Marlinton High School - Marlintonian Yearbook (Marlinton, WV)

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THE NOTC STICK THER than a full moon rising over the distant mountain, a bright campfire was the only light visible in the darkness. Around the campfire a bent figure is doing an odd dance to the beat of the tom-tom, and gathered about him are the squaws and braves about to de- part from their home ground to the land of smoke. A wise and efficient sqaw, Mar- garet Ann Coyner is at the head of the tribe now, and is telling her followers that a great deal is to be done this year and that it will take a lot of work. They agree heartily and elect Samuel Callison to as- sist her, and Opal Gay to continue keeping the scroll. They a1'e upper tribesmeng now they call themselves Juniors. the vast future. It is in their l10n01' thatn' the odd little yvitch doctor is doing his age By this time the onlookers around the old dance of Farewell, There is a pot of fire have almost completely lost them- brew on the fire, the contents of which are selves in the scenes of their past. A smile bubbling rapidly asthe fire crackles. The crosses their faces as in the visions they grotesque dancer is chanting a melancholy , see themselves receiving the Loving cup air which sounds like a strain from Auld at the annual tribal war, impersonating the Lang Sync. Suddenly out of the bubbling whiterace in a drama they called A Ready pot appears an apparitign in smoke that is Made Family, and then feasting with the Strangely familiar to those present. They Senior tribe at a banquet of nuts and see 9, large band of youthful warriors fruits. After the feast the two opposing entering 9, Wigwam over which is a sign tribes are seen smoking the pipe of peace reading High School. The headbands and burying the long active hatchet. V worn by the group are inscribed with the name of 'Ch-2 tribe, HFfeSnfnen'H The group With a sputter of the brew the smoke breaks into 3 War dance led by Sam Cam' X curls into the final apparition They see Son with Rex White following dose behind , themselves bearing the banner on which is and Margaret Ann Coyner recordingfhe written the coveted title of Seniors, happenings' This is the traditional imma' Their chieftain now is Buddy Meadows but tion ceremony, carried out in the oddest.of he is Seen being called away and the assis- fesnien- Evefyone is Wearing his Walnpamt tant Loris Galford again taking the high and most elaborate head geai'S- seat of honor, Rxe White and Samuel Cal- lison are doing the deciphering with the The vision ei'ieingeS Si0WiY and the Same charcoal and birch bark. A great deal of group is seen, smaller in numbef,Pe1'i12PS, l activity is being carried out in the final but not lacking in PeP and energy' Tnis scene. To one side of the class artists are time they are Seemingly Stnfiing the Wnd busy at weaving into a tapestry the names forces of nature for LOI'iS Galfvrd is fe' of those who have excelled in one war or lflting to them the legends handed f1'0nf1 i another during the past four years. For the old ones about the 1110011 and the Stars- high grades they weave the names of Edith Loris is assisted by 3 big bfewe, he Friei Davis and Loris Galford. For outstanding and Opal Gay has taken Over the .len of N ability in sports they weave Ira Friel, writing Pietnfe Words OH the birch bark Buddy Meadows, James Clark and Arthur scroll. The group seems to realize thiS yeai' y Crawford. After a series of scenes in that unity is an important factor for suc- X A which the tribe feasts with the Junior cess, because in the tribal banner under ' i tribe, picnic together and receive their dis- their new titles of S0ph0m0l'eS is Written missals they return to their wigwams to A C1255 Divided Against Itself Cannot I peaceful slumber in preparation for the Stand. I new adventures to begin with the dawn. , 1 Haunting strains of the Song of Farewell The cauldron smokes and bubbles and ill linger in the darkness, and they fade into still another scene takes form in the blue L X, , Silence- ,SNUL fi - ,M xii QW f' 'gn' X V x.,-f Hit-if il 'ii' f f f., , W i h wx.. 6 f xi Q5 'X s NJ J-,hllfL.,, s if 5' M

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JOSEPHINE SAGE The dark haired twin is known as IIJOYI She'n short and sweet and Oh! sol so! Glue Club 1, 2, 33 F. H. A. 4, Paper Staff 4 DANNY SCOTT Smooth in line, in looks, in ways Loves to hunt on chilly days. Yearbook Staff 43 Audubon Club 4 CATHERINE SHARP Kitty Sharp is quiet and prim But for smart she's not on a limb Paper Staff 4, Glee Club 1, 2, 3' 4-H Club 3 I RALPH SHARP Always keeps his voice down Seldom passes out a frown. Commerical Club 43 Football 1, 2, 3 DOLLY SHIFFLET Don't know much about her way 'Cause she don't have much to say. Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4 JOHN SHOWALTER Blonde and studious is Showalter For correct answer never has to falter. F. F. A. 4 CHARLES STUART At pop-corn popping, he's a whiz A friendly smile is also his. Football 1, 2, 3, 45 Basketball 1, 2, Electron Club 4 IVAN VANREENEN Ivan Van is football crazy When he plays he sure's not lazy Football 3, 45 Electron Club 45 Football King 4 JUANITA WAUGH Q Williamsburgfs popular to us all 'Cause of a gal named Nita Waugh. A. D. D.'s 2, 3, 4, Yearbook Staff 4, Class Play 3, 43 Paper Staff 3, 4 JOHNNY WEBB Crunches candy bars by Score Then dumps wrapper on the floor. Cyanide Club 45 Basketball 33 Class Basketball 3 ERNEST WHITE Across his face a smile keeps creeping Especially when he and Thelma are jeeping. ALLAN YOUNG Late for class is nothing for him When the excuse reads also Jim. Band 2, 3, 43 Class Play 3, 4g 4-H Club 1, 2, 3, 43 F. F. A. 4

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MOCCASIN PRINTS' 0F THE CfflfF7'.4lN.S' 0F '48 We Freshmen began our war dance in the fall of '44 Then Unlearned Sreenhornsn was the title score. All through our lives initiation still goes, Black faces, long handles were the style. Boys had long earrings dangling from their nose With toasted ears that really made you smile. Our class suddenly became the -. Sophomores We now had ideals to live for, Our elders placed a feather in our hair Q The next few years would quickly pass, But lessons took our undivided care We soon were to become the Junior Class. Bright rings and a Ready-Made Family were our meat Later on we gave the Seniors a real treat With a banquet to send them on their way We all know that with the peace pipe we too, Would leave our council fire and go our Way Then all of our treaties would be new. We, the busy Seniors, will never, never surrender Minx From Missouri and Commencement, but remember The departure of our maidens and our braves All our friends, Mr. Moore, the Faculty and M. H. S. Are memories to cherish to our graves M. H. S. gives forth a How as it receives other guests.