Marshall High School - Marshallite Yearbook (Marshall, VA)

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Glrumble lcontinuedl Then if We had the luck to get to the candy case and had the necessary spending change to provide for ourselves one of those war time candy ba1's. we would go into the auditorium and settle our- selves comfortably. Just about the time the nice sweet chocolate was beginning to melt in our mouths. in would come Miss Partlow With, Outside, absolutely no eating in the auditoriumf' Out we would have to go faster than We came in. only to find a seat on the tables in the halls or to crowd around the radiators. Then Mrs. Smith would flitwthrough the corridor yelling lustily, Stop loafing in the halls. Besides. we could scarcely scrape up money for a coke dur- ing the whole year. With money for this and money for that We were either 'lbroke or badly bent all the time. Another thing. We Seniors were expected to uphold the dignity of the schoolg that was a big assignment for any one class at Mar- shall. Oh well, did I say. Seniors do not grumble muchn? RUBY BOI-ION MARTHA REC'I'0'll 9811

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Grnmble 3903 Now, we Seniors do not grumble much. but we must admit we have had a lot oi reasons to complain. Mr. Corder's boys were allowed to eat before we did. .lust think the lowly Freshmen got out of class as soon as we. Quite true, we were allowed a class cutethat is. any- one who could keep his grades high enough. In the fall we started to school with the idea of Senior privi- leges: why, there were scarcely any. We couldn't even visit Tappis Filling Station without permission. If we were caught walking down the street. into Mr. Uoleman's office we would go. After being out of two or three classes talking with him. he would come around with one of those broad smiles of his. Upon leaving the office feeling that all's right with the world again and whistling a gay tune, up would i'pop Miss Robertson from nowhere with that old favorite, Stop that whistling or a. U on citizenship, On the way back to class. the aroma of good food would tempt ns to detour by way of the lunchroom even though it might require wading in water two inches deep during wet weather. But woe unto us if we were caught trying to keep ourselves from perishing of starvation during class time. Uh. yes, we had to take physical education regardless of the weather. After getting hot in the auditorium, if anyone ever did dur- ing the winter, outdoors we would go to march. The first thing we knew we couldnit have physical education because there were no students. Most of them were home in bed with colds because Miss lolowdershell had we too much heat in the auditoriurn. Miss Brewer was always prepared to give us a lecture on the selection and presentation of good current events. but if by chance we did have a perfectly wonderful piece of news and tried to spread it around to the class, she would call us down for talking and being noisy. Uh. my. such is the life of a Senior !

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Prophecy 'AC The date is May 31, 1959. I see an attractive lady writing in her diary. It is Miss Partlow. our senior home-room teacher. This is what she writes: Dear Diary: Tonight I had a wonderful time. I attended the reunion of the class of 1944. I was more than pleased and a little surprised to see every one of the 27 classmates together again. The years have begun to show in their faces, but tonight they were as carefree and gay as they were fifteen years ago when they received their diplomas from Marshall High School. I had not heard from many of them for some time, so I was glad to hear they have all been successful in their different fields. To my surprise when I stepped off my train, a red convertible drove up, and the taxi driver was none other than Popeye Furr. I was a bit skeptical at first, but I soon learned that Popeye no longer turned corners on two Wheels. The class president, Elizabeth Henley, who now has an impor- tant job in New York, was mistress of ceremonies. She looked as if she had just stepped out of Vogue and was wearing a beautiful diamond. Anne told me she was planning to marry her boss in June. Our speaker for the evening turned out to be none other than Admiral Alexander Yurgaitis, Jr. Buddy was accompanied by his charming wife formerly of Arlington. Virginia. Mary Ambler hasn't changed much in fifteen years. She was chairman of the food committee and under her supervision we were served a. most delicious dinner. I found she still enjoyed eating. Bertha. Showers always was interested in homemaking. She is now teaching Home Econornics at Mary XVa.shington College Where she received her degree. .Patsy Thompson, Who received her training for nursing in the United States Cadet Nurses Corps, is now a Captain in the Army. She has been serving at a camp in Georgia, but was lucky enough to get a 10-day furlough to be with us tonight.