Mount Airy High School - Airmont Yearbook (Mount Airy, NC)

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Senior Class Prophecy had been many years since fortune had blown me from my nest among the Blue Ridge l I Mountains to float bclta skelta over the earth, when I chanced to notice the face of I Renie Roberts smiling at me from a ' Lucky Strike signboard. With that face came a 7 host of memories that drew me back to the city of my birth. Mount Airy. When I came near the spot where I thought the town to be. I knew that I was mistaken. That is Winston, I thought. As I floated nearer. I realized that it was not Winston but a glorified Paris called Mount Airy. We landed on a field that seemed to lie just beyond the old country club. In front of us was a mystic woodland, with dreamy lights casting shadows among the trees, and giving a glamour to the bloom of the mountain laurel. • Before we had gone far into this fairyland. I saw a handsome man in aeronautical attire sitting on a granite bench. Beside him sat a t woman, smiling lovingly. She was Clara Belle Welch. Need I add that he was James Combs, the air traffic regulator? We wandered farther into the wood. After some time we came upon an auburn-haired child sitting on the grass. It was then that a voice commanded, “Come, Martha, it is getting so late that we must go.” My quickened memory at once presented Martha Binder. I looked and she stood before me holding the small child by the hand. “You are married?” I inquired. Oh. yes. years ago.” And the others?” You remember Mary Blanche Lowe, don’t you? She has married a minister. They live at Ararat. Frances Poole married Roby Goad. She seems to be getting a great deal of pleasure from housekeeping. They have an apartment at Pinnacle. These are the only members of our class who have married.” “Then there must be a number of teachers?” “No. our classmates have not chosen the usual paths of life. Our teacher is DcWitt Coble. I have heard that he has some excellent pupils in mathematics in Booneville High School. Blanche Edwards is the president of Mountain Park College. You will recall that she had a growing interest in it our Senior year. “You would never guess what happened to Miles Eoy. He is selling tickets to a side¬ show. which is called ‘Eva Caudle, the World s Greatest Comedian. ' “I must go. but if you will take the path to the right you will find a club house where many of our classmates often come. It is the first.” She was gone and I looked about me. My companion was silent, all was silent except the rhythm of the spring breeze. Automatically, I followed the path. After several minutes I emerged from the more densely shrubbed park to a brilliant arena. In the midst of this were a number of granite castles, against whose wall the rose and green of the laurel stood in relief. The music that filled the air gave life to every twig and beam. When we had come near the buildings, we were presented with the question of which was the first. My companion contended that a small structure, from which came a sonata must be Page Twenty-rune ft ft 3 1 ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft ft • ft ft-ft-ft-ft-W-ft-ft-ft‘ft-ft ft ft-ft-ft-ift-ft- ft ■ ft • ft • ft Ft!

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The Senior Era N OW comes the growth and development of a new era—an era of peace and -progress. The adventurers, explorers, and soldiers who made this development possible have given way to the illustrious statesmen of ' 3 0. whose work it is to further the peace and progress of the great country they are building. The story of the struggle in the early years has grown faint as the years have passed. The A. B. C ' s and other childish battles have been waged and conquered During this period of our early history. Miss Bess Merritt proved her ability in leading us. Then came unfamiliar territory when we entered Mount Airy High School as Freshmen. Yet. there we gained courage to venture forth on unknown ground. In the fray with the mighty Latin, many, as in former years, were conquered while others pressed firmly on. Other evils which presented themselves in the forms of mathematics, civics, and English, were van¬ quished also. During the Sophomore year our life was smoother, less eventful. We were wise in the way of battles and we stuck to our new found freedom. We were becoming more efficient and would soon be able to assume our responsibilities. We had no officers of government but we struggled on as best Ve could. Then was the time we learned the possibilities and the value of self-government. The third year presented geometry, in all its terrors, as our worst enemy, but we knew how to meet it successfully. Nor did we have any fear as chemistry and French appeared. Our aims, our hopes, our ideas, had all broadened and we knew we could accomplish much by sticking together. Some of our classmates won distinction during their Junior year. Miles Foy, as class president, won fame for himself as a leader and as toastmaster at the Junior-Senior Banquet, held in honor of the class of ' 29. Dorabclle Graves won both the local and state prizes in the prohibition essay contest. Mildred Wolfe, loo. proved her ability at essay writing by winning first place in the contest on How to Make Mount Airy More Beautiful.” Several members were on the High Spots staff, while various ones won fame on the football, baseball, and bas¬ ketball teams. Other famous statesmen of this time were James Combs. Clara Belle Welch. Marguerite Jones. Marion Wagner and Locke Webb. In our Senior year, struggles no longer dominated the horizon. In our offices of govern¬ ment we had as president. James Combs: Gae McCraw as vice-president; Locke Webb, secre¬ tary. and Clara Belle Welch, treasurer. The guiding spirits who helped us in building our great country were Miss Fisher and Miss Johnston. Shakespeare ' s Macbeth and King Henry the Fifth helped broaden our ideas, while modern poetry, drama, and history have given us new thoughts and ideas. The customs and manners of ancient Romans were known and imitated by those who came. saw. and conquered Caesar; many were even more familiar with Latin literature. History, mathematics, and science have added both to our culture and business progress. They helped create in us a spirit of modern invention and success. In this, our last year, we have tried to live up to the trusts left us. The High Spots has appeared each month as in former years. Each member, honored by being on the staff, has worked faithfully and honestly. We have started the custom of having an annual Latin Club Banquet. This year we have printed the second edition of THE GRANITEER. which the class of ’29 started. Two of our girls have won fame on the basketball team while one boy has this same honor. Joe Tesh. as captain of the football team, has proved his ability i n athletics. Various other boys, too, occupied positions on this great team, which went so far in quest of state honors. We have tried through our presence here to better ourselves and our school. We have tried to help our fellow students and to lead them on by our influence and example. Now we leave this school; our task is finished. Yet our life is just beginning. Will we always meet with the success and approval we had here? Martha Binder. Historian. a • • Ft Page Twenty-eight X X X X X X X X X PH w ft! ft! ft? ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! ft! 3! ft! ft! ft! ft?-ft?-ft!‘ft!-ft!-ft!.ft!-fH-ai.a!-ft!.ft!.ft!.ft ' .7t;.rt ' .ft?.ffc!.ftJ.;fc!. W I

