Marshall High School - Marshallite Yearbook (Marshall, VA)

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Saluiatory Address Mr. President. members of the faculty. classmates and friends: How many times in life we are forced to admit the inadequacy of words to express our feelings. Even Tennyson. the poet, wrote: I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise i11 me l This is one of those occasions, friends. I have been chosen as salntatorian of the class of '44 to bid you welcome. W l11LCUlVlE I The word that endeavors to express our greetings to you. Perhaps there is no better way of saying it than we hope you are wellg we see you are comeg and we know you are vi-dcornef' -vu Words are elastic. Of themselves they may be small and worth- less: but the meaning really depends upon the emotions that call them forth. To you, this may be only a pleasant occasion, for we shall certainly try to make it sog but at best, it will be one of many such occasions in your life. To us it is a real red letter day. one of the brightest spots in all our lives and one that we shall treasure in our storehouse of memories. To you it may be but a pleasant place to while away an hourg tousitis nil st l gtl, tli lth t t ' a 1' e one a on I9 'ourne o' i'e. ant e in eres on show in coming to bid us God-speed is deeply appreciated. To those who have a personal interest in us as the boys and girls they have watched grow into young manhood and woman hood. it means much more than to the guest to whom we are but strangers. To those who can remember their own feelings on a similar occasion. it will be a reminder of their early hopes and aims: and they will have for ns a kindred feeling of sympathy and understanding. To our parents and relatives. it is an hour of pride and affec- tiong to our teachers an hour of joy in our success and regret, we hope. over the necessity of parting. So much. you SSB. depends on the individual point of view. For us, tonight closes an epoch in our livesg our dreams of 'be- coming graduates of the Marshall High School have at last come true Will you then rejoice with us as we present to you our class night program? And now with apologies to Mr. Shakespeare, may I say, L'The quality of welcome is not changed. It gushes from the heart that overfloweth unto the ears that hear. It is twice blest: It blesses them that speak. and those that hear. I-IARRIET SINCLAIR

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Class Slll IlHlHl'Y

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Class History Classmates. I have a story to tell. Once upon a time there were fifty-four young' boys and girls. Some were tall and beginning to show promise of being handsomeg others were short and dumpy with the ages 13 and 14 showing in their faces. All of them were scared for a while. but later on the newness of high school wore off: and they became as noisy as other high school people who were never known to keep a secret. My story begins in September 1940 when the Senior class of 1944 entered the Marshall High School. Things were so different from the ele- mentary school: there were such classes as Latin, algebra. science. history and lllnglish. The only thing my characters were sure of, when questioned by Mr. Russell and Miss liubank as to the courses they proposed to fol- low. was that they didn't know. In some way the sheep and goats were separated and all the boys were together in one section and all the girls in another. Now do not ask your narrator which was which. but let it be sufficient to say that a few sheep finally got in with the goats and vice VHTBQI. Soon the Freshmen were told to elect representatives to the newly organized S. C. A , and a constitution was read to them -much to their amazement: for they thought a constitution was something in small print added in the back ol' the civics book to make it heavier to carry home on those rare occasions when a little study became necessary. Under the very popular Miss Eubank. a music class was added to the curriculiun. and many ol' the characters of my story learned the meaning ol' opera and symphony in place of boogie-woogie and jazz. In spite of failures, marriages, and jobs. thirty-seven F-ophomores were recruited on September 5, 1941 in Miss Partlowls home room. Uncle Sam had called two of his nephews. Mr. Russell and Mr. Gwin. into the army and they were replaced by Mr. Werth and Miss Martin. On December 7 there occurred the world shaking event that was to change the destinies of all my characters in some way. The slogan Re- member Pearl I-Iarbor was the watchword of allg so great an effect did it have that several boys joined the Navy and returned in their suits of Navy blue to give the girls thrills and heart-throbs.