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

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[ INCOLNIT F, Class Prophecy When I became the duly elected prophet for Lincoln High School for 1929, I real- ized at once that I would be incapable of visualizing the great heights which some members of this school will doubtless attain. With this in mind, I went in search of aid. One day I put on an old dress and my only pair of sandals. Being comfortable, i walked and walked and walked, 1-2-3-4- 5-6-7 blocks. The distance grew into miles, and still I walked until 1 supposed I had reached my journey’s end, and I was lost, but on I went until I heard a call from behind. I turned and was told to wait. I saw a car of peculiar looking- men. They asked to take me where I wanted to go. So I jumped in. Weil, 1 (just wondering) asked where was I, and, bless Pat, I was over in China. Why, i never dreamed, I, myself, Penny, was in China, but indeed I was. Well, I’ll be , in China. I thanked them and got out. I — a nut — started walking again and found myself surrounded by dull looking forest. Nothing but darkness, almost, but I troddled on. I had almost forgotten my mission, but no. At last, I met a so-called soothsayer, who invited me to his hut. The hut was l ike its owner, very curious looking. As we reached our destination I seated my- self. He fixed a mug of tea for me. The tea was an intoxicating one and all of a sudden, why, I fell down from my stool and went boom. Ker-splash I fell into a large pot, about the size of Wool worth building in New York, and as high as it is, too. Oh! The pot was filled to the brim w T ith dirt, oil, herbs, long slimy, black snakes. The black nasty stuff was getting into my eyes, ears, nose and mouth, snakes and all, so you wouldn’t wonder at the rest of my tale. The first stop I made I saw a school. I went inside and looked around, assisted by the Assistant Principal, Ralph Byrd. He started to introduce two or three teachers to me but I already knew. Why! Nollie Whitaker was an English teacher, and I saw two other ladies whom I judged to be gym teachers, for they were in middies, bloomers and tennis shoes. Their backs were turned, oh! Now they were Frances Ward and Fern Belt. Now, some- one else was coming towards me. Behold, it was Evelyn Searcy, who was the prin- cipal. She taught a class of public speak- ing also. Ouch! Oh! Down I went. I now seemed to be on Coney Island, and being hungry, I stopped at a coney island stand. The proprietor was Goff Young. Why, I didn’t know him, he was so small. I guess he had eaten too many conies. Another round I went and found my- self at a theatre listening to a program where I saw Marcelneil Dotson was a chorous girl. Then I heard the “Spanish Serenaders” from Spain. I saw some of my old buddies, Webster Rand and Lum- bia Raines. I now seemed to be on the fourth round and (bump) I went into France. I passed a Modiste Shoppe. There sat Misses Alice Ruff and Julia Williams, nothing to do but give orders. And in front of them stood their mannequins, Rosa Lee Jami- son and Beatrice Bell. On I walked and decided to take a bus to take me to the next city. But whom did I see driving the bus, why, Gaither Johnson, who now, I heard, was the president of the bus service. As I rode along, being the only passenger for this was a special bus, 1 asked to step across the street to buy an apple and there I saw a sign on the grocery wTndow, “Eddie Harris,” in large letters. No longer was Eddie an errand boy, but proprietor. Now I seemed to be driving on into Germany. He was persuaded to drive me around a while. He did not care what time he got back for he was with other drivers mostly his old buddies, Cur- tis Chatman and Thornton Smith. Driving along I passed a Bootee Shop owned by Erma Smith. Then we passed a large hospital and down the way we saw the stick together pair, Aileen Wood and Phocile Wilson. They were in their nurse’s uniform, but still together. We next went into a Home Convent and there I met the matrons. Their names were Louise Gardner, Hortense Jackson, Lau- renza Johnson and the head matron Jewell Burgett. Well I was at the station now and off on my train. Whoopee — down I went. Every time I start to do something, I fall down. A man hollered fifth round. Now I seemed to have hopped to Amer- ica and in the streets of New York. I went to the Metropolitan Opera House and thought I heard Marion Talley for the first time. I was so far back I could not see the artist. But, no to my surprise and yet happiness it was Ruth Redd. Marietta Evans then gave her recital and for each number Marjorie Gordon played. 1929i Page Tiventy-One

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1 INCOLNITF, One of the most outstanding divisions of every busy high school is the progress it makes in the R. O. T. C. The Lincoln High School battalion is one that any organization could justly cherish, it has been outstanding in all affairs that it has engaged in. Under thel able instruction of Master Sergeant William L. Bryson, who has ably taken up the work of Instructor of Military Science and Tactics, formerly filled by the late Master Sergeant W. B. Williams, the unit has made a decided progress. During an annual inspection by Capt. Harry E. Mitchell, the spirit of sports- manship was especially high. Each com- pany was striving to out-do the other, but after it was all over and awards were being made, the great honor went to Com- pany B, commanded by Captain Oliver Bell. At the inspection, also two cadets were given special mention for neatness. They were Cadets Lloyd Haymes and James King. The battalion was gi ven special men- tion for its generally superb appearance in this inspection. The honor of battalion major went to Cadet Capt. Walter Day and that of Honorary Major to Cadet Capt. Oliver Bell. Other officers who have made an ex- ceptionally good appearance are: Cadet Adjutant. James Ramsey Cadet Captain James Anderson Cadet Captain Sherwood Harris Cadet Captain .Lee Chung Cadet 1st Lieut Chester Walker Cadet 1st Lieut .... .Cary Daniels Cadet 1st Lieiut Lilbon Clark Cadet 1st Lieut.. Prentis Tucker Cadet 1st Lieut Elbert Cole Cadet 1st Lieut Theodore Wyatt Cadet 2nd Lieut. ... Leon Bowman Cadet 2nd Lieut Gaither Johnson Cadet 2nd Lieut Eugene Glover Cadet 2nd Lieut. Foster Drew Cadet 2nd Lieut Roy Buckner Cadet 2nd Lieut.. Cecil Poston Cadet Warrant Officer. .Paris Harrington Seniors who are now commissioned of- ficers are: Lee Davis, Oscar Billups, J. D. Tyson, Samuel Watson and Votus Landers. Another promotion will be made before the year ends. Each year the battalion places special interest in the Sponsor and Honorary of- ficers, their presence seems to instill more interest and respect among the cadets than any other force. Oliver Bell Page Twenty

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I JNCOLNITp Class Prophecy When the concert was over I bought a paper and saw that the editors were going on their vacation. There were Mozella Snyder and Lee Catherine Ross, the two finest journalists of the L, S. I read that Wilma Lee, now a socialist worker, was sailing for Africa. Thud! My head hit something, I sup- pose you know I was still falling; the sixth round. I heard something like this. “Left Face”, Right about Face”, and like commands. I turned to see Chester Walker who was now a Sergeant of United States Army and Sherwood Harris and Oliver Bell were his lieutenants. They were drilling for the war with Russia. Since I was born in Europe I decided to go back. I did not like American ways. I went in an aeroplane. On one of my stops at Hollywood, California. I saw a picture starring “Miss Ernestine Scott” in Miss “1960”. Then I saw Miss Minnie Prather as a toe dancer accompanied by Virginia Bryant, pianist. The next stop was at Philipppine Islands. I saw a large sign “Powderee Specialists”. Ida Johnson, Dorothy Thomas and Nettie Cole were now beauty specialists, the greatest in the world. When they were in school I re- member they always were powdering and primping and now it had been put to some good and they were experts on powdering. Well I did not stop again until I reached Europe. I flew to the Olympic games which were in progress. I saw Dorothy Felton the old Basketball girl — Eddie Nolan football boy and George Penning- ton, basketball shark. He could now make a basket a minute. Down I went, seventh round, and I was hoping it was the last round because I was tired of falling now. Now I went over to Venice and met the well known artist, Collins Gilmore, who had sketched the hangings of the king’s palace. As I went into the palace I thought I saw Philip Gray coming down the hall, the great world known politician. I suppose he had been in conference with the king. Hey! Light was coming! Shucks! Some old boob threw me back into the dark. I then saw Hortense Patrick teach- ing kindergarten class in Norway. Then over in Sweden I saw a shop with braids hanging outside the window advertising hair . Frances Sadberry was the owner of the little shop. Then as I sat down to listen over the radio I heard the an- nouncement of the Manager of Harlem Shows who was now Vera Wright. She was the greatest Harlem actress. Yes, Yes, light was coming once more. The pot boiling down. Out popped my head and then it was so I could jump out. Well another kind of light I saw. This time it was day light. I was in bed, had been dreaming. The room was dark since it was night. My food had not agreed with me and it aided me in working out the prophecy. My prophetical power had gone. All the rounds and bumps and scenes and thoughts had gone and I am up now taking this prophecy all ready to the teacher. Thanks to Mr. Sandman for making me dream and to find the soothsayer to make me “fa’ down and go boom” and make up my prophecy. And now my story is done. Class Prophecy ’29 Therensis Penn P. S. — You all remember how fast Ethel LaNeer could talk and how much, well I saw her in Harlem too as a lawyer, the finest one in town. 1929 Page Twenty-Tivo