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the first. It was clear to me that she had meant no other than he outstanding palace with the lively rhythm of the latest hit.” At least, we might try it, since it appeared very inviting. We were in a luxurious office, where a small woman worked very busily. When her face was raised. I saw that it was that of Lillian McCoy. After our cards were presented, we were led in a room where many women laughed. From the sea of faces, I recognized those of Hallie Moore and Hallie Nelson. They were in conversation. I was able to gather that Hallie Nelson, who was working for her father from eleven to twelve and from two to three o’clock, felt that Hallie Moore, who advertised Gordon Hose, had a favored occupation. But why discuss that.” when Charles Redman, pitcher of the All-American baseball team and Thomas Minor, catcher, were in town? My attention was called to the mystic and dignified hostess, who was giving orders to the porter. It must be—it was Rena Pendleton. As I came to this conclusion, doors were thrown open. I followed the crowd into a room which was rapidly being filled with dancers and diners. Seated at a table. I found myself next to Locke Webb and James Bray, the renowned judges of many beauty contests. They were jesting about the many beauties that Joe Tesh had found as he flitted from capital to capital, leading a Bohemian life. I was able to gather such useful information as that they were to have a program by visiting celebrities. Among those whom I recognized were: Dorabelle Graves and Lakey Harkrader, dancing partners on a popular New York stage; Mildred Wolfe, a screen vampire: Lois Gwyn. the opera singer; Marguerite Jones of the Golden Laughter, who has captured Hollywood and the talkie. and Lessie Lowry, an acrobat of Ringling Brothers Circus. I realized that I must hurry. Why. I do not know. While making my exit, I came face to face with Lonnie Brown, the handsomest officer of Uncle Sam ' s Navy. When we were on the outside, I turned toward the other building, for the desire to know more was growing. Maybe, it was the other. At least, I might try it. We were able to gain an entrance, since the club was operated by Mary Armfield and Vir¬ ginia Harris. The purpose of the club was the discussion of such vital questions as Com¬ panionate Marriage. The subject of discussion at that time was the possibility of Human Development. It had been subjected by the marvelous result that Chester Seewald had ob¬ tained with training fleas. The charter members of this club were: Grace Tilley, a lawyer of Dobson: Rachel Bray, a much-beloved missionary on leave from China: Louise Edwards, the author of Why Men Marry Brunettes:” Katherine Cooke, who spends most of her time doing research work in Australia: Ossie Goad, a rising young artist; Ruth Massey, an art critic: Pauline Key, a nurse; Gae McCraw, a teacher: Myrtle Short, author of the Myrtle Column” in the Mount Airy News; Jack Hodge, a salesman for hair tonic; and Marion Wagner, who delights and shocks everyone with her jokes in College Humor. Really, I had traveled a thousand miles, for there was another signboard. A storm was forming and my mind was called from the land of fancy to the problem of a safe landing. Frances Stewart, Prophetess. Page Thirty it it m it it it it ?t it lil ft a; a ft ft « a ft ft ft ft « ft ft ft a ft • ft • ft ft • ft • ft lift