give the pleasure of being with Flovd and Potts. To Simon Williamson I leave this Bible, so he might become a great minister. To Mrs. Evelyn Baker I give the tonic, “How to Reduce Without Pain.” To Eula Barnes I give a needle, thread, and a sewing machine. To Beulah and Daisy Mitchell I give the name, “The Inseparable Two.” To Edna Reese I give this book, “History by Howell.” To Hortense Brown I give this cook book, hoping that she will prepare some de- licious dishes for “him.” To Mary Bradley I give this fountain pen, so that she may write to her “thweetie” to her heart’s content. a 1 Page Twenty-six