Mount Sidney High School - Sidney Hi Yearbook (Mount Sidney, VA)

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Senior Poem There are Seniors, large and small; Seniors, short and tall; Seniors, far and near; Seniors, very queer; Seniors, smart and bright; Seniors out late at night; Seniors whom we appreciate; Seniors whom we sometimes hate But the Seniors from whom we’ll part with a sigh Are the Seniors of dear old Mt. Sidney High. Largest, oldest, most dependable, and strong Is our Senior, Paul, who’s been a help all along. McAllister, the willing, the annual did edit, And if a success, to him goes the credit. And then comes Wilberger who’s always the sheik, And Sutton, who’s never here five days a week. Tracy we know as the Senior who’s witty, And Kenneth’s most handsome, more’s the pity; Virginia comes next, who is quiet and tall, And who’s faithfully helped and cheered us all. Then Janet, or “Lefty,” who’s full of pep ; In all kinds of athletics she’s set up her rep. Mary is jolly and our friend in need, Good in her class, thought, word, and deed. Avis was voted our best all-round athlete ; In track and baseball she’s hard to beat. And at the last comes the small Senior of Sidney-Hi. To all of you I’ll now say “Good-bye.” —Kathryn Weaver.

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KATHRYN WEAVER Here’s to Weaver, small and smart, Always tail ling to do her part, In her lessons she is bright, Although she doesn’t study at night. President of Freshman, Sophomore, and Junior Classes; French, 27, 28; Secretary of Literary Society; Art Editor of Sidney-Hi; Secretary and Treasurer of Senior Class; Valedictorian. TRACY WINE For cunning schemes and shimmering ivits, That blind and dazzle the others a bit, Tracy is among our most noted, And has been, by common, so voted. Vice-President Literary Society; Vice-Presi¬ dent Junior Class; Secretary of Sophomore Class; Business Manager of Sidnf.y-Hi; French Club, 27, 28; Varsity Baseball; Varsity Basketball. Became Seniors.June 10, 1929 School Opened.September 20 Thanksgiving Day.November 28 Senior Rings came.December 3 School Adjourned.December 21 School Opened.January 2, 1930 Exams.1, 4, 5, 6 School Play.March 7, 8 Athletic Contest.April 14 Literary Contest.April 7 School Fair.•.May 17 Exams.June 6, 7, 9 Senior Play.June 6 Baccalaureate Sermon.June 8 Graduating Exercises.June 10 School Out.June 10 Annual Dedicated .June 7 Sophomore, Junior, Senior, Weiner Roast.April 8 Trip to Williamsburg.May 5-8

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Class History NE beautiful fall morning in the year nineteen hundred twenty-six, a small hand of workers assembled at Mt. Sidney High School to begin the tasks of high school life. From the first we began working together and continued this through weary and discouraging days, as well as through days of happiness and peace. Well, we, as a band of hunters, were hunting for experience in the field called education. We decided that every organization must have a leader, so we elected Kathryn Weaver as our Captain. The first game we came across were wild and vicious looking animals found in Algebra. All of us took a shot at them but they, in turn, charged us and, unfortunately, several got in their way and had to retire from the chase, some withdrew, to wait until the next year, and some left never to return. However, under our Captain’s leadership, we conquered out part of the field. As it is against the law to hunt during the summer months, we decided to take a little vacation. Many, however, became engaged in other lines of sport and left our party. We sadly missed our crackshot, Violet 1 )iehl, whose service was needed elsewhere. “What one loses the other gains,” was the way we felt about it. We lost several of our best sportsmen, but Virginia Bailey came to help us to down several more dangerous looking victims, which caused a stampede within our ranks—namely: Geometry, Ancient History, and English. These various beasts had new leaders—namely: Mr. E. E. Cox, Miss Marie Cox, and Miss Nettie Junkin, whom we had to conquer. Fortunately, no serious sickness befell our class. Only two diseases put in their appearance—baseball fever, and the more common ailment, dislike for studying, and, with no more misfortunes, we accomplished all we set out to do. Nineteen hundred twenty-nine found us back on our old and happy hunting grounds, in search of other animals of knowledge. We found them to be larger and more fierce than ever. “You can tell a Junior, but you can’t tell him much,” seemed to have been our motto. However, we had plenty of experience with a.bird called Biology. Spring Hill sent us a most valuable and spirited huntsman, Avis Cline. We sure needed her help, and we got it. All of us will remember one member of our faculty, Air. R. H. Timberlake, who came from Norfolk to help us in our conquest of Nature. We began our work as Seniors happier than ever before. The heat of summer, the remembrances of the last classes, and other reasons, caused our band to dwindle down to twelve. This being our last hunt together, we decided to elect a new group of leaders for our coming expedition. Russell McAllister was chosen for President, and Kenneth Cleveland his chief adviser. The remainder of the band gave all the suggestions they pos sibly could. Another good friend, and the father of our class, who decided to hunt with us, in place of going on, was Paul Cleveland. Our expedition would not have been complete without the jolly and friendly Mary Hawkins, who helped us so much. We were very accommodating, so we sent Cletis Garber to New Hope. Our worst and greatest enemies now are Civics and Chemistry. However, we feel sure of overcoming them. So now we are looking forward to the commencement with great anxiety, and we hope to make everything a success. To our teachers, who have taught us from the Freshman through the Senior years, we owe gratitude and praise, especially to our Principal, Mr. E. E. Cox, who has taught us faith¬ fully and served as our faculty adviser, directing us in every way with sympathy, foresight, and zeal. Our High School life, as a whole, has been a p leasant one, and as the class divides at the close of school, each taking up his future work, may success follow each one. —Russell Wilberger.