McKenzie High School - Rebel Yearbook (McKenzie, TN)

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.IFZWW f'-4 WWE 'f . x f f-if -2 M5FQQ5!F!gEm5w f+wvF'jK 5, ymwmmmnwmrgngmwaqplm ewnggmggww 2wwf si svn swefsvts New I I ,Amy ffm QM As I got out of the ship I saw a large sign which said, HGeneral Steele wants you for his army.n It didn't enter my mind who it was until I saw a hand some, well-built man dressed in the most striking uniform I ever saw. I don't suppose I would have ever recognized Pappy if it had not been for the way he walked. He told me that he just kept on advancing in the State home guard unit until fin- ally he was made general of all the armies. Later on in the day I passed by a large build ing which I had seen before. It had a large sign reading somewhat like this: NDEVELOP YOUR PERf SONALITY AND GAIN A GOOD DISPOSITIONH. Now I thought that this was a very strange business, but I decided to investigate. Every way I turned I was met by a very attractive young lady. I walked down the hall and there was a life size portraitof a beautiful lady. I recognized it at once as being Christine Smith, my life-long friend.I asked about her and found out that she was president of this school. Back in school she had a wonderful disposition, so I just supposed she had decided to show her secrets of success to the other girls. Her secretary told me she was out of town on a trip. Now my heart was yearning for some beautiful music. So I prepared to go to an opera that night I got a good seat and was settled and ready to en- joy the program when a young man came out and said this: nTschaikowsky, the second ---- the most mag- nificent pianist of all times, Mrs. Charles Lynchu Yes, there was Carolyn playing like mad ------- her hair flying in the usual style of all great pi- anists. I didn't go back stage to see her as I knew there would be literally millions back there, and I'd never get to see her. The next day, I went down to buy a book at K- MfiiWNQ34 . Aga

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. -.-a --A.-A-f ' ' ': ' rr : ' ' ' ' ' I A L Vs 'fr ' A ' ., VV, I 4 ' fgzfrzlsd -f X 4 ff I 9 as , 8: x the nearest book store, and the clerk said, HOF course, you want nThis, The Good of Womenn by Ruth Arnold, don't you?H I said that I wasn't parti- cularly interested in it but that I would take it. I told her to tell me something about the author. She began by saying this, nHer home town is Mc- Kenzie Tenn.n I interrupted her and thought--Ruth Arnold, McKenzie--why it must be my friend back in school. I bought the book and went to my ho- tel. So Ruth Arnold had turned out to be an au- thor. I knew that if this book was anything like the essays she wrote in school, it would be good. I was in my room reading the book when the room clerk came up with a paper. I stoppedreading the book and turned to the paper. I just happen- ed to look at the page that had the NLove Forumn and up in the corner by the article was a picture with this name under it--Dorothy Lee Rust. Could it be Dot, the little girl at home? Yes, it .was she. So Dot was advising girls how to keep their beaus. Well, she had managed to hold hers for fourteen years, so I guess she was suited to this work. She certainly knew all the answers. I was ready to go back to the bestlittle city in the world, so the next day I checked out and off I went. I was eager to see if any of my old class- mates were still in McKenzie. The first place I went was to the old school. Very much to my sur- prise I found that Frances Moore was teaching short hand. I went in to see her and reminded her of the many times she had said NI hate shorthandtn After we talked awhile she told me about Char- lie Simmons. How he had finally got out of High School and was married to Frances. He went to Col- km 9 :Maw