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

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Gif tonian Comes the time of parting! Gee, that gives me a kind o’ funny feeling — as if I were laughing and crying simultane- ously. Here are a few gifts I would like to distribute among my friends. I hope these tokens will be found useful to them and that they will accept them in the good spirit in which they are given. To Kathryn Benton and Sudie Brooks, I give a bucket of lip-stick, although I know it will last only a few days. To A. V. Monroe, I give a badge to re- mind him of his helpfulness to the Stu- dent Council Court. Something to make Venus Lee’s and Dorothy Williams’ soft voices audible? A loud-speaker is just the thing. To Marion Foote, Vera McCoy and Mary Jane Lewis, I give a reducing ma- chine for fat people only. Imagine! Here’s a box of height reducing pills for Robert Ann Huff and Evelyn Sub- lett. To Monteal Davis, I give Everett Wil- liams for keeps along with a job, for she’ll need it. To Richard Pullum, I give the middle- weight championship title. To Dorothy Miller, I present a pent- house in Harlem so she can quit speak- ing of owning one. To Willa Silvers, I give a hot-dog stand so she can stop “charming” the frankfurters at the school cafeteria. For Mr. Howell, his second semester, American Government class has written a book using his favorite expression, You Will Stop This Braying, as the title. To Louise Johnson and Ruth Adams, I give the right to argue whenever and wherever they please. Here’s a basketball for “Tango” Har- ris. Now he may practice to his heart’s c ontent. To William Harmon and Hariette Bris- coe, I give a miniature library, so they may read all of the best sellers. To Sidney Tullis, I give a Remington typewriter so folks won’t have to strain their eyes deciphering his hand writing. To Irene Whitley, Edilene Grissom, Frieda Roye, Nadine Thomas and Helen Walls, go the honor of being the popu- larity belles of ’36. To Harold Tyler, I give Fay Richard- son wrapped up like a yuletide gift and tied with silver strings. To Rhoda Scott, Fryne Coleman, Thel- ma Wright, Madeline Gaines, Georgia Hollins, Margaret Floyd, Dora Whison- ant and Hilda Beatty, I give a fully equipped gymnasium so they can indulge in baseball and basketball as much as they like. Mr. Bluford’s chemistry class presents to him a fountain pen because his has just about worn out from beating for or- der with it. To Eunice Weaver, I give the honor of being the most studious girl of the Se- nior class. To Miss Spurlock, I give this book, Sweetness, and I hope she will remain kind and sympathetic. Joe Louis’ place in the heivy weight di- vision of the fistic world — this will I give to Charles Neaves. To Mary Ann, Tyrees, I present Bluff- ing My Way Thro’ Government by Goffy. To William, Stevenson, Herbert Wash- ington and Hollie Linder, I give the dra- matic success of Leslie Howard, Paul Muni and Joe Penner. To Miss Smothers, I give a “Lit.” class that knows something about English Y. To the fifteen pupils of this year’s journalism class, I give silver pins with the words LINCOLNITE STAFF printed upon them. In this way we might recap- ture happy memories of that model class. Because of his melodious voice I give William Kyle a place in one of the na- tion’s leading choruses. To Christine Simmons, Lida Sprawley and Octavia Starnes, I give a modiste shoppe. Then they can sew to their greatest pleasure. In order that they may pursue their course in art, to Frederick Cooley, Mar- garet Hopkins and George White, I give a tuition to any art institute which they want to attend. To Ruby Brown, I give the privilege of imitating Gracie Allen to earn her bread and butter. Here are a pair of boxing gloves for Robert Nix. Now he may forever punch the speed bag in a fashion of his very own. Isn’t there something in the left glove? Well, if it isn’t Leotine Blakely! Yes, you may, also, have her. To Lavaria Howell and Jaunita Harper, I give the dramatic ability of Myrna Loy and Sylvia Sidney. To Howard Street, I give a contract to dance with Duke Ellington’s orchestra. To Mr. Cook, Mr. Ellison and Miss Byrdie, I give the power to run Lincoln High School in their efficient manner for the next fifty years. To Grady Alexander, I give the right of hamburgers to remind him of his nick- name, “Wimpy.” To Wendell Givan’s protege, Franklin Pierce, I give Givan’s ability to make the trumpet “talk to you.” To Norvella Rucker, Ernestine Rich- ardson and Thelma Saunders, I give a motor car so they will not be late in the future as they have been in the past. To Mr. Carroll, I give a brand new voice, since his original one has about worn out from shouting at pupils. To Mildred Brummell and Ernest An- (Continued on page 19)

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Class Prophecy A world renowned psychiartrist, Pro fessor F. F. Future, came to town and opened a consulting ro om for the unfit and the unsound of mind. Some of our earnest students went to see him. I am not implying that they were un- fit, unsound or un anything. They all went to be examined. Of course, no one ever found out what the professor said to the others. Last night I, too, had occasion to en- ter Professor Future’s office. Not be- cause of mental weakness; merely to get an examination. The professor wasn’t in and to kill time I gazed silently into his crystal ball, on the table in a very dark corner of the room,. In a very large city I saw a very neat- looking modiste shoppe. The owner was Mr. Walter Agins and his chief models were: Marion Foote, Irene Whitlev. Sudie Brooks, and Fayrene Richardson. The scene grew strange. An orches- tra was seated awaiting a signal from their leader, J ames Westbrook, to play. A switch was turned, and an announce- ment w ,s made, and the orchestra began to play a merry tune. A saxophone solo was introduced into the midst of the se- lection by James Miller. The scene shifted to the display room of a large gown establishment. The manikins marched about the platform. One of them was exceptionally graceful and wore her evening gown well. It was Bernice Saunders, chief manikin of the establishment. Buzzings and ringings filled the air, I saw a long room around the sides of which were seated many girls. It was a telephone office and the head operator was Margaret Jones. I saw the interior of a public building — the library. Seated at her desk was the reference librarian, but she was not doing research for anyone. She was reading the latest novel and letting those who searched for books, wait. She was our old friend, Theo Nix. Walking down the streets in Miami, Florida, I saw Thomas Wright, a noted philanthropist. With him walked his sec- retary, Hiawatha Davis. Frances Walker owned a very select shoppe in St. Louis, where she designed gowns for all the best dressed women in the country. How strange ! I saw a room in great disorder and a man down on all fours looking at the rug through a magnify- ing glass. He acted very peculiarly. It was John Maddox. He was a detective,, This was the result of the mystery stories he was always reading. The scene was dim but I saw a small shop or meeting house with a large sign, “Sedate Misses.” It was owned by Rob- erta Ann Huff. The members were : Evelyn Sublett, Christine Simfmons, Ruby Harris, Willa Fennell, Helen Walls, and Maudell Johnson. In this same city I saw a lovely build- ing. I was told it was an asylum. Mary- ann Tyrees was president; David Pierce, secretary, and Dora Whisonant, treas- urer. The nurses were: Hilda Beaty, Mary Louis, Ethel Mullins, Georgia Hol- lins and Bessie Mathis. Now that your anxieties are all at rest, it is only fair to tell you that I learned the crystal ball was a large door knob with pictures of my classmates. Of course, that will not affect the accuracy of its prophecy at all but I thought you might like to know. So there! They Also Ran The queen has two lovely attendants, in the persons of Miss Dora Whisonant and Miss Georgia Hollins, who took first and second place, respectively. Hiss Whisonant is a member of Miss Smothers’ advisory group while Miss Hollins is attached to Mr. Jeffress’ group. T171

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Senior Girl Reserves In spite of financial depression, suf- fered by every one, the Senior Girl Re- serves have had a very profitable year. The most outstanding activities included tne Inter-racial work at the Main branch of the Y. M. C. A., the annual Mother- Daughter reception, the work of the Girl Reserve Glee Club, under the care- ful supervision of Mrs. Dollie Brown Cave, and the Farewell Tea narty at which the Senior Girl Reserves were the hostesses to all of the girls of the Jun- ior Class. The members of the Glee Club: Ruby Harris, Hazel Royal, Dora Whisonant, LaVaria Howell, Dorothy Williams, Thelma Wright, Geraldine Smith, Willa Silvers, Mary Lewis, Rhoda Scott, Ber- nice Sanders and Mae Della Alexander. The form of the Girl Reserve meetings has changed, considerably, from the reg- ular form. The Juniors havp meet- ings with the Seniors once each month. The next two weeks are spent in inter- est groups with the Freshmen and So- phomores. The last week, all of the Girl Reserves meet together and discuss the accomplishments of their particular clubs. Evelyn Sublett is president of the entire group of Girl Reserves. The officers of the Senior Group are: Dora Whisonant, chairman; Mae Della Alexander, vice-chairman : LaVaria How- ell, secretary; Ruby Harris, treasurer. GIFTONIAN— Continued derson, I give some laughing tablets. No longer shall their comely foreheads be puckered with frowns. For Charles Edwards and Eddie Lee Haney, I purchase this book, Devoted as You Want Them by Love. For Fred Harris, I buy a fully equip- ped masonry shop. An ultra modern kitchen is opened to Martina Price Willa Fennell, Ethel Mul- lens and Mae Della Alexander that they may flaunt their domesticity. A penthouse in the sky is quite the thing for Sidonia Jones and James West- brook. Happy lovers! To John Wesson and James Miller, go the honors for dancing most gracefully on the ballroom floor. To Beatrice Johnson, I give the right to fall in love seven times a week. Here’s a lease for a farm ten miles from nowhere with apple orchards and a vegetable garden. Just the thing for Mr. Bryant, whose ideal home is a farm! A model T Ford goes with the gift. To Mazola Humphrey, I give Hillis Buckman along with a copy of the song, “You’re All I Need.’’ To Mr. Griffin, I give the world’s championship chess title. Having given away all my treasures, I wish each and every person a long life filled to the brim with fun, joy and hap- piness. THEO BEATRICE NIX, Class Giftonian, ’36. [ 19 ]