Marshall High School - Marshallite Yearbook (Marshall, VA)

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lmllnultmitrmurgg Ll? All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances and one man in his time, plays many parts. Tonight We, the Seniors of '46, are being cast in the greatest role of a life time. It is to the opening night of this great drama that we welcome you. Most of you have watched our progress through these years of preparation for this momentous occasion. I am sure you join us as we extend to our principal and teachers our deepest appre- ciation for their guidance. For us this is both a. sorrowful and joyous night. Sorrowful because we are leaving behind many dear memories, and parting with many friendsg joyous because we are facing Not the even- ing, but the dawnf' We are graduating into a world of peace, and we realize that it will be our job to preserve it. Our high school days have been spent in the darkness of war, but the future is as inviting as the dawn of a new day. One writer has said. This is the atomic generation, the age of air-conditioned thinking, the dawn of the radar soul, and the matinee of the San Francisco Conference. Our heritage truly is great, but with a great heritage comes a greater responsibility to use wisely the advantages and opportunities of this new day that we may pass on to others a better world than the one into which We ourselves were born, We are overwhelmed with the tasksthat lie before us. The youth of no other age could have more appro- priately ehosen the motto. l'Not evening, but dawn. Our humble prayer is, Lord, help us that we in our small way may make this the dawn of a day unclouded by violence and bloodshed. Again, as Salutatorian, I bid you a most hearty welcome to this, the class night program of the class of '46, JANE PIERCE

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HH GMES SUMMARY

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ltilimsfs 4wTlfl.'!5lilUT'Q' . , -. Ll-D If we could turn back the calendar to a September morning in 1942, the scene being Marshall High School. we would see a very new and somewhat frightened looking group of Freshmen. My fellow historian and I were among that group. After an ex- ploration of our surroundings. we discovered that- Well! they could have been lots worse I The teachers weren't all ferocious, but several looked slightly dangerous. especially Mrs. Smith. I guess her flaming red hair must have been the reason. There wereninety-six Freshmen that year, and for the first time the Freshmen Class was divided into two groups. One reason for the increase was that Hume and Upperville l-ligh Schools joined us. We were very glad to see them, for the more, the merrierfi Marshall had its first full time librarian. Miss Sue Smith. Miss .Partlow became the Senior home-room teacher. There were two new-corners to the faculty, Miss Brewer and Miss Robertson. Uncle Sam introduced a physical education program which resulted in many stiff knees and backs and also something more to corn plain about. Miss I-lowdershell, one of our own graduates, took over this additional work. After a most welcome summer vacation, we returned to Mar- shall as Sophomores. This year some fine improvements were made. Planting sh rubhery kept the agricultural boys busy for a change. Mr. Morris and his electricity class managed to survive the shocks they received while installing an electric bell system. The fall of '44 found us. oh! so worldly Juniors. but we soon changed our tune. Geometry and American history took the wind out of our sails